Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

After hearing the mechanical sound of the system, Qi Ya's eyes lit up, and he felt like the sound of nature.

After choosing the "Yes" option without hesitation, he began to carefully feel the changes in his body, and at the same time, his eyes fell on the "Nuclear Energy" column of the personal panel information.

In just one breath, the value in the "Nuclear Energy" column changed from "1" to "0/1".

Immediately afterwards, a clearly discernible cold feeling spread from the heart to the limbs and bones, causing the body that was originally as heavy as lead to regain some vitality.

There was no extra time left for him to feel it carefully. The next moment his body regained strength, he straightened his hands on the ground, supported his body again, and began to do push-ups.

379!

378!

376!

……

100!

99!

……

The feeling of being lost and found gave him the illusion that his soul was excited, and along with it was an inexplicable sense of tension, for fear of capsizing in the gutter.

3!

2!

1!

Finally, after finishing the last push-up within the stipulated time, Qi Ya turned over and lay on his back on the wooden porch, looking at the rain that kept falling beside him and breathing in the fresh air.

His whole body was soaked with sweat mixed with rain, and his clothes clung to his body in an extremely uncomfortable manner.

It's just that the coldness in his body has dissipated to the point where it's almost gone. Now it's very difficult for Qi Ya to even move his fingers, so he has to endure it for now.

"Ding~ The mission is completed, you will get the reward, 50 mission points."

"Every swordsman may face sudden extreme challenges. If you can overcome the challenges, you will go further."

The mechanical sound of the system echoed in his mind. After confirming that the 50 mission points had been received, the boy stopped paying attention to what was said behind the sound.

After a while, when his brain recovered a little, he began to think about how to use the 101 mission points he had just saved.

Clicking on the Sword God store, he looked back and forth at the 100 mission points column.

In exchange for 1 point of nuclear energy?

Or 10 points of agility?

Or 1 cubic meter of storage space?

Taking advantage of the rare "free" time, he began to hesitate among these three alternatives... It was not easy to save 100 mission points, so he had to think carefully.

After his body regained some strength, Qi Ya got up from the ground.

When he turned around and walked into the living room, he resolutely chose to exchange for 1 cubic meter of storage space.

After sorting out all the lines, making the "right" choice is actually not as difficult as Sakia thought before.

There is no essential difference between one point of nuclear energy and two points of nuclear energy. The effect may only be to reserve more or less energy when he is exhausted.

When comparing the attributes of one point of agility and eleven points of agility with the other two attributes, there was also a big gap. Moreover, he didn't know how much the improvement of the ten points of agility attribute would bring to his strength.

The role of storage space is self-evident, and it is definitely a rare commodity in this world.

This moment, that moment.

With his current strength, whether he used these 100 mission points to exchange for anything else, he would actually feel a bit at a loss.

Along the way, he picked up a tea cup placed on the coffee table, put it into the storage space and took it out again. After tasting it, he simply cleaned himself up and went back to his room to sleep!

The next day, the heavy rain stopped in time, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sunlight that broke through the atmosphere quickly evaporated the water stains on the street.

Qi Ya held his head, which was a bit groggy, and wearing dry long-sleeved clothes, looking at the capricious and extremely childish weather through the window glass.

After arriving at Patricia's restaurant for breakfast, he went straight to the village square and found a seat to sit down.

The villagers were already in charge of setting up the platform for the patriarchal election. From a distance, he saw Saint Zachary, Kurta and April.

Although the patriarch Saint Zachary is 61 years old and has short white hair, he is still strong. Standing next to his grandson Kurta, his momentum is faintly stronger.

Apple also noticed Qiya. After a brief explanation with her grandfather and brother, she trotted all the way to the young swordsman.

Qi Ya noticed that the little evil girl was wearing a light blue floral dress today, revealing her snow-white neck, slender arms and tight calves.

The other person's tender face was now flushed, and he didn't know whether it was because of running, shyness, or both.

"Aren't you afraid that I will eat you up?" Qi Ya asked with a strange look on his face.

The little evil girl has been having a "cold war" with him over this matter for almost a week, and as the person involved, he hopes that the little evil girl will distance herself from him, so that the psychological burden of going to sea in the future will be less.

April shook her head and said:

"I'm not afraid anymore. My grandfather told my brother that as long as he can become the clan leader, the entire Baisha Island can belong to him."

"I think the same thing applies to you Qiya."

Qi Ya blinked, and after a long silence, he said, "Okay! You came here so blatantly, aren't you afraid that your grandpa will find out?"

Aipuli smiled when she heard this, waved her white fist, and said confidently: "When you defeat my brother and get the position of clan leader, you will have the final say."

"Who has the final say? And who defeated your brother?"

A deep and powerful voice came from behind Apple. Saint Zachary crossed his arms and looked down at Qi Ya dressed as a swordsman, but the words were directed at his granddaughter.

Kurta stood next to Saint Zachary with a strange look on his face, holding a heavy black hammer the size of a millstone in his hand.

The grandfather and grandson were dressed similarly, both wearing brown animal skin clothes covering their key parts.In addition, their body shapes and looks are somewhat similar, so to Qi Ya, they look like the same person in different age groups.

"Ah, Grandpa Kali, brother Kurta... why are you here?"

Aipuli wiped away her previous high-spirited mood and said quietly while moving towards Qi Ya's back.

"Garcia Qia?" St. Zachary ignored his granddaughter and asked Qia who was still sitting. His voice was filled with the oppression of the superior on the inferior.

Feeling the slight pressure exerted on his body, Qi Ya felt a little curious in his heart, but responded with a smile on his face: "Yes."

"Can you tell me what's going on? How did you deceive my granddaughter?" St. Zachary asked coldly. After saying the word "deceive", his mood was unexpectedly the same as Kurta's that day.

The good cabbage I have raised for many years was lost to pigs...

Qi Ya found that he really lacked the experience to deal with this kind of scene, and he definitely couldn't tell the truth.

Otherwise, despite the fact that the little evil girl is so obedient now, if she really wants to get angry, she will have to face more than just a Saint Zachariah and half a kurta.

It's definitely not okay to lie. Playing tricks in front of such an old man with rich experience is tantamount to digging one's own grave.

After pondering for a moment, Qi Ya raised his head and looked at Saint Zachary, then asked seriously:

"Does the patriarch think that I am...well, a waste?"

St. Zachary looked directly into the eyes of the young man in front of him and nodded unceremoniously.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Qi Ya asked with a smile on his face:

"Then I say I can cut through steel, does the patriarch believe me?"

"Unless the White Sand Island sinks, the water in the sea dries up, and the sun suddenly disappears." St. Zachary mentioned three impossible phenomena in succession to express his disbelief.

Although he said this, he still asked Kurta to go get a piece of steel, while he squatted down, looked at Qi Ya and said seriously:

"I, Saint Zachary, admire the most powerful people in my life, and hate those who brag and exaggerate the most."

"If it turns out that you can really do it, then I will lick my face and have a drink with you. But if you can't do it, then I'm sorry, I'm going to lock you in the shrine behind the village, three moon."

"Bangzijiu? Grandpa Kali, do you want to be brothers with Qi Ya?" Aipuli said worriedly at the side.

"Shut up!" St. Zachary replied with a dark face.

Qiya: "..."

Soon, Kurta found a piece of metal as thick as an ordinary person's arm, held both ends with both hands, and handed it to Qi Ya.At the same time, there was a curious look in his eyes.

Cut the steel?

He has never seen any swordsman do this before!

Qiya stood up, pulled out the Western sword "Garcia" from his waist, closed his eyes and felt the "breath of all things" for a while, then raised the sword and lowered it. With the help of [Intermediate Swordsmanship], he knocked out the sword in Kurta's hand with just one move. The metal was chopped into two pieces.

When the three people around him felt incredible, Qi Ya said sincerely:

"Sorry, I'm a little dizzy and in poor condition. I don't usually need such a long preparation time."