Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 184, embarrassing
Today's news made Mosa recall an experience when he was on the Clayton ship.

"Mr. Clayton, must he be a great swordsman if he can divide and slash?" Mosa asked curiously.

Clayton, who had just sent his subordinates away and closed the office door, immediately returned to a rogue look, pinched Mosa's face and asked back: "Stupid boy, why are you asking this question?"

"Because when I meet a swordsman enemy or something that requires me to make a decision, I have to judge whether the opponent is a great swordsman! The other party will not directly write the words 'I am a great swordsman' on his face. I At most, by feeling the opponent's breath, we can guess that the opponent may have good swordsmanship."

"Hahahahahaha." Clayton laughed hard.

Mosa: .
"Little Mosa, you are really, really interesting." Clayton smiled and patted Mosa's head.

"Mr. Clayton, I don't think the elders say 'interesting' to the younger is a good word, especially on this occasion."

"Okay, okay, just as boring as your father." Clayton raised his hands in surrender.

"Listen well, Mosa, don't be misled by the example I gave you earlier for you to understand, being able to divide the slashes as you like - it's just one of the external appearances of the realm of the great swordsman." Ke Layton carefully guided Mo Sa. Although he felt unreliable after getting acquainted with him, as a great swordsman, he is still reliable in the way of swordsmanship...

"In fact, many people can do it if it's just splitting and slashing. For example, some special kendos who are good at this can easily do it."

"Although there are still differences in style after kendo practice reaches the level of a great swordsman, it can be regarded as the same goal in terms of realm, but in the early stage of practice, the huge differences between different kendos are still very interesting."

"For example, after breaking through the bottleneck of cutting iron, some swordsmen will work hard to dig out their own realm in order to advance to the big swordsman. Some people are better at this when they break through the realm of cutting iron, so some swordsmen are here. In a moment, I learned to differentiate and slash."

"Another example is those powerful swordsmen who have barely touched the realm of a great swordsman. They can already do a lot of swordsmanship that can only be used by a great swordsman to a certain extent, so it is not a problem to achieve splitting and slashing."

"So, Mosa, remember not to be fooled by appearances."

"You have to see the fundamentals—" As he spoke, Clayton raised his head stinkingly, and his silver-white hair fluttered.

"This realm is the perfect control of the way of the sword, a qualitative leap beyond the ordinary way of the sword! It is the highest stage and level of the way of the sword!"

"A great swordsman can't be called a great swordsman just by learning a few special sword skills!"

Thinking of this, Mo Sa breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with relief—it turned out that he was not a great swordsman.

The cuts just now are obviously signs that the opponent's control over the slash is seriously insufficient. Judging by the strength of the slash, the opponent should be a swordsman.

So even if the option of "swordsman practicing special swordsmanship" is excluded, the man in the bamboo hat is at best - a 'sword hero' who barely touched this realm!
It's amazing though.But, if there is no breakthrough, there is no breakthrough. Although looking at flowers in a fog is better than a white fog, there is a limit.

After all, it is still at the same level, even if it is not easy to deal with it, it is just not easy!

In this case,

At least it's okay to fight and escape
Don't look at the grandeur and majesty mentioned earlier, but you still have to be a little bit more!

After careful consideration, Mosa finally made up his mind to follow.

On the one hand, it is because for Mo Sa, seeking death is naturally not seeking death.

But if the gap is not too big, someone will show his hand, and in the end he will be scared away casually
That would be too embarrassing, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart!
I, Mosa, can't bear this grievance!
On the other hand, Mosa's "heart" is urging him. Maybe it's because people in this world really have an adventurous gene in their bones, and Mosa can't avoid it, driven by this irrational but handsome enough emotion with.

So, the young man who discovered the strange appearance of the lizard on the other side had just recovered from the shock and wanted to express his emotions excitedly, but the performance was interrupted by a sudden voice.

A nice voice sounded, and Makarich said that the voice was really nice!

".Only cut off the part of the claw tip that can grow again. As long as the opponent hibernates for a period of time, it can continue to survive as usual, and even during the hibernation period, it will not be easily killed due to its huge size. Tsk tsk tsk. Thoughtful."

"Who!" The boy looked around with his eyes wide open like a cat whose fur had exploded.

"Who am I?" Mo Sa was originally planning to communicate with this man who was suspected of being a swordsman, but Mo Sa couldn't help but want to have a little fun when he met such an interesting young man.

"Listen up, stupid reptile! My name is Deathwing, the Destroyer of Destiny, the terminator of all things, unstoppable, irreversible, and I am the Cataclysm!" Accompanied by Mosa's hoarse voice was Suddenly there was a deafening and huge roar, and not far away, a huge tornado reached the ground!
Although this passage is very embarrassing to say, but I have to say
so cool!!!
Anyway, Blizzard didn't come to collect protection fees from me! It's totally worth it!
╮(﹀﹀﹀)╭
Ah bah, it's copyright fees!
Just when Mo Sa was very proud of his secondary school and was looking forward to the surprise and admiration of the boy opposite him.

"Who is your Excellency?" It seems that this momentary words copied by Mosa caused extreme discomfort to the master Mosa wanted to communicate with.

Although the man was very calm, his left hand was shining with silver light - the knife was out of its sheath!
"Okay, I was joking with this kid just now, let me introduce myself again." Mosa, who didn't want to fight casually because of the failure of pretending to be AC, decisively gave up the idea of ​​continuing to do things in his heart, and introduced himself from the heart .

"I'm the deputy chief of the Naval Branch in Alabasta, Mosa of Sand, the rank of colonel." Mosa put away the huge saloon scroll that was ostentatious and completely fake, and turned himself into a yellow sand soldier more than three meters high, turning himself Hidden inside the sandman, it slowly drilled out on the ground in front of the man.

"Swordsman, Ben. He is my nephew, Makarich." The man slightly looked up at the yellow sand soldier who was Mosa's incarnation.

The two sides began to confront each other like this.

10 minute later.

The yellow sand began to roll around, and the sword intent also began to condense.

Mosa felt a little out of play.

Originally, I was just planning to make a joke, but if a fight really started...

That would be embarrassing!
(End of this chapter)