Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

After finishing the sword practice, Qi Ya ran non-stop towards home. On the way, he passed Patricia's restaurant and bought a large bag of breakfast wrapped in paper.

When they got closer to the house, they saw April waiting at the door with her chin propped up.

The other party is still dressed in the same cool outfit as yesterday. The only difference is that on the top of his head, there is a small yellow flower on his long black and smooth hair.

Hearing the noise, the little evil girl moved her eyes from the ground to the air, and her eyes met. Qi Ya said with a natural expression:

"April, good morning!"

"Yeah, good morning to you too!" The little evil girl responded with a smile in a good mood, then wiggled her nose and turned her eyes to the breakfast in Qi Ya's hand.

She blinked and looked at him, and then from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally, she brought the little yellow flower on her head to Saki Swordsman.

Qi Ya probably guessed what the little girl was thinking. He took out a meat-filled flour product from the paper bag and handed it to April's moist and tender lips. Then he pretended to have inadvertently discovered the small yellow flower on the other person's head, holding it in hand and praising her. After a while.

The little evil girl was content to watch Qi Qia practice swordplay on the wooden porch next to the backyard for the entire morning, and then left voluntarily.

From then on, Sakia ate all three of his daily meals in restaurants.

When I woke up in the morning, I first ran to the beach to practice swordsmanship with Yukina for about half an hour, then finished breakfast and improved my proficiency all morning under the watchful eyes of April.

After finishing lunch, he read through the various books left by Albert for the first half hour, and then performed arm and leg strength training.

In the evening, after finishing dinner, it was a monotonous but effective process of brushing up on proficiency.

It took him about 3 days to reach the full proficiency level in basic swordsmanship. The proficiency level required for primary swordsmanship is * 10, which means that it would take almost 030 days to reach the full proficiency level.

It's just that after the basic swordsmanship was upgraded to the primary swordsmanship, his sword shooting speed was much faster, so the actual time required was probably less than 0 days.

Amidst such anticipation, time came to the ninth day after the Soul Transmutation.

On this day, after Qiya's daily sword practice with Yukuna, Yukuna, who was covered in sweat, stopped Qiya and told him that today it was his turn to start tempering the sword again.

Just like most families who hire decoration workers to decorate their houses, in order to prevent the workers from cheating and cheating, they will arrange for a family member to keep an eye on them at all times.

Qi Ya decisively chose to go to supervise the work, even though he could only watch the fun.

After having a meal of seafood fried rice for breakfast, the three of them went to the workshop behind the shop.

It was estimated that one of Senior Ma Long and Sister Yukina was a Virgo. The original impression was that the workroom should be a mess, but what appeared in front of Sakia's eyes was that everything was spotless and arranged in order.

This made Qi Ya, who had always neglected cleaning, feel ashamed. For a moment, he wanted to invite these two people to live in his home.

But it was only at that moment that I had this idea. If I really put it into practice, the little evil girl who already regarded the two-story building as her own courtyard but also neglected to clean it would definitely go crazy.

Turning on the fire and pulling the bellows, as the temperature in the furnace continued to rise, Ma Long began to ask about Kia's requirements.

Qi Ya asked: "Do I need to add more Baileys if I make additional requests?"

Malone replied: "Yes."

Then Qi Ya stopped asking.

Malone walked away with an expression of regret for losing 100 million Baileys and went about his own business.

Qi Ya saw him take out his Western sword from the sword barrel, and then cut open the animal skin wrapped around the hilt, leaving only a steel frame.

Then, Ma Long placed the sword in the pre-made mold and sent it into the high-temperature furnace. When he took it out, all the contents had turned into liquid. Ma Long skillfully took out the powder from the small box on the side and sprinkled it from the tip to the sword. handle.

After doing this, he immediately closed the mold again and put it in the high-temperature furnace for baking.

After ten seconds passed, Ma Long took it out and put it into the cooling water tank behind him.

After the stabbing sounds disappeared, and after waiting for almost three minutes, Ma Long took out the Western sword with a jet black color from the mold.

Start the cycle of red-heating, beating, cooling, red-heating again, beating again, and cooling again.

After working on it until noon, it was finally done. The final work of sewing the leather on the hilt was left to Yukuna.

Seeing that it was late, Qi Ya shamelessly had a meal here. During this time, Ma Long's old face covered with stubble was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.

The next day, after Swordsman Qi had delivered the required 50 beli in full, Ma Long put on a bright smile and kept asking whether the sword was used smoothly and what the name of the sword was.

Qi Ya did not answer the other party's question first, but turned to ask: "Senior Ma Long, I heard from the book that there are three types of swords: the supreme sword, the great sword and the good sword. I don't know what the sword I have now is. level?"

"Good sharp knife, right?" Ma Long said uncertainly.

After being embarrassed for a while, he began to laugh pretentiously and boldly, and then said in the tone of an experienced person:

"Young man, the achievement of a swordsman does not depend on how strong the sword is in his hand! The most important thing is to rely on one's own hard work and hard work!!"

Qi Ya was not moved at all, and said with a dark face:

"Senior, are you hacking me, Pele?"

In the end, the honest Ma Long returned 5 Baileys to Qiya, just because he didn't know what the Supreme Knife, the Great Knife, and the Good Knife were.

Before leaving, Qi Ya told Ma Long that the new sword was named "Garcia". As for the reason, Qi Ya himself kept silent.

The days progressed smoothly until three months later, on the eve of the election of the town chief.

With the systematic and subtle transformation of his physique, Qi Ya's strength growth showed a steady upward trend in these three months.

It seems that as long as you insist on daily practice, there is no ceiling.

That afternoon, he followed the fisherman Scott and his eldest son Colin back to the dock in Qishan Town with a six to seven meter long strip of sea fish. After Bailey's cargo was cleared, the Qi swordsman dragged the fish A sea fish weighing five to six hundred kilograms came to the cook Patricia's restaurant.

Let the other party use an exclusive secret formula or a special complicated process to convert it into dried meat that is easy to store.

As his strength improved, Qi Ya found that his appetite also began to increase, and now, he can eat up Patricia's restaurant in one meal alone.

The considerable wealth left by his parents has been exhausted in the face of such a terrifying appetite. Recently, he can often hear April saying in a worried tone:

"If you continue to eat like this, our little family will be depleted."

And Patricia, who has always coveted Qiya's body, has recently added a look of awe to her pure covetous gaze for the first time in recent times.

But I never dare to say the words "I'll open a restaurant to support you" that I often say.

Swordsman Saki, Swordsman Saki is quite satisfied with the current situation.

He only needs to wait until tomorrow to win the position of clan leader, and then use his power to get a medium-sized sailboat for personal gain. Then he can go out to sea and see the magnificent world outside!

Part of the sea fish meat was made into three large plates by Patricia, which were piled like a mountain of delicacies.

Then they all fell into Qiya's belly. By the time they walked out of the cook's restaurant, most of the sun had set in the sky.

Arriving at the square in the town, five or six townspeople were already busy lighting torches around the square. Groups of Tingting girls came here one after another, accompanied by bursts of crisp laughter.

Qi Ya found it interesting, so he found a secluded corner to enjoy the gatherings that took place every night on the island.

The nerves that have been tense for more than three months, coupled with the body running like a machine, reminded him that he must have a proper balance between work and rest.

Before the event started, Qi Ya looked at his current panel information:

Name: Qiya

Level: Swordsman

Life: 4

Constitution: 51

Source energy: 1

Power: 100

Agility: 96

Mission points: 51

Possess skills:

Intermediate swordsmanship 35100/1000000

Except for source energy and mission points, other values ​​have increased to varying degrees.

Among them, the two attributes of strength and agility basically increase by 1 point per day. The life attribute increases the slowest, followed by the constitution.

Regarding the improvement of the latter two items, he had made conjectures. Perhaps when he had the opportunity to learn skills that affected himself such as "Iron Block" and "Life Return", the increase in these two values ​​might become considerable.

It's just that both of these are secrets kept by the World Government, and they won't be available for a while.

In addition, the system is not diligent in releasing tasks, and it is unrealistic to achieve rapid growth in life and physical fitness through exchange.

This really made him feel quite numb.

His thoughts were interrupted by a burst of cheerful singing in the square. Saki Kenhao decided not to think about these troubles and instead began to watch the activities at the start as a spectator.

The outside was already filled with townspeople who had come in time. The square was brightly lit by huge torches. Further inside, there were a group of young men and women singing and dancing.

The man only wore a grass skirt around his lower body;

The woman wears an emerald green crown made of woven rattan, a simple gray cloth bra around her chest, revealing a flat and tight belly, and a gray cloth skirt that covers half of her thighs, entire calf and ankles. exposed to air.

The young men and women went further inside and saw a human-shaped stone statue five to six meters high.

It is said that the prototype of the stone statue is named Emerson Aaron. He was an outstanding figure who appeared in the town a long time ago and was also the strongest creature on the island at that time.

That man's name is still engraved on the base of the stone statue, and he is regarded as a patron saint by the townspeople throughout the island.

It is precisely because of the existence of Emerson Aaron that the Emerson lineage has held the position of clan leader in the town for almost all generations, with a few exceptions fleeting like meteors passing through the sky.

In fact, the patriarch's power goes far beyond simply controlling the more than 1 people in Qishan Town.

In the case of the limited checking and balancing ability of the clan elders, the clan leader here can even do whatever he wants as long as he grasps the scale appropriately.

The simple townspeople just want to fill their bellies and support their families.

After watching the activities in the field for a while, Qi Ya planned to return home, continue to brush up his proficiency level of about 1000, and then go to sleep.

They happened to meet a man and a woman who were tired of each other and were walking towards the square.

The man seemed to be an honest man, about 1.7 meters tall, with dark skin, short hair, and a striking "一" scar on his forehead. He was dressed plainly, with a chubby round face and a nose.

The woman's figure has become plumper, and she looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old. Her hair is tied up, and her skin is still the color of chocolate.

It was Spark and Hannah.

The loyal girl is afraid of being entangled, so Hannah chose to marry Sparky a month ago, and the two are still in the honeymoon period.

"Congratulations, cousin Hannah!" Qi Ya greeted warmly.

Just as Hannah was about to speak, Spark jumped in and said, "Haha, there's nothing to congratulate, but you, Brother Qia, should hurry up!"

While talking, he intentionally or unintentionally hid Hannah behind him.

Hannah glanced at her husband angrily, then smiled and nodded at Qiya.

Regarding the fact that someone could be urged to get married even at the age of 16, Qi Ya cursed in his heart, then made up a random reason and walked away, giving time back to the couple.

Walking back to his backyard, Qi Ya was about to take out the sword from his waist to practice swordsmanship, when the long-lost mechanical sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Ding triggers the mission: 10000 push-ups challenge."

"Mission introduction: Long-term strength training is only for this moment. Now, you need to do 3 push-ups within 10000 hours! If the mission is successful, you will receive 50 mission points. If the mission fails, you will be weak for three days."

As soon as the voice fell, a series of eye-catching timing data appeared on his retina.

3小时共计180分钟10800秒，平均1秒做1个吗？

With these thoughts running through his mind quickly, Qi Ya cursed secretly in his heart, and without hesitation, he leaned over, propped himself on the soft grass, and began to do push-ups with all his strength.

Tomorrow is the time for the clan leader election, which is directly related to whether he can have a reliable enough ship to sail smoothly.

He didn't know what the concept of "weakness" meant by the system was, and he had no intention of trying it at this critical juncture.

So I had no choice but to curse secretly in my mind while frantically squeezing the energy in my body.

Qi Ya was doing push-ups as fast as the wind, and the number of completed push-ups in the lower right corner of his field of vision was temporarily increasing much faster than the passage of time.

Just as he was breathing a little sigh of relief, there was a continuous rain in the house. With a loud clicking sound, the heavy rain fell like a shower, and the blow was still painful on his body.

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Taking a deep breath, Qi Ya raced against time to move the push-up venue to the nearby wooden corridor. He ignored his wet clothes and continued to do push-ups.

397!

398!

399!

4156!

4157!

The further time went by, the more Qi Ya felt that his arms might become useless.

But giving up now would be equivalent to wasting all his previous efforts, and he was already half-dead from exhaustion. He didn't want to do such a loss-making business.

Time is still passing by minute by minute, but Qi Ya feels like he is in purgatory, and his days are like years.

When he completed 9000 push-ups, there were 0 minutes and 100 seconds left.

If the starting speed is used as a reference, he can easily complete 100 push-ups in these 1000 seconds.You even have time to tidy up your appearance and drink a cup of hot tea in the remaining time.

But now he only feels powerless. Being able to complete 10 in these 500 minutes is already the limit of his current physical condition. The remaining 500 is a huge challenge.

There was a moment when I wanted to give up and just go to sleep regardless.

The idea just popped up for a moment, and then was suppressed back to the deepest part of my heart by Qi Ya's rich experience of self-criticism.

It is impossible to give up, not in this life!

Qi Jianhao was furious in his heart while thinking of a solution.

He had always suspected that the "source energy" column on his panel information was something similar to mana in the game.So, can this bit of source energy act on the body and restore it to part of its state?

In line with the psychology of treating a dead horse as a living horse, Qi Ya began to try to use this bit of source energy while doing push-ups.

Then, as expected, there was no reaction at all.

The last hope was shattered, and seeing that he was about to fail, he began to try to explode the last physical energy of his body until it was squeezed clean.

With the last 5 minutes and 300 seconds left, Qi Ya squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body as he wished, and did 61 push-ups again, and then lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog. Only the sound of loud breathing like a broken bellows could be heard. out.

At this time, the hateful system mechanical sound sounded again:

"It has been detected that the host has entered a de-energized state. Do you want to activate the reserve energy?" Fupin Chinese