[comprehensive] wild sun

The sun shone unscrupulously, passing through layers of branches and leaves, and breaking into mottled and gorgeous pieces.The boy under the shade of the tree waved the tachi tightly in his hand, a fine layer of sweat oozed from his skin.

Panting, he raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck.

Ye Sun is not on the island most of the time, since he can start to lift the bamboo knife, she is only responsible for his three meals a day, and the rest of the time is always busy with other things.

Mihawk thought that when he became stronger, he could understand her and learn more.

Now he does not have the capital to rely on himself.

It's just...he hoped so much.

One day you can defeat this person, and you will be treated in a different light.

It's afternoon, the weather is hot, and the orangutans on the island will also go to find a place to escape the heat, and now he just doesn't want to fight the orangutans, so it's a good choice to practice swinging a sword.

After stopping, his body issued a warning of fatigue, so Mihawk had no choice but to insert Sakura Ten back into the scabbard.When he touched the scabbard, his movements paused slightly, and then he took out the parchment scroll that Ye Yan had given him before from his arms.

This is a treasure map. The treasure is somewhere in the great route, where the black sword night is hidden.

Mihawk has a hunch that he will have a new knife that will accompany him for a long time on his adventures.But when he thought of Ying Shi, he pursed his lips again, and put away the yellowed parchment.

Time flies too fast.

A year is so short, Mihawk has already passed his eighth birthday, and the time limit is coming to an end. He suddenly feels that the time he set for himself is not too short.

He returned to the castle and looked up at the calendar under the clock. There was another row behind the densely packed X, that is, a week.

In a week, no matter how the strength is improved, it will be difficult to reach the target height.Even if he can deal with a ship of pirates alone and defeat the baboon king on the island by himself...it's hard to imagine defeating Ye Zao.

That person is undefeated in his impression.

So when Ye Sun came back at night, Mihawk buried his head in cooking, always secretly observing Ye Sun from between his fingers, trying to find her weakness.

Ye Sun found out, but didn't speak.

The day finally came, Mihawk held Sakura Ten in both hands, put on a fighting posture, tensed every inch of his body, and looked at Ye Sun vigilantly in front of him.

It was a battle on the beach, with the waves crashing against the shore, passing by the heels of the two of them and receding from time to time.

He took a deep breath, and swept away with the blade, but was caught by Ye Sun with his hand.The pupils of the golden eyes shrank slightly, and the calloused hands tried to take back the blade, but the hand clenched even tighter.The sharp katana sliced ​​through the girl's flesh, revealing the bones, but the next moment hot steam came out of the wound.

The distance was too close, and Mihawk couldn't help coughing, and the high temperature made his cheeks flush.

"Why don't you use a knife?" Mihawk was a little confused.

Ye Sun knew that the battle he mentioned a year ago was a duel between knives.Mihawk also knew that she could understand, but her actions now puzzled him.

"...you can't beat me yet."

This sentence angered him.

He exerted force on his calf, and the Taidao broke free from the control of that hand, and then stabbed towards her throat, threatening to force her to use the dagger.He has feelings for Ye Sun, but he can't forgive her for denying this year's efforts so easily.

That tone of voice is an understatement.

With the blade gone, Ye Sun's hand has also healed.She clenched her hand into a fist and slammed it hard on the ground before the point of the knife pierced herself.

The whole island shook violently a few times, and yellow sand flew up along the coast.

Mihawk stopped his movements, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the next moment his movements were more than a little bit faster. The original stabbing movement changed to chopping, and he quickly jumped to her right side.Her right fist was still on the ground, so she couldn't catch the knife quickly.

Only at this moment did Ye Sun draw out his dagger.

The inverted cup of the dagger met the blade of the Taidao, and the friction made a "cracking" sound.

Ye Sun moved his left leg back and used his strength to push Mihawk out.This strength is not small, and the boy took more than ten steps back, at least to say the least.

"Do you know why I didn't use a knife just now?" Ye Sun asked softly.

"...I can't beat you yet," he replied, "but now."

He just went into a misunderstanding.

The girl's invincible appearance is indestructible, making it impossible for him to truly show his edge.

What needs to be defeated is not Ye Sun, but his own weakness that cannot face a strong enemy.

He pursed his lips, his golden eyes were clear and bright, sharp and sharp.

That's the excitement of a predator finding its prey.

Ye Yang raised his chin.

"Come."

The boy ejected, more swiftly and accurately than at first.He aimed for her vitals and the gaps she had exposed as she fought, even if the steam burned his fingers and ached, it only heightened his interest.

He is the flame.

The flame is always just hot.

Even though he understands that Ye Sun didn't use all his strength, he also understands that she is standing on the limit of his own steps, with his back to the top, stepping back step by step, so that he can move forward step by step and step onto a higher step.

Not teaching, not pampering, not belittling.

She chose the way that suits him best.

The battle continued from day to night, the girl's strength was liberated bit by bit, and the boy's movements became more and more powerful.

In the end, he collapsed on the ground out of breath, but his eyes were shining in the dark night.He was covered in tiny cuts and bleeding everywhere, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

Ye Sun carried Mihawk back home, and wiped his wound bit by bit with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol, but he didn't feel the pain from the wound, and stared at her with scorching eyes.

"I'm going to sea," he said.

"Ah."

"...Going to sea." He leaned forward, put his arms around Ye Sun's neck, and finally showed the exhaustion of a hard day, and yawned, "Will you be on the island tomorrow?"

"Well, I'll take you out to sea tomorrow." Ye Sun replied softly, and then put Mihawk in order to take the medicine, "I won't leave until you go out to sea."

Hearing this, Mihawk laughed, his eyes full of joy and hope.

"Mihawk looks so handsome when he smiles." Ye Sun squeezed Mihawk's cheek, "After going out to sea, he will be very popular no matter where he is, right?"

"...!!"

Mihawk immediately exploded, his original exhaustion dissipated, his face flushed, he slapped Ye Shan's hand away, grabbed Yingshi and ran out of the castle.

...The result was that I stumbled on the steps and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Sun: "...???" Old wounds are not easy to add new wounds...

White Fang: "..."

White Fang felt a little offended.

You didn't even call me handsome.

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