Pirate's Swordsman

Step forward and chop.

This skill can be said to be Yasuo's core skill in the game. After all, it is every Yasuo's dream to be able to mess around with E in a crowd.

As for its effect in the real world... Xia Nuo was quite satisfied after trying it several times. To a certain extent, its effect is quite similar to the "shaving" in Navy Six. A weapon that can move freely on the battlefield.

The slight difference is that "shaving" involves a physical master stepping on the ground more than 10 times instantly and using the explosive speed generated by the reaction force to move. As for the forward slash, after locking the enemy's energy, he mobilizes his body skills to the extreme and uses the power of the wind to surprise him.

In other words, the forward slash can only move towards living creatures with breath, while the shave has no such restriction. Xia Nuo doesn’t know if this limitation will be broken after the skill level is improved, but judging from the current situation , this skill is still slightly inferior in terms of breadth of uses.

While thinking this, Xia Nuo walked towards the crowd gathered on the west side of the port. Speaking of which, the group of people who bumped into him just now were also lucky. If he hadn't been busy rushing here now, he didn't want to make too much noise. , Xia Nuo had already rushed onto the deck with a slash, letting them know what death is like the wind.

"Well, Yasuo's popularity is really ridiculous. I feel a little complicated for no reason..."

As he got closer and closer to the crowd, the cheers that reached his ears became louder and louder, almost to the point of deafening. Xia Nuo couldn't help but rub his temples with a headache. This kind of scene could be compared to a singer's concert. It's a scene, and some young people with excited expressions here can be said to be my fans, right?

Unknowingly, with a physique far beyond ordinary people, Xia Nuo successfully squeezed into the first two rows, and the scene in front of him changed accordingly.

A five- to six-meter-wide red carpet stretched from the entrance of the town to the coast. The welcoming crowds were crowded on both sides of the red carpet. At the end of the red carpet, the warship of the 16th Navy Branch was docked there quietly. The sails had been furled, the anchor had been lowered, and the deck was filled with serious-looking naval soldiers standing with hands behind their backs.

On the red carpet under the ship, a naval officer wearing white casual clothes, surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers, was smiling and talking to a brown-haired young man in a suit.

With just a glance, Xia Nuo recognized that the wretched-looking school officer with a slender beard was Mouse. As for what they were talking about, he couldn't hear any of it because the residents nearby cheered too loudly.

He immediately frowned and turned around with the corner of his eye, finally landing on a thin little man in front of him to his right. This guy has a round baby face, looks to be in his early twenties, wears round glasses, and looks gentle. Different from the hustle and bustle around him, his face has always been calm. His eyes glanced at the mouse and the group at the end of the red carpet from time to time, and then quickly looked back, lowering his head to write something on a thick notepad.

Xia Nuo glanced up secretly, but quickly withdrew his gaze angrily. The other person's handwriting was so sloppy that it was comparable to the doctor in the hospital in his previous life. He could tell that every single word was a ghost. …

After thinking about it, he lightly patted the other party's shoulder, then smiled at the doubtful eyes that turned around, and then pouted at the group of mice in the distance: "Well, this brother, I am I just arrived, may I ask, who is the pirate hunter Yasuo over there? Is it the brown-haired man in the suit?"

"Oh, so that's what you're asking. Don't suddenly tap me on the shoulder in the future. You just scared me."

The thin man first glared at Xia Nuo with dissatisfaction, then his expression softened, he glanced at the brown-haired young man, curled his lips and said: "That's not Yasuo, that's Watson, the eldest son of the Pros family, and the number one in the family. Heir, the head of the family is too old to come to the port, so this welcome event is hosted by Master Watson himself."

"It turns out that he is the young master of the Pros family." Xia Nuo said oh, and then asked strangely: "What about Yasuo? Why didn't he see him?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The thin man rolled his eyes at him, "What kind of fame and status is Mr. Yasuo now?"

? How many media are squatting here waiting, it must be the last one to appear, wait a little longer, after Master Watson and the naval colonel have finished communicating, it is probably time to come out. "

"Eh, the media?"

Xia Nuo turned around and looked around in surprise, and sure enough, at the other end of the red carpet, he found a bunch of reporters who looked like reporters, all of them holding cameras in their hands, and some of the more elegant ones were carrying phone bugs. Staring at the warship, he looked ready to go.

"Damn it, there's no need to be so exaggerated..." Xia Nuo roughly counted and found that there must be at least twenty people in this group of reporters. He suddenly raised his eyes and couldn't help complaining: "You Pulos Island are not shipbuilders. Well, where are all the media coming from? Just a pirate hunter, how can he send out such a big battle..."

As soon as the second half of the sentence came out, the surrounding residents, young and old, all cast angry glances at him. Xia Nuo hurriedly shrank his neck and laughed dryly to deal with it.

Well, it seems that my other identity has a really high status in the eyes of this group of people...

"What do you mean by not being a pirate hunter?"

The thin man also frowned, then pushed up his eyes on the bridge of his nose, looked at Xia Nuo from the bottom of the frame and said: "You young people are just too naive to distinguish what is big news. Mr. Yasuo is so naive." But this is the first time he has appeared in public, and the entire East China Sea is waiting for the news to come out here. If this news is not big, what else is big?"

"Here." He then pointed to the reporters squatting on guard, "Do you think these people are all the media from Pros Island? They all came from newspapers all over the East China Sea. Even the colleagues from the Grand Line Yes, just wait, maybe all the newspaper headlines you can buy tomorrow will be full of close-up photos of Mr. Yasuo."

"I see……"

Xia Nuo nodded slightly, then frowned and looked at the mouse in the distance who was chatting and laughing with Watson.

Why does this guy want to be so popular in front of so many media...

"and many more."

While he was deep in thought, a delayed message suddenly flashed through his mind. Xia Nuo reacted suddenly and turned to look at the thin man who started writing on the notepad again: "You...just said Colleague? What, you are also a reporter?"

"Ok?"

The thin man raised his head and gave him a strange look: "Didn't you ask knowingly and didn't see me writing a live report?"

"How can I clearly see your ghost-drawing talisman..."

Xia Nuo complained in his heart, but showed an awkward but polite smile: "Ah, I'm sorry, because you didn't take out the camera, I didn't recognize it for a moment..."

"I'm telling you, the camera is in your pocket. Of course you don't need to take it out when it's time to use it. This is the quality of a professional. Don't compare me with the rookies over there." The thin man waved his hand, and then said something like Thinking of something, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over:

"Well, I see that you and I are getting along quite well, so let's get to know each other. This is my business card."

Xia Nuo was actually too lazy to know the identity of this guy, but he still took it out of politeness. After casually glancing at it, he was ready to put it away first.

As a result, after seeing the words on the business card clearly, he seemed to have seen something extraordinary. His eyes widened and his mouth opened subconsciously, showing a look of shock on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" The thin man was startled for a moment, and then he didn't know what he understood, and he laughed loudly: "What, you must have heard my name before, right? Hahaha, I'll see later Who in the newspaper office dares to say that I am not an ace reporter. I can meet fans just by chatting with each other when I go out. What a coincidence, hahahahaha~"

"Ah, what a coincidence..."

After staying for a long time, Xia Nuo raised his head, raised his dead fish eyes, stared at the thin man with a strange look and said: "Prosperity Northwest Newspaper, reporter and copy editor, Mr. Sika..."