Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

"I lost again."

Koshiro stood with his sword put away. There were no obvious scars on his body, except for a cut on his clothes at the chest. This was obviously the reason why he gave up.

"It's already a big improvement, you see!"

Mo Xingchen smiled and turned sideways to show Koshiro a small, not-so-obvious cut on his clothes under his ribs.

These days, since Geng Sanlang needed to study how to use materials to forge swords, Geng Silang took the opportunity to invite Mo Xingchen and William to stay at his house, and would look for Mo Xingchen to have a practical exchange every day.

Mo Xingchen had no choice but to follow the host's wishes. Of course, he also wanted to test how big the gap was between the level of the great swordsman and the top strong men in this world.

On the first day of sparring at the beach, Mo Xingchen discovered that his ordinary swordsman's strength was roughly on par with the level of a vice admiral of the Marine Headquarters. With the improvement of his swordsmanship and skills, he should eventually be able to reach the level of an admiral, referring to Hawkeye in the later period.

However, what puzzled Mo Xingchen was that it seemed that the swordsmen in this world had particularly crude skills, and their strength was relatively dispersed. They always liked to slash out huge and useless sword energy. He didn't know if he hadn't seen enough great swordsmen.

Why do I say that? Because the speed of the sword's energy is too slow for an opponent of equal strength! He couldn't understand why Oda drew the attack in a way that he could have dodged, but had to take it head-on, as if it was more handsome that way.

So in the next few days, Mo Xingchen was teaching Koshiro the correct sword-using skills. He first circled a square area in the courtyard with a length and width of five meters, and stipulated that flying slashes were not allowed. If a vital part was damaged or the opponent was out of bounds, he would lose.

Such a competition not only requires the sword to exert its strength as much as possible, but Mo Xingchen also requires it to stop at the right time. Generally speaking, it is only possible for the strong to stop at the right time, and for two people with similar strength to win and stop at the right time, it is a double test of their own strength and skills.

Koshiro is really a very talented swordsman. It is not easy for a person to change his behavior habits of several decades. He could only hold on for a few minutes at the beginning, and was defeated by jumping out of the circle to avoid the attack, but now he can scratch Mo Xingchen.

The refinement of his sword skills has improved rapidly. I believe that it won’t be long before, after correcting his shortcomings in using the sword, the gap between him and Mo Xingchen will be infinitely narrowed.

"Sir, I have benefited a lot from your guidance over the past few days, but I have a question that I would like to ask you to answer."

"You said."

"You know I have a daughter. My wife is weak and I don't want her to have any more children. But the sword art of my Shimotsuki family is inherited... Sir, do you think a girl can become a great swordsman or even surpass a great swordsman?"

Mo Xingchen put away his sword, came to the entrance and sat down, drinking the tea he had prepared in advance. He waved to Koshiro, motioning him to come over and rest, and said with a smile while holding the teacup:

"First of all, surpassing a great swordsman is not about gender, but about talent. Secondly, there are countless female sword masters in my hometown. Not to mention far away, there are also many strong women on the sea. Why do you have such doubts?"

Koshiro sat across the coffee table from me and poured himself a cup of tea. He drank it all and said:

"If you don't have outstanding talent, women are naturally weaker than men. To practice swordsmanship, both strength and skill are indispensable. Without strength, you will just be a show-off."

"Koshiro, don't worry too much. Even if your child is a girl, she will definitely have the blood of your Shimotsuki family flowing in her veins. I think her talent should not be too weak. You can train your strength from a young age. Even if she lacks strength, what's the harm?

You just need to practice according to your family heritage, study according to my theory, and work harder in the soft sword realm. I think it shouldn't be too difficult to become a great swordsman. Are you expecting your child to become the world's number one swordsman?

I say, expecting your children to be able to do something that you yourself cannot do is not the way a competent father should think. "

Koshiro thought for a moment, and his frown relaxed. It was indeed as Mo Xingchen said. With his own strength, even if she was a girl, it would only take a little longer to train her to become a great swordsman. As for surpassing the great swordsman, he might not be able to do it! So he smiled and sighed:

"What the master taught me is that I am too persistent and obsessed with appearances."

Mo Xingchen smiled and shook his head without saying anything else. He just raised his glass and invited Geng Shilang to have tea.

As the two of them were chatting over cups, Kozaburo came over with a piece of paper.

"Mr. Mo, these are the materials needed to forge the sword. A large part of the rare ores and metals I marked are not in stock. You may need to find a way yourself."

Mo Xingchen took the list of materials and took a look at it. He had never heard of most of the materials on it, and many of them were marked in red.

"Don't worry about that. I will contact the headquarters and ask them to collect the materials and send them over as soon as possible. I'll trouble you with the sword-making."

Then Mo Xingchen took out a Den Den Mushi from his arms, handed it to Koshiro, and said:

"Take this. If you have any difficulties or doubts about swordsmanship, please contact me. My subordinates and I have bothered you a lot these days. Please forgive me for having a mission to complete. I will not stay here for long. Goodbye!"

"I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

Geng Shilang and his son stood up and bowed. Mo Xingchen bowed, threw his coat, turned around and left with William in a chic manner.

Koshiro looked at the two people leaving and couldn't help but sigh:

"Sir, you are truly a hero!"

"Come on, kid! Follow in his footsteps and work hard to surpass the great swordsman!"

After leaving Koshiro's house and on the way back to the battleship, William asked:

"Colonel, what mission are we going to carry out next?"

"Going to Windmill Town to see my sister."

"........"

Are you really not afraid that Mr. Koshiro will chase you out with a knife and chop you up? William rolled his eyes and thought silently.

The warship started slowly, left the dock and headed towards Windmill Town.

On the way, Mo Xingchen called Vice Admiral He and asked him to help him collect sword-making materials by acting cute. Some rare metals were not even in stock at the Navy Headquarters. After all, the Navy was not a pirate and would not keep useless things in the warehouse as treasures.

By then, Marshal Kong will have to save his dignity and ask the Five Elders to get some from the Celestial Dragons. Otherwise, it will take a long time for Mo Xingchen to forge his sword by searching the world for materials.

Thanks to the maneuverability of the naval warships, they arrived at Windmill Town in less than a day.

Because Makino's tavern was right next to the port, there was no need to leave anyone to guard the warship. Mo Xingchen waved his hand.

"Brothers, let's go, I'm going to treat you to a drink today!"

"Roar!"

A group of people rushed towards the tavern.