Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

In the lockers, there were scattered fruits and piles of black dried meat.

The dried meat didn't look good, but at least Qi Ya didn't smell any strange smell from it.

He tried to tear a piece and put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Except that it was a little too salty and unbearable, he found the rest acceptable.

Thinking that the next physical exercise would consume a lot of energy, Qi Ya forced himself to eat his usual three meals of meat.

Then, because his mouth was dry from the salt, he emptied the remaining fruits in the locker.

Suppressing the urge to burp, Qi Ya looked at her belly, which looked like she was three months pregnant, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Then he stood leaning against the locker nearby, waiting for the food in his stomach to digest, while he began to explore his system.

In addition to the personal panel information and the task triggering mechanism, Qi Ya easily found an icon called "Sword God Store" in his mind.

After clicking it, the dazzling array of icons inside is almost dazzling.

From low to high, there are four levels of mission points required for redemption: 1 mission points, 1 mission points, 1 mission points and 10 mission points.

其中1百任务点可供兑换的只有1点生命、1点体质、1点源能、10点力量、10点敏捷以及1立方米储物空间；

1 mission points can be exchanged for sword skills such as epee, light sword, flash sword, and phantom sword;

After that, Sakia didn't pay much attention to it. He was a pragmatist. Something that can only be exchanged for 1 mission points, God knows, it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.

In fact, based on the fact that he gets 1 mission point by completing a mission, if he wants to exchange it for something worth 1 mission points, the difficulty is already quite high, so he doesn’t need to think about it in a short time.

Therefore, he finally set his sights on the level of 1 mission points.

Looking at the data alone, exchanging 100 mission points for 1 point of life, 1 point of constitution or 1 point of source energy is a huge loss.

I looked through my dashboard again. The two attributes of strength and agility were hovering at 1 point. If I exchange these, the effect would be very significant.

As for the 1 cubic meter of storage space, although he also wanted it very much, his rationality told him that it would not be of much use for the time being.

Glancing at the pitiful 1 mission point on the panel, Qi Ya gave up the idea of ​​choosing between strength and agility, silently came to the backyard of his two-story building, pulled out a Western sword, and used basic swordsmanship skills one after another. .

At first, he thought that this so-called basic swordsmanship was just constantly slashing forward, slashing and slashing again.

But after he cast the basic sword 7 times in a row, he learned that this skill currently has three actions, namely chopping, horizontal slashing and forward stabbing.

These three actions form a cycle.

When the skill is cast for the first time, it is a chopping motion, the second is a horizontal slash, and the third is a forward thrust.

Then repeat the first action.

At the same time, the string of small words in the lower right corner of the field of vision changed to:

"You performed a sword-cleaving exercise, and your proficiency +1"

"You performed a sword-cutting exercise, and your proficiency +1"

"You performed a stabbing exercise, proficiency +1"

The Western sword in his right hand is similar in style to the red-haired sword "Griffin". It is not heavy in weight. However, each combination requires a lot of strength from Qi Ya.

With this body's current condition, after every six sets of eighteen movements, he would need to stop and take a few breaths before continuing.

The moonlight shines brightly, and the courtyard is filled with the sound of insects.

In just half an hour of swordsmanship practice, Qi Ya's entire body was soaked with sweat, her clothes clung to her body, and the night breeze was chilling.

After persisting for another hour and a half, until his proficiency in basic swordsmanship reached 1000, he put away his Western sword and ended today's practice.

The water resources on the island were limited, so he just wiped his body with a towel. After changing his clothes, he returned to his bedroom on the second floor and fell asleep.

The next morning, the stable biological clock in her previous life made Qi Ya sleep until nine in the morning.

After waking up, he spent three minutes in a daze as usual. Then he got up from the bed and looked around. Looking at this strange and familiar room, he still felt unreal.

Different from the predecessor of this body, before he came to this world, he had a father and a mother, an older sister, a younger brother, and a bunch of bad friends in college, so he was not without worries.

It's just that there is no return ticket for time travel, so there is no better choice but to adapt.

Qi Ya didn't think about this anymore. Since there was still a lot of swordsmanship training to be done, breakfast was a must.

But just eating the bacon jerky in the locker, Qi Ya really couldn't eat it at the moment.

After getting some Baileys, packing his clothes, and pretending to be a new soul, the young man from Qishan Town on Baisha Island was ready to go out for a walk around the town and make breakfast on the way.

It was around nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was clear on the island, the sun was shining warmly on me, and from time to time a sea breeze with a slightly salty smell would blow on the streets of the town.

If it weren't for the disgusted looks from the townspeople, he felt that he would be in a good mood right now!

Passing a liquor store, Qi Ya paused for two seconds, then turned around and walked in.

The owner of the wine shop is named Morgulagas. He is a fat man with a height of two meters and a waist of nearly five meters. He has bronze skin, a bald head and is dressed naked. He has a burgundy beard that is tied into three whip-like shapes and hangs down to his waist. between.

Qiya has a bad reputation. As soon as he entered the shop, Gragas, who seemed to be honest and honest, said with a look of disgust:

"You are not welcome in my store. If you insist on buying it, I will charge you double the price of Bailey!"

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There is a saying that goes, "The viciousness of a loyal and honest person is like the grit in the rice or the unclean thorns in the boned fish fillet, which will give people an unexpected pain."

Although he already knew his position, Qi Ya was still stung by the wine shop owner.

After calming down his aura, he forced a smile and asked Gragas:

"Boss, what do you think is the most important thing when opening a store and doing business?"

Gragas was indeed as honest as he appeared, and when he was surrounded by Qi Ya, he began to think seriously.

"What is it?" After a while, the wine shop owner asked with a confused face and scratching his bald head.

"It's integrity!!" Qiya said decisively.

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he followed up with a barrage of questions:

"You sell a barrel of wine to someone else for 8000 pele, but you sell it to me for 16000 pele. Do you think you are honest? Think about it for yourself!"

"But, I just don't want to sell it to you." Gragas continued to scratch his bald head with a knot.

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Without arguing with the other party, Qi Ya reluctantly paid double the price for a small barrel of wine, put it on his waist and walked out of the store.

"We must improve our strength as soon as possible and get out of here as soon as possible!!" Qi Ya thought depressedly as he walked away.

But fortunately, he still has a small amount of assets, not much less than Bailey, so he can just repay the debt for the sins committed by his predecessor.

The footsteps stopped in front of a simple fruit stall. Sitting on the stall was a girl about 17 years old.

In my memory, this girl's name was Garcia Hannah. Based on seniority, she should be my distant cousin.

Hannah has a fairly well-proportioned figure, and her skin is the color of chocolate due to constant exposure to the sun.

This distant cousin's attitude towards me was relatively good, but she just didn't show any obvious disgust, and she didn't even think about greeting customers warmly.

Qi Ya feels like she has adapted to some of her current identities.

As a counterfeit that had passed through the soul, he began to thank his infamous predecessor instead.

At least, isn't it true that no one has discovered that the soul in this body has become lofty and ambitious?

Moreover, as angry as these simple villagers were, there were only a few who would actually come up and beat him up.

Until he provoked April, the beauty of the Emerson clan, and his brother Kurta, and then died smoothly.

When he was about to pick some fruits to buy home, Qi Ya heard a rush of running behind him, followed by an angry roar:

"You bastard, didn't you tell me not to have any ideas about my sister Hannah?"

Whether it was an illusion or not, when he heard the roar, he vaguely "saw" a fist from behind him hitting the back of his head.

Without time to think, Qi Ya followed his instinct and took a step away.The force of the fist broke through the air and brushed against his cheek. Judging from the posture, it seemed that the opponent had no intention of holding back.

Under the influence of inertia, the visitor knocked over the fruit stand before stopping.

Behind the fruit stand, Hannah collapsed on the ground, a look of shock on her pretty chocolate-colored face.

After the soul passed through, due to the bad things done by his predecessor and the broad-mindedness of Whitebeard that he yearned for, Qi Ya set a policy of ignoring all the "unreasonable" townspeople.

Regardless of hostility or ridicule, there will be no loss of flesh anyway.

Only in this situation where he was being punched and kicked, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

If that punch had been real, this guy who just came to his senses yesterday might have fallen here inexplicably today.

After figuring out the joints involved and understanding that this was not the time to show good temper, Qi Ya took a few steps back, put down the keg, drew his sword, and stared at the guy who sneaked up on him.

The other person is about 1.7 meters and a half tall, with dark skin, plain clothes, short hair, a striking "一" scar on his forehead, a fat round face, a wine nose, and his facial features look somewhat honest and honest.

Come on, Qi Ya feels that what she hates seeing the most right now is honest and honest people!

These guys are really bad at heart.

The last wine shop owner who had this impression on him, Gragas, took double the amount of wine money from him, plus a 3000-beli barrel deposit.

Now this is more direct, indiscriminately punching someone in the head.Fupin Chinese