Pirate Golden Griffon

The day after Allen finished choosing his sword, Diamanti began to teach him swordsmanship. He did not teach him how to hold the sword, nor how to use his magic power, nor how to teach him sword moves. Instead, he started fighting directly.

Allen held a big sword in both hands and stood in front of Diamanti. Diamanti held a sword in his hand, fluttering in the wind like a ribbon.

"Be careful, I'm going to attack."

Diamanti said, shaking the soft sword in his hand. The sword's blade was like a wave, rising and falling towards Allen.

"I saw it."

Allen stared at the path of the sword, raised the big sword in his hand, and blocked it upwards.

clang.

The big sword in Allen's hand blocked the tip of the sword. The seemingly light sword actually made the sound of gold and iron.

This is Diamanti's fruit ability, the Flying Fruit, a superhuman fruit that can transform any object it comes into contact into into a shape as light and fluttering as cloth and silk, but the properties of the object itself remain unchanged, including himself. into this form.

For example, this sword can be turned into a soft sword, but it is still steel and is still very strong.

"Come again."

Diamanti shouted, held the hilt of the sword and shook it, and the sword stabbed towards Allen's head like a long snake.

Allen immediately raised his big sword and blocked it upward. After blocking the blow, the soft sword retracted, then shook, and struck again, hitting Allen's chest.

Allen pressed down with his sword, blocked the blow, and slashed horizontally towards Diamanti.

But Diamanti refused to dodge and allowed the big sword to attack, and the soft sword in her hand stabbed Allen in the face.

"not good."

Allen immediately stopped what he was doing and dodged to the left to avoid the blow, but before he could stand still, Diamanti raised his foot and kicked him.

boom.

Allen fell to the ground with a muffled sound. He raised his head and looked at the other party.

"I told you, resist my attacks."

Diamanti said loudly: "I didn't let you fight back, what are you doing?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." Allen said softly.

"and also"

Diamanti raised her hand, knocked on her clothes, made a clanging sound, and said: "My clothes are made of steel that has been softened by its power. Even if you attack me, I will not be harmed." No injuries. Not to mention, your attacks are so soft that they can’t hit me at all.”

"So you little bastard, don't try to make any counterattacks. Just do what I say and just block."

Diamanti continued to spit, took a step back and said, "Stand up."

"Yes."

Allen got up from the ground, and before he could stand still, the soft sword shot across Allen's body.

"So fast"

Allen's eyes shrank, and he raised the big sword in front of himself to block the blow, but the soft sword struck again, and Allen continued to block.

It's gotten a lot faster.

Allen had to swing the sword faster, but the sword weighed [-] kilograms. He kept swinging it, and his arms became tired after a while.

puff.

Allen's raised sword slowed down a bit, and Diamanti's sword scratched Allen's cheek, leaving a small wound.

Blood beads oozed out. Diamanti withdrew his sword and said, "I just sped up a little, but you can't hold on for too long. Put down the sword and rest for 2 minutes, and then continue training."

"I understand."

Allen nodded and understood what Diamanti did just now. He could increase the speed to his limit, but this requires explosive power and his arms will tire quickly.

But such training can increase one's reaction and explosive power, but according to Diamanti's method, it can only train endurance.

Endurance can be trained in other ways, so why fight right up there.

Allen was a little confused, but didn't say much. He put down his sword and rested for a while. Then Diamanti called him out and started fighting again.

clang, clang, clang

This time Diamanti's speed slowed down a bit, and Allen kept blocking Diamanti's attacks, up, down, left, and right.

However, after 10 minutes, Allen's arm began to fatigue, and it was difficult to block Diamanti's attack.

But Allen still gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on until the sword struck, but Allen was unable to lift the sword in time.

puff.

Allen's ribs were scratched by the sword blade, his clothes were cut open, and a cut was exposed on his skin. Diamanti stopped again and let him rest.

The break was a little longer this time, five minutes, and then I was called out again.

In this way, Allen and Diamanti fought for an hour, with four small cuts appearing on their bodies, blood oozing out that wet their clothes, and their tired arms could no longer be raised.

"Just here today."

Diamanti said, "At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, continue to come here to train."

With these words, Diamanti left the house, and Allen put the sword aside and lay down on the ground in a large glyph.

"My arms are so tired."

Allen's arm muscles were twitching at the end, and he swung his sword at least [-] times in this hour.

The weight of forty pounds must be swung more than [-] times, and it requires full concentration and constant adjustment of position, which makes Allen's arms extremely tired.

But what's the use?

There are obviously better ways to train endurance and strength, but this method is not very efficient.

Moreover, there is no teaching on how to hold the sword or the skills of swinging the sword. It only teaches you how to block. How does this improve your swordsmanship?

Is this Diamanti okay?

Allen had huge doubts about Diamanti and always felt that he could not teach him well.

But that’s all we can do for the time being.

Allen was lying there to rest. After a while, footsteps sounded and two figures ran in.

"Ellen."

Baby5 squatted next to Allen's head, handed over a bottle of water, and said, "Drink some water."

"Thank you."

Allen sat up, took the water, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, put it to his mouth, and drank heavily.

"Alan, are you tired?"

baby5 said: "You should change to a lighter sword, this sword is too heavy."

"It's already been chosen."

Allen put down the water bottle and said with a smile: "So that's it for now."

"Yeah, you are very powerful. If you train for a while, you can become familiar with it."

baby5 stood up, held the hilt of the big sword, lifted it up hard, waved it, and said, "It's so heavy."

"Baby5, don't you need to practice sword practice?"

Allen asked curiously: "I remember you only practiced shooting?"

boom.

baby5 put the sword on the ground and said: "I'm just practicing shooting for now, but practicing shooting is also very tiring."

The weight of the flintlock gun is not light, and the recoil is not small. Baby5 is only seven years old now, and she is a delicate girl. She can only practice one thing.

"I still want to practice boxing."

Buffalo said proudly on the side: "Not only do I want to practice shooting, I also want to practice boxing with Grandpa G."

What's the use of this?

From now on, you will only be able to fight in circles, so you might as well not practice at all.

"How dare you say it."

When baby5 heard Buffalo's words, he couldn't help but said: "I'm lazy every day, and I'm lazy when I'm practicing guns. You're not as good as me."

"Me, when did I become lazy?"

Buffalo became angry and quarreled with baby5. The two were noisy.

"Let's go, it's noon."

Allen stood up and said, "Let's get ready and eat."

Allen planned to finish his meal, take a break at noon, then practice some physical fitness in the afternoon, and then continue practicing his sword.

However, when he ran ten laps around the garbage treatment plant at two o'clock in the afternoon, while he was doing abdominal crunches on the ground, Gladius found him, "Hey, boy, stop, follow me to the back to practice. shooting."

"Senior Gladius, do I also want to practice shooting?"

Allen was a little surprised and stood up from the ground.

"Ah."

Gladius nodded and said: "Starting from today, you will practice shooting with me every afternoon. In the evening, you will practice boxing with Senior G."

"You also need to practice boxing"

Allen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would be assigned three training sessions.

"This is the young master's order."

Gladius turned around and said, "Stop talking nonsense and come with me."