People in One Piece are so good-looking

"Why, why are you all looking so fierce? Are you not convinced?"

Ghost Spider grinned, "Can't you hear the truth? When I entered the recruit camp, I mastered the two-color Haki right after the first year. What about you? Hey, I'm really embarrassed by Teacher Zefa!"

The entire training ground was suddenly in an uproar.

"Hey, you guy!"

"What are you talking about, you bastard!"

The anger that had been building up for a long time was completely ignited by these words in an instant. Many recruits gathered around with ugly faces, surrounding the ghost spider sitting alone on the rock.

The person walking at the front was Xiliu.

The other generals and commanders on the side saw that Spider had caused everyone's anger and couldn't help but look at each other. Flying Squirrel also rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

——This guy has such a bad character. If I had known this, I shouldn't have brought him to visit Teacher Zefa today.

"You'd better take back what you just said."

Xi Liu held a cigarette in his mouth and stared at Ghost Spider with cold eyes, "Although you claim to be Teacher Zefa's disciple, but based on your attitude, it's better to shut up and leave. You are not welcome in the elite camp."

"Sorry, this..."

The flying squirrel spoke apologetically and was about to ease the atmosphere, but the ghost spider next to him stretched out his hand to interrupt him, stood up with a cigar in his mouth.

"That's such a loud tone, kid. Why, do you think that as a senior, I am not qualified to give advice and comment?"

He blew out a puff of smoke towards Shiliu and sneered:

"Since you want to stand out, then show some real skills and let me see if your new recruits are qualified to be Teacher Zefa's disciples!"

Ghost Spider has always had a bad temper, but unfortunately Shiliu is not an easy person to deal with either.

He lowered his head to look down at the Ghost Spider, who was half shorter than himself, and said coldly: "Whether we are qualified to be Teacher Zefa's disciples or not, it's not the turn of guys like you... to judge, right?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You are a swordsman, right?"

The height disadvantage made Ghost Spider a little unhappy, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum. He glanced at the sword on Shiliu's waist and said with amusement:

"I happen to be a swordsman too. How about a duel between swordsmen and let me see your strength!"

Before Xiliu could answer, he held his cigarette in his mouth again and added with a smile:

"Of course, I won't ask you, a recruit who has not yet graduated, to defeat me. As long as you can hurt my body with a sword and leave bloody scars, I will reluctantly recognize your strength and take back what I said before. Sample?"

Xi Liu did not respond, but still looked down at him coldly.

"Are you afraid?" Ghost Spider raised his eyebrows, "How about I put some more water in and promise not to be domineering throughout the whole process, now..."

"No need."

Shiliu flicked out the cigarette butt, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said indifferently: "In a duel between swordsmen, there is no need to hold back. Just draw your sword, and I will naturally shut you up and take back what you just said."

"Very good, this temper suits me."

Ghost Spider stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, and also put out the cigarette butt, then drew out his sword, waved to the crowd blocking the front, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing in the way? Move back and make some room. A bunch of brats who have never seen the world. They don't respect their seniors. They don't even have any eyesight?"

What responded to him was a look of anger.

…………

Huge training ground, southeast corner.

In front of the wall covered with thick iron sheets, Nuo Xia held two swords in his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be concentrating. An invisible momentum gathered around his body.

The next moment.

He suddenly opened his eyes, shouted low, and unleashed all the momentum that had been brewing for a long time. At a speed that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, he suddenly slashed out a sword towards the iron wall in front of him!

Buzz!

The two swords fell together, and two almost transparent invisible sword energies roared out, crossed each other, and hit the iron wall, leaving a cross-shaped scar more than one meter deep.

"The destructive power is pretty good."

He came to the iron wall, looked up and down, and showed a satisfied smile, "Now, as long as I can concentrate and give a few seconds of brewing time, I can basically cut out the sword energy 100%."

This is actually half a foot into the realm of swordsman.

However, in actual combat, there will definitely not be that much time for people to calm down and maintain this state at all times.

Nuo Xia knows that he still needs to continue to practice hard for a while, when will he be able to slash sword energy at will, and when will he truly be worthy of the title of swordsman.

"There's also the aspect of armed color."

Nuo Xia turned his gaze again to the sword blade on his right.

As the thoughts condensed, the lingering black mist wrapped around the sword, giving the blood-red sword of Azakana a more awe-inspiring aura.

After practicing hard all morning, after successfully learning the weapon color in the past few days, he went a step further and was able to wrap the weapon color around the blade of the sword to cut out the sword energy mixed with the thin weapon color.

In terms of power, perhaps because the strength of his weapon color is not high enough, the increase is not large, but being able to achieve this step already represents that he has made great progress in swordsmanship.

At least when facing people with natural abilities, they are no longer as helpless as before, and they don't even need to get close. They can hurt the opponent through this long-range method.

"Disperse."

Nuo Xia whispered in her heart, and the faint dark aura wrapped around the sword blade instantly dissipated without a trace.

Gathering and dispersing as he pleases is also a sign of his progress in mastering the weapon colors.

"I guess it will be time for lunch soon. It's almost time to take a rest."

Nuo Xia looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging high in the center of his head. So he put away his sword and walked towards the other end of the training ground, opening the system panel with his mind.

[Name: Romanov Norsha]

[Age: 19 years old]

【Strength: 19】

[Agility: 19]

【Endurance: 19】

[Intelligence: 8]

[Charm: 12]

[Current points: 139401]

[Skills: Double-sword swordsmanship (beginner level), Six Styles (intermediate level), firearm shooting (advanced level), combat fighting (beginner level), self-discipline (master level), toothy smile (talent skill), painting (advanced level), rough skin Thick meat (intermediate)]

…

Other attributes haven't changed much, but endurance, inexplicably, has increased a little during these days of hard training.

"It seems that my physique is even more abnormal than I thought..."

He scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and decided to spend some of the points he had on hand to directly increase his endurance to the next stage, which was "21" points.

This can not only further increase his physical limit, allowing him to maintain higher efficiency in practice, but also reserve sufficient points to avoid the situation of expensive props that he cannot afford.

His eyes moved down and landed on the "+" symbol behind the endurance value.

[You have consumed 20,000 points, and your endurance attribute +1]

[You have consumed 20,000 points, and your endurance attribute +1]

A total of 40,000 points were spent like water in an instant. Nuo Xia, who had gradually become accustomed to lavish spending, didn't feel much about it.

"Including the little increase I've made, my current physical limit has probably doubled compared to last week."

Feeling the seemingly inexhaustible energy all over his body, and looking at the endurance attribute that turned into "21", Nuo Xia couldn't help but grin.

"It seems that sleeping for three days is nothing. In the future, if I insist on practicing hard for a week and then rest for one night, it will be no problem."

Now, in terms of endurance, not to mention the elite battalion, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the entire navy headquarters who can compare with myself, right?

He was in a happy mood, and before he knew it, he had walked most of the distance and arrived at the other half of the training ground.

At this time, Nuo Xia noticed that the training ground here was actually empty. Almost all the recruits were gathered on the roadside with their backs to him, as if they were watching something.

Faintly, some excited shouts and cheers could be heard.

"Hey, Shiliu, come on!"

"Hold on, you must hold on, don't let this guy underestimate you!"

"Don't fight him head-on, try to cut him in the middle!"

…

What's happening here?

Is Xiliu dueling with others?

Nuo Xia was startled for a moment, and then her expression turned strange.

This seems to be...a first of its kind, right?

With his gloomy face and his withdrawn personality that usually ignores others, Ikiru used to play a "villain" in duels with others in the eyes of onlookers.

What happened this time? There were so many people standing on his side.

Is it possible that there is someone in the Navy headquarters who is even less charming than Shiryu?

First update, I went out to watch a movie with my ex-girlfriend, and came back to code the second update~