Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

At a quick glance, Kurta's thick arms with exposed veins and the powerful strength contained in his fists made Qi Ya choose to avoid the edge temporarily.

He took a step back, sideways to avoid the opponent's fist, and then launched a series of elementary sword skills, completing three actions of chopping, horizontal slashing, and forward stabbing in an instant.

The first blow of the unopened Western sword struck Kurta's shoulder, the second strike struck the opponent's waist a finger upward, and the third strike struck the opponent's palm.

Even with Sakiari's strength, the tip of the sword still penetrated the opponent's flesh half a centimeter deep.

Dark red blood began to slide down the silver sword body to the hilt.

Kurta was angry at his carelessness, trying to grasp the blade in his hand, and at the same time punched out the retracted fist again. This time, he aimed at Sakia's stomach.

As a warrior praised by everyone in Qishan Town, and now with his sister April as an audience, Kurta could not tolerate being defeated in such an embarrassing manner.

Although, he knew better than anyone else that Wakazakia was holding a sharpened sword, and those few blows just now were enough to make him unable to fight back.

Seeing that the opponent wanted to seize the sword, Qi Ya quickly put away the sword and retreated.

He understood that [-]% of his current combat power came from the sword in his hand. Without the sword, the swordsman was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. From now on, he could only let Kurta press him on the ground and rub him.

As he sheathed his sword and retreated, Kurta's fist pressed forward.

After making an instant judgment, Qi Ya stretched out his left palm and pressed it on the opponent's fist, and took a few steps back with the help of the opponent's strength.

When he stopped again, his left arm was sore from the shock.

Kurta's punch failed to achieve the effect he wanted, and he stepped forward to attack again with a straight face. A pair of fists were like machine guns, forcing Qiya to retreat.

The unblade of the sword collided with the hard fist, causing a teeth-trembling thud.

Qi Ya opened his eyes attentively, judging the trajectory of the opponent's punch, and then used basic swordsmanship to block the opponent's punch.

According to the speed of the opponent's fists, his sword speed must be at least twice that of the opponent to be able to block the opponent's intensive attacks with ease.

This is a bit of a challenge for him right now, so he doesn't dare to have any distractions.

In fact, I didn't even have time to think about the thought "If I had a real sword in my hand, the opponent would have died long ago".

The force attached to Kurta's fist was very strong. Every time the fist and sword came into contact, the force transmitted back from the sword would make his tiger's mouth numb slightly.

Fortunately, he didn't let up on his strength training and was promoted to elementary swordsmanship today. As a result, the embarrassing incident of "a swordsman unable to hold the sword in his hand when facing the enemy" did not happen.

The two of them fought like this with all their strength for nearly 10 minutes, and the battle circle kept spinning on this empty grassland.

In the end, it was Kurta who withdrew his hands with a livid face, dropped his visibly swollen fists by his side, and stared at Qi Ya unkindly.

Swordsman Saki ignored the opponent's warning gaze, put his sword back into the scabbard on his waist, and rubbed his right arm.

His stomach growled, which suddenly broke the image of a cold swordsman he had managed to cultivate in front of the two of them.

It's already past noon, and he hasn't eaten anything yet.

April walked between the two of them, faced her brother Kurta and said:

"Qi Ya is not as miserable as you think. On the contrary, he is a powerful swordsman like his father!"

"Brother Kurta, Apple hopes that you will not disturb his sword practice in the future. He is Apple's friend now!!"

Kurta looked at his "simple" sister, then at Qia, who was still rubbing her wrists with firm eyes, and finally said in a heartbroken tone:

"Okay, just do whatever you like! But"

Kurta turned his gaze to Qi Ya and said threateningly: "If one day I find out that you dare to play with my sister, I, Kurta, swear to my ancestor Emerson Aaron that I will kill you!!"

Qi Ya was indifferent to Kurta's threat. After slightly nodding his head in response, he was already thinking about drawing his sword as soon as possible.

Finally, April followed Kurta back for lunch.

Saki Ya took Bailey and quickly finished three large bowls of rice and a large plate of lean meat with sauce at Patricia's restaurant in the town, then went to the blacksmith shop next to the dock.

The only blacksmith shop on the island operates a wide range of businesses:

It can make anchors for fishing boats for the fishermen in the village;

You can make animal traps, iron arrowheads, machetes, etc. for villagers who make a living by hunting;

Can make hoes, shovels, etc. for hard-working farmers;

It can also create a variety of kitchen utensils for ordinary village women.

Approaching the dock, Qi Ya saw clearly the external structure of the blacksmith shop.It was a two-story wooden structure with a roof, tiles, and cornices. The overall look had a sense of age.

Rather than saying that it looks like a classical building from the motherland in its previous life, it is better to say that this is an iconic ancient building of the island country that "learned" from the ancient civilization of the motherland.

Opening the sliding door made of white wooden boards with black stripes of wood grain, Qi Ya walked into the blacksmith shop where the reception area was kept spotlessly clean.

Behind the brown counter is a tall girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a washed white cherry blossom kimono, with long hair like dark clouds hanging down, and a pretty face with a clean white face in the middle.

The girl obviously knew Qi Ya. After seeing that it was this notorious guy who walked in, she calmly shook the bell on her hand.

After a while, the sliding door in the back room was opened, and a muscular old man with unshaven beard and bare upper body walked out.

"Garcia Qiya? What are you doing here? Do you want to take advantage of my granddaughter again?" The old man asked with some uncertainty after seeing Qiya who was very different from before.

Qi Ya did not answer, but drew out the sword from his waist, made a slashing motion, and then said with a smile:

"Sister Yukuna is not suitable for me. I came here today to ask you, Senior Ma Long, to help me start the attack."

"Ah, you have actually practiced swordsmanship?" Evan Yukina covered her lips with her hands and said in surprise.

As a senior swordsman who has been practicing with a wooden sword under the pressure of her grandfather since she was 7 years old, she can tell at a glance from the movements of the sword wielders, which ones are novices who have just picked up the sword, and which ones are real swordsmen. .

The indomitable momentum that Qi Ya had when he swung his sword down just now, coupled with the coordinated and smooth way of exerting force on his body, definitely made him look like a rookie who had just picked up the sword.

"My father is Garcia Albert, a swordsman. As his son, isn't it normal for me to have practiced swordsmanship?"

Qi Ya said calmly and handed the sword into the hands of the old man Ma Long.

"That's right." Yukuna nodded in agreement, then walked out from the counter, and said with some excitement: "Hey, Saki Asa-san, want to compete with me?"

Qi Ya: "Sorry."

Malone: ​​"Nonsense!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. In line with the virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Qi Ya did not compete with the other party.

Then they saw Ma Long blowing his beard and glaring: "Grandpa asked you to learn the sword for self-defense! It's not for bravery and fierce fighting!!"

"Oh" Yukina lowered her eyebrows and responded calmly, then stood back to her post listlessly.

After training his granddaughter, Ma Long turned to his customer Qi Ya and said, "The quality of this sword is not high. Are you sure you want to use it like this?"

Qi Ya heard the other party’s hidden intention and asked:

"Senior, is there any way to improve the quality of this sword? If so, then improve it first and then use it!"

"Yes, yes," Ma Long said, holding a Western sword in one hand and stroking his stubbled chin with the other: "But you have to agree to one condition. Just practice sword practice with my granddaughter for half an hour every morning, but you are not allowed to fight. Hurt my granddaughter.”

Qia Ya: ""

After much consideration, it didn't take long for Swordsman Qi to convince himself and agree to Ma Long's conditions.

After learning that adding Bailey would give priority to weapon upgrades, Qi Ya sternly rejected the other party's "good offer" and borrowed a rusty knife from the blacksmith shop.

When he returned home in the afternoon, he saw that the water tank in the kitchen was about to bottom out. Qi Ya hung the sword with the scabbard on his waist, replaced the Western sword scabbard that was not used for the time being, and then carried two wooden buckets. Run towards the water source in the back mountain.

After filling the water tank again, he walked back to the backyard and continued strength training while there was still some time before dinner.

The soul traveled into this world for 4 days and actually lived for 4 days.

Qi Ya began to have some understanding of this world. The most obvious thing he felt was that the energy floating in the air and food in this world was much higher than the world he originally lived in.

Therefore, unless they give up on themselves, as long as the people here are willing to work hard and have sufficient energy supply, their strength will increase significantly.

Secondly, compared with the food in the restaurant, he found that the real value of the dried meat stored in his cupboard was far less cheap than its taste.

Comparing its texture and meat quality, Sakia had reason to irresponsibly guess that it might be jerky made from Neptune meat.

The only one who can do this is his cheap father who has passed away.

But considering the time when his parents were shipwrecked, Swordsman Saki felt his stomach churn when he thought that this might be rotten carrion that had been stored for at least a year.

Given the poor medical and health standards on the island, even if the meat was cured and made into dried meat and left exposed to the air for a year, he felt that the probability that it could still be eaten was slim.

And even if he could still eat it, and it turned out that it was okay to eat it before, he was not willing to use the remaining dried meat in the cupboard as dinner.

Instead, he packed it up, went to the restaurant where he had eaten for lunch, walked to the back kitchen, found the cook with a standard bucket waist, and asked him what the jerky was.

As mentioned before, there are indeed several fierce women in Qishan Town who covet Qiya's appearance and body, and the cook Patricia is one of them.

Seeing no one around, Patricia's eyes almost glowed green as she stared straight at Qi Ya.

Swordsman Saki couldn't stand the look in his eyes, so he took out the dried meat from the bag and asked politely.

"Um"

Patricia rubbed her chin, which was filled with fat, and began to pretend to be deep in thought, but her eyes never left Sakia's body.

As a boy, Saki Kenshi doesn't mind being looked at by the opposite sex, but the female version of Pig Brother's face is really quite aggressive. The key point is that he is a little worried that the other person will forget his own after thinking for a long time. question.

Feeling a slight headache and holding his forehead, Qi Ya stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the other person's eyes.

After waiting for the other party to say "Huh?" and "Oh!" twice, he repeated his previous question.

"This, you have to taste it before you know it!" Patricia licked her thick lips and looked at Qi Yayi and pointed.

Swordsman Qi pretended to be dumbfounded and placed a bag of dried meat directly in front of the cook.

Patricia became resentful because of Qi Ya's incomprehensible charm. She tore off a large piece and put it into her mouth. After chewing it twice, she frowned and spat it into the trash can nearby.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ya asked worriedly.

"It's too unpalatable, and it's slightly spoiled. It should be the meat of the sea king species." Patricia walked to the water tank, scooped a spoonful of water and rinsed her mouth, and then said seriously.

""

There was no need for the cook to lie to him, which meant that he ate this spoiled meat for four days without knowing it.

At this moment, if the predecessor was still there, even he would want to go up and punch the other person, and then open the other person's head to see what was inside. What else would he do with the spoiled stuff? !

A person will experience countless scenes and produce countless memories in his life, but it is impossible to remember them all.

There are always some vague impressions, and some are profound. Obviously, the storage period of dried meat is an insignificant thing in the memory of the predecessor.

After finishing dinner in the restaurant, Qi Ya gave the dried meat in his hand to Alves who met him on the way, and the other party accepted it with tears of gratitude and fear.

After Qiya walked away, Alves hid the bag containing dried meat in his clothes, with a smile on his face, but in his heart he said with disdain:

"My master has troubled you, and you still give me dried meat to eat. Hey, you are really stupid."

Early the next morning, Qia Ya ran to the door of the blacksmith shop and happened to meet Yukna who opened the door and walked out.

The other party wore a neat ponytail today, her pretty face was red, and she wore a gray coarse short-sleeved upper body, a pair of knee-length tight shorts, and a pair of wooden clogs on her feet.

"Good morning, Sakiya-san!" Yukuna said with a bright smile.

"Good morning, Yukuna-san!" Sakia responded, and then asked, "Can we start practicing sword practice?"

Yukina waved the red sword in his hand in front of Sakiya, and said with excitement on his face: "I just saw you running over, so I came out. I can't wait to try your skills, Sakiya-san." Got it!"

"Where to go?" Qiya asked.

"There." Yukuna pointed to a beach not far away, and then said in a more serious tone:

"Asaki-san, please don't show mercy just because I'm a girl! That's not conducive to the growth of a female swordsman!!"

Qi Ya nodded when he heard this and said, "Of course I won't be merciful, but Senior Ma Long..."

Yukina said with a straight face: "Ignore him! If I am really unfortunate enough to be injured by you, I will say that I did it myself."

While the two were walking and talking, they had arrived at the beach that Yukna pointed out before.

Without any preamble, the two of them each drew their swords. After the sword blades touched, there was a sudden and intensive sound of metal collision.

After actual combat, Sakia could feel that Yukuna's swordsmanship was much better than his. Yukuna's smooth selection and conversion of various sword moves were far better than his.

After realizing this fact, Swordsman Saki was not worried but happy. While displaying his elementary swordsmanship wantonly, he turned into a sponge and crazily absorbed the experience accumulated by the opponent over the years.

On the other side, Yukina was also surprised by Sakia's swordsmanship.

She herself started practicing swordplay when she was 7 years old, and it has been almost ten years now. Her skills were acquired through hard work day by day.

It’s only in the past two years that we have accumulated a lot of experience and made rapid progress in strength.

And the Qi Ya in front of her is younger than herself, right?

As the fight lasted longer, Yukina felt more and more how gifted the young boy was. His sword skills actually gave her the feeling that he was becoming more mature all the time.

At first, the opponent would only respond with basic sword moves such as simple slashes, horizontal cuts, forward stabs, upward picks, downward lifts, and flat wipes.

Up to now, most of his only two sets of swordsmanship, Qian Shan and Yu Yan, have been secretly learned by the other party. The most recent one was the rudimentary form of Qian Shan.

When faced with latecomers, first movers will only have three reactions.

One is to strangle it with all your strength, until death;

The second is to let things happen and ignore them;

The third is to encourage, support and teach each other.

After experiencing the initial surprise, Yukuna began to become excited, excited that there was such an interesting opponent on White Sand Island.

Not only did the female swordsman have no intention of hiding her secrets, but she also used the two sword skills of Qian Shan and Yu Yan from time to time, fearing that the opponent would not be able to learn it. Instead, Qi Ya was embarrassed and embarrassed every time.Fupin Chinese