Pirate's Grim Reaper System

The uncontrollable trembling of his legs was not because he was intimidated by the big men standing in front of him.

It was because of the indescribable excitement and stimulation that emerged from the bottom of Hayden's heart, and even he, who was infected with lazy cancer, seemed a little unable to hold back at this time.

This will be his first real duel, and he will win in one go.

Don't tell me what failure is, motherfucker.

I want victory, and victory only belongs to me

Hayden looked at the instructor who was now standing in front of all the members of their training camp and thought in his mind.

"Listen up," the instructor said loudly, standing in front of them.

"Today is the semi-annual combat assessment, show your full strength."

"A group of high-level people behind me will evaluate you in various aspects in the future based on the strength you have shown." Speaking of this, the instructor paused.

Despite the different expressions on the faces of the others in the training camp, they all maintained good discipline and did not make a sound.

Many of them have gone through the semi-annual assessment several times.

After the end, the winners will be selected to enter the new barracks led by Admiral Zefa, and will be trained by one of the only three generals in the entire navy. This opportunity can be imagined.

And there are some who perform well even if they lose in the end, there is a certain chance of being selected.

Although it was rumored that a large number of people who joined the new barracks of General Zefa were dismissed because they couldn't stand the devil's training level, but they were also dismissed by General Zefa's new barracks.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone in the training camp is full of fighting spirit.

For justice and the navy

Noticing the fighting spirit that was about to appear on everyone's face, the instructor couldn't help but nodded.

"One last thing. The final winner of this half-year assessment will receive a devil fruit or a good sword."

"what"

"I heard that right"

Before the instructor's words were finished, the other people who were still disciplined just now became excited.

After so many trials, there has never been a real reward for the winner, let alone a devil fruit or a good knife.

Whether it is a devil fruit or a good knife, these two choices cover people who want to practice martial arts or eat devil fruit in the future, as well as those who want to be a swordsman.

They are already full of fighting spirit, but now almost everyone wants to show [-]% of their strength in their hearts.

On the contrary, Hayden showed some uninterested expression.

Eating a devil fruit means that you can't go into the sea easily, but what does not being able to go into the sea mean.

Sun, beach, sea, swimsuit, girl

As for a good sword, wouldn't a sword made by a craftsman not have the fragrance of a Zanpakutō transformed by one's own soul?

"Okay, okay, be quiet." The instructor asked the group of cubs to shout twice and then said: "Now the first showdown is announced. Hayden vs. Raman Gumir. You have half an hour to prepare."

As soon as the words fell, the area around the training camp queue fell silent for an instant.

I didn’t expect that the first game would be this guy Raman versus that brat Hayden.

The rest of the people had their own thoughts in their hearts, and they all knew about the grudges between Raman and Hayden.

Most of the people in their so-called training camp also have their own titles. They are a group of talented people gathered together. Coupled with daily non-stop training, they all have abilities beyond ordinary people.

It's just that in just half a year, Hayden, who was as weak as an ordinary person from the beginning, has caught up with them, and during the sparring training, he also lost and won with him.

This kid, I don’t know where Lieutenant General Kuzan picked up the monster from.

There is also this guy, Laman, who likes to find weak people all day long to have fun.

He never thought about why Lieutenant General Kuzan found Hayden the way he was at the beginning, and why he was taken directly to the Navy headquarters and thrown into this training camp.

Thinking of this, everyone thought that there is something good to watch now.

Later, after the queue was disbanded, the others divided into small groups that usually gathered together to surround the two of them, leaving only Hayden and Raman standing in the middle of the school field.

A group of high-ranking navy officials who were watching the battle had also sat down, sitting on a stand that seemed to have been made by one of the people with the fruit ability who could create things.

To be honest, they basically all came here today just to make a cutscene. The half-yearly thing is really a bit boring for them, and the expressions on almost everyone's faces are a little bit lacking in interest.

However, Hayden didn't pay close attention. He was now fully focused on Raman, the man who was about to be defeated by his stick.

"Hey, Hayden"

His opponent Raman then shouted to him.

"After all, we have known each other for half a year. Do you remember the last time?" Raman, with a disdainful expression on his face, laughed when he thought of something. "I still remember the expression clearly. "Chu"

"Your calves, which are as thin as bamboo sticks, are shaking so much. You must be scared to death." Raman recalled while holding the sword in his left and right hands and pulling out the sword flower.

Raman followed the double-sword style used by his father, Major General Gumir, and his attitude at this time did not look down upon Hayden at all.

After all, no matter how hard he trains, he can't compare to himself.

"But you are quite lucky. You were saved by a woman in the end." Raman nodded casually as he continued speaking, using a hermaphrodite tone.

"That guy Raman"

Laman's voice was not deliberately lowered, and Tina, Smoker and others next to him could naturally hear it clearly.

Seeing the pose Raman posed, Tina wanted to rush up and beat that guy up.

"Don't worry, Tina." Smoker stood beside him and comforted him.

Although Hayden has only been training for half a year and Raman has been training for two or three years, it is said that because he was not selected in several assessments, he is a little slack on daily training.

The outcome of this duel is not yet clear, Smoker thought to himself as he stared at Hayden's figure on the field.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the instructor motioned for the two to come forward, while he stood in the middle of the two of them.

"The rule is that the game will not be considered a winner until one of the parties is unconscious and loses the ability to fight."

The instructor looked at the left and right sides, Hayden nodded to show his understanding, and Raman stared at Hayden's eyes with mocking eyes.

"After being unconscious, no more attacks are allowed and no killing is allowed," the instructor continued, then paused.

"Start"

In an instant, the instructor standing in front of him disappeared with a swipe, and the duel officially began.

In the next second.

Still paying attention to the instructor's words, Hayden, who had no time to understand what happened, immediately felt the strong wind blowing on his face.

Taking a closer look, it was Laman who charged straight ahead without the slightest hesitation.

Having participated in several assessments, Raman, who knows the routines of the instructor, chose to take the initiative to attack as soon as he came up, and made the first move.

And Hayden was still in the same place in a daze at this time, just as he expected.

The crowd standing on the sidelines only saw Raman attacking after the duel started, but his opponent still froze in place like an idiot.