Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 129, Great Swordsman
Mosa watched in horror as the blade lingering in the breath of death was getting closer and closer to his fair neck.

At this moment, he seemed to see the Grim Reaper in a black robe standing behind him with a sneering smile, and the sharp blade of the huge scythe rested lightly on his neck!

The tingling pain in the skin caused the adrenaline to be secreted crazily, and the saliva accumulated but dared not swallow it, lest the Adam's apple wriggled and accidentally touched the cold blade...

At this moment, it has nothing to do with strength or courage, it's the awe of force majeure born of biological instinct, and the thirst for life!

Mosa's instinct further prompted him to close his eyes, and his brain subconsciously refused to continue accepting this terrifying scene
But Mosa held back his eyelids tightly!

If we could use the excuses of "too late" and "instinct" to cover up...

So at this moment, if I shrink back like this——that would be real timidity!

I have already promised Father Zefa, let go of big words in front of Father Zefa, and swore to myself under the starry sky—I will no longer be cowardly, and abandon life and death!
How can you just lower your head here and choose to escape!

Maybe I was still confused from time to time before, maybe I have been confused by the existence of this world, and even now I don’t know what my future will be like
But I believe that I can really change this bad world!Even just a little bit!

How could I easily lose here casually!

That's too—a shame!
Mosa, who couldn't move his body, and couldn't even turn into elements, widened his eyes, and his bloodshot eyes fixedly stared at the blade that was getting closer and closer to the breath of death.

However, Clayton said: If a strong will is useful, then why did he practice so hard for so many years? !

In the next instant, Clayton's blade passed Mosa's neck!

Outside the mighty headquarters warship, a huge abyss of unknown length and bottomless depth suddenly opened in the pitch-black sea. The abyss is dark and shocking!

Looking to the side of the abyss, you can still vaguely see a large group of aquatic creatures desperately fleeing!
The majestic headquarters warship was suddenly in chaos.
It took a long time for the "Abyss" to calm down slowly. A large amount of blood suddenly appeared in the sea area near the warship. One end was cut in half, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror. After slowly floating up, the sailors on the ship started to get busy again, busy salvaging their "military rations" and "extra meals".

On the top floor of the warship, in Clayton's office.

Quiet.

Clayton retracted the black knife gracefully and aesthetically like a great nobleman with a long history, Mosa's body trembled.

click.

The scabbard is closed.

Mosa fell straight forward.

……

砰

"Stop pretending, hurry up and feel the sword!" Clayton slammed Mosa on the head!
At this moment, Clayton returned to his lazy look, looking at Mosa who was not damaged at all, but was "a little" frightened.

Mosa himself didn't think he was just a little frightened, he touched his neck in shock, his Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and the part under his neck can still feel the sharp pain just now. breath and fear.

"I'm sure it just hit my neck! Even the blade passed my neck and delivered a powerful slash"

Mosa still had a lot to say that he didn't dare to say...

In the attack just now, Mosa did not dodge and then come back to cover up, Clayton did not avoid him, and even the blade did not blur when it touched Mosa. So how could it be possible to "cut" I killed but didn't hurt me?
Mosa confirmed that he was not injured and then quickly recovered. Even though his strength is indeed far behind Creighton, he is still clear about the mastery of his body and whether he is injured or not. of!
He was a little broken, even with the existence of devil fruit, no one was so confused...

Countless thoughts flooded his mind.

...It was a metal knife just now!

It is one of the twelve supreme sharp knives!

It is a substance that exists as an entity, and it is an exclusive existence!

It is not the same as the field of knowledge, color and domineering, and the same space node can exist side by side!

How is this possible... this is impossible!
How could the knife cut through my neck without hurting me? !

Judging from the small amount of physics knowledge left over from his previous life, it doesn't make sense anyway, it's unscientific!
Clayton laughed, feeling a sense of accomplishment in shocking the brat into a gag.

"This is the great swordsman, this is 'do whatever you want'. It is useless to rely on teaching in this realm, you can only experience it yourself! No great swordsman can 'teach' another great swordsman through the method of 'teaching' !"

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silence.

After slowly recovering his sanity, Mo Sa really felt more interesting about the swordsmanship in this world!
Although Mo Sa has been trying hard to accept the "magic" of this world, Nei Li has been insisting on some basic concepts of the previous life, and trying to find a balance point so that he will not collapse the cognitive world.

Originally, this job had taken shape as Mosa got older.

But now, Mosa seems to have discovered a "magical" place in this world. The desire to explore makes Mosa's interest in kendo skyrocket!

In the following time, Mosa listened carefully, memorized, and understood every word Creighton said, not daring to relax at all—the opportunity for the great swordsman to teach him everything is precious enough to make the swordsman They gave their lives to fight for it.

From Mosa's point of view, Clayton at this moment is as solemn as a sage who is going to preach.

"In the practice of swordsmanship, it is amazing that our countless swordsmen practice all kinds of swordsmanship with different emphases, such as being calm and peaceful, or sinister and secretive, or opening and closing, etc., but in the end they all come together in similar ways. He broke through a similar realm in terms of swordsmanship, and became a famous 'sword master'!
In the follow-up practice of persevering and escaping from death, he touched and broke through to the same realm, becoming a 'great swordsman' standing on the top of the world!
And the road behind no one knows!But every great swordsman is trying his best to embark on a new path, including me naturally!This is what we have spent our whole lives pursuing, a path beyond our own! "

At this moment, Clayton didn't escape any more, and his whole body was filled with the brilliance of a seeker who never regrets a hundred deaths!

Mosa subconsciously straightened his back—this is the great swordsman Clayton I will follow!

Just a great swordsman, not a lieutenant general!

(End of this chapter)