The Stable Navy in Pirates

Chapter 30 The powerful secret?

"Hey, Kebi, have you heard? There is a monster in the new navy." Bellumebo put his hand to his mouth and whispered.

"Huh? Really? Who is it?" Kirby asked in surprise.

During this period of time, he had been training and didn't know much about the things in the barracks.

Bellumebo quietly pointed to the team that had just entered the elite class, and said, "That's the one, did you see that, that black-haired, powerless man."

"I heard that when he was training, he never exhausted himself. Even the gymnastics training was solved with just two moves."

Kebi quickly looked over, because Joey's height is not particularly outstanding, only 1.8 meters [-], and he exudes a lazy temperament.

"Is that him? If there is a chance, I really want to fight with him..." Kebi whispered.

Joey stood among the navy with lazy eyes and his hands in his trouser pockets.

Although it was requested by him, this kind of training method is too outdated.

push ups?
I have long since quit.

"You are all the seeds of the navy, the hope of the navy..."

The officer stood in front of them, his hands dropped naturally, and he said solemnly.

No matter where or in what world, this kind of spirit inspires employees.

The template for drawing big cakes for employees has been tried and tested.

Sailors were so excited by the officers, they wished they could immediately devote themselves to the cause of eradicating pirates and maintaining world peace.

Joey looked at the officer and complained in his heart: "If you have this time, why don't you give me more salary."

"You pay me a salary of one billion a month. If you want me to kill anyone, I'll kill anyone. I'm absolutely unambiguous. If you frown your eyebrows, it's considered that my eyebrows haven't been shaved clean."

"What? You want me to kill the Four Emperors? Well...it's not impossible, you have to pay more."

Of course, this kind of thing is impossible, he was just joking.

Even the admiral's monthly salary is only about 500 million Baileys.

It is not much different from the 100 million Bailey salary of my little captain.

General, you have to catch a lot of pirates to ascend to the strongest throne.

Too much trouble…

Besides, the current him can only be an armed domineering and knowledgeable domineering.

He is not very proficient in swordsmanship or something.

The summary is one sentence, the strength is too weak.

Yazi can only live by bullying little pirates and earning money from little gangsters.

Well, just sauce.

At night, on an unmanned playground.

Rossi looked at Joey seriously, his muscles tensed, and said, "Joy, I want to see the gap between us."

"Oh." Joey replied indifferently.

Attitude is like a scumbag.

"Oh?" Rossi gritted his teeth suddenly, "I'm going to start."

boom…

Rossi held his stomach and lost, he didn't even see Joey's figure clearly.

"It's over, it's time to go back to sleep." Joey stretched.

Rossi got up from the ground and asked with serious eyes: "Captain Joey, can you tell me the secret of your becoming so powerful."

"The secret..." Joey scratched his head and recalled: "Smok more, paddle more, and try not to partner with idiots at work."

"Captain Joey!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally told you the secret of health preservation." Joey's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "Listen up, Rosie."

"Practice on time at eight o'clock every night, chopping in the sea for five hours, drawing a knife for five hours."

"When you feel that chopping the sea is not enough, dive into the sea and transform the target into an island."

"Five hours for splitting the island and five hours for drawing the knife. During this period, there will definitely be fish coming to disturb your cultivation. Don't let it go."

After saying that, Joey lit a cigarette and seemed to see his lost youth.

He patted the already petrified Rossi, and said, "Whenever you are able to slash hundreds of meters long in the deep sea, you will become like me."

"Rosie, I like you."

"Is this kind of cultivation method...really?" Rossi couldn't believe it.

This level of cultivation is no longer within the reach of human beings.

Joey suddenly smiled and said, "Of course it's fake."

Hearing this, Rossi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, how can humans do this to this extent.

"How could it be possible for human beings to practice continuously on the bottom of the sea for ten hours, so you have to surface every once in a while to take a breath."

???

Is there any difference between what you said and what you didn't say?

"Captain Joey, stop joking with me, please teach me seriously." Rossi bowed and said seriously.

Joey looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while.

Tell him the truth, he doesn't believe it yet.

"Okay, okay, who made me so soft-hearted." Joey said helplessly, "Fight with me and grow up in the battle."

"Yes!" Rossi said happily.

This is how a normal human being cultivates.

"Joy, I'm coming."

Rossi had a serious face, stepping forward and backward, with both hands clenched into fists and the other turned into palms.

Joey took the saber, took it off, put it aside...

Snapped…

Rossi's attack was blocked by Joey raising his hand.

"Your skills are too rough, like a punk..."

Joey calmly analyzed while resisting Rossi's attack.

"Recall the fighting skills taught by officers today, and incorporate them into your own."

He grabbed Rosie with one hand and threw him out.

After rolling a few laps on the ground, Rossi's body stopped.

"Shaved finger gun."

Joey stomped a dozen times on the ground and appeared above Rossi.

Startled, Rossi quickly rolled away.

The finger gun hit the ground, and very easily inserted several circular holes in the ground.

"Slow...too slow."

Joey kicked and kicked Rossi away like a football.

Rossi coughed out a mouthful of blood, and carefully recalled the six naval styles explained by the officer during the day.

He got up from the ground, stepped on the ground with his legs continuously, and attacked Joey.

"Shaved already available, albeit rough."

"Iron block."

clang!
Rossi's fist hit him, making a sound of gold and iron.

Feeling his strength, Joey said calmly, "The strength is good, but it's not enough."

Rossi gritted his teeth and waved his fists continuously.

"Next, it's paper painting."

His body was twisting in the air like a piece of paper, and the wind generated by the punching of his fists drove Joey's body away from injury.

boom!
Rosie retched and fell to the ground again.

"Six Styles is a very simple technique. If you have knowledge and knowledge, mastering paper painting cannot be easier."

"Watch carefully next time, I will only teach you once.

Yuebu, Lanjiao. "

Joey stepped on the air, kicked out, and a gorgeous slash rushed out.

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