One of the pirate swords splits the new world

Ryan woke up leisurely while lying on the bed, and saw the familiar ceiling. Um? I'm in my own room. How did I get back?

Oh, I remembered. I had a fight with Kenneth Wood, oh no, I passed out after being beaten by him.

The one who was beaten had almost no power to fight back. Is the gap so big? Ryan closed his eyes and began to review the previous battle. Kenneth Wood is worthy of being a veteran of the Navy for more than 20 years. Although his talent limits his upper limit, his strength is still outstanding.

He could easily see through my weaknesses. Of course, this is also a common problem among young people. Their bodies have not yet reached their peak and their strength is insufficient. If I can quickly avoid Arashi's kick and catch his fist. What else would he do? Um……

Wait, I get it. In fact, Kenneth Wood is not much better than me. Because as long as I can block his kick + shave + fist, I can naturally block his kick + shave + finger gun. For the remaining moves, Iron Block and Paper Painting are defensive, and Moon Step is auxiliary.

The remaining three poses pose no threat to me at all. The reason he was able to beat me was just that he happened to find my shortcomings, and then he took advantage of them and beat me to death. As long as I can block his combo, I will be almost invincible.

The problem is back. Either strong enough or fast enough. The accumulation of strength cannot be accomplished overnight. What about speed? It doesn't seem to work either.

Hey, this is how masters fight each other. If you hit the opponent's weakness, it will be difficult for the opponent to counterattack.

Ryan was deep in thought when the door to the room was pushed open and Isabella walked in.

"Are you awake?" Isabella saw Ryan opening his eyes and looking at her, "Great."

Then, Isabella looked at Ryan who was still looking at her. She walked to the bed and waved her hand in front of Ryan's eyes, and Ryan kept looking at her.

She had a bad idea, "You won't be beaten stupid by my uncle, will you?"

She was about to turn around and go out to find Pique to show Ryan, but her hand was grabbed by Ryan.

Isabella felt the heat coming from Ryan's big hand, and a blush rose on her face, "You, don't be like this, it's still daytime."

amount……

What is this girl thinking, Ryan complained in his mind. However, he still let go of his hand in time and said: "Isabella, I have something to ask you."

Isabella turned around after hearing this, sat on the stool beside the bed, and looked at Ryan, "What's the matter?"

Ryan organized his words before speaking: "You have mastered shaving. In your opinion, what physical fitness standards are required to use shaving."

"Shaving?" Isabella was a little curious, how could Ryan think of this. However, she still answered truthfully: "To use Shave, you need to step on the ground more than ten times in an instant (0.36 seconds), and use the reaction force generated to produce an explosive movement effect."

"I know this," Ryan waved his hand, "I just want to know how to step on it more than ten times in an instant, and whether there are any tricks to its power."

Ryan's previous attack method was to use his strong leg strength to directly attack with long strides. He has not tried this method of exerting force by stamping on the spot.

"Just step on the spot quickly. That's how I practiced." Isabella said with a matter-of-fact expression.

I shouldn't keep trying to explain the world through science. Although there is science in this world, for the powerful people in this world, their existence itself is not scientific. Ryan covered his face with his hands, feeling that he needed to change his mindset.

"Help me up," Ryan lifted the quilt and struggled to get up.

Isabella hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Your injury is not healed yet, so you should lie down and rest more."

"No, Isabella. I'm going to get up and try to see if I can shave." Ryan tried to get up, but he was hit too many times in the abdomen and he couldn't exert any strength. Finally fell on the bed.

Isabella covered him with the quilt again, "Pique said that even if your injury is not serious, you still need to stay in bed for three days. You'd better lie down peacefully."

Ryan sighed and said, "Isabella, has your uncle agreed to let you board my ship?"

Isabella glanced at him sideways, "If he didn't agree, do you think I could be here now?"

Ryan nodded with satisfaction, the beating was not in vain. After thinking about it for a while, I felt something was wrong again, "Isabella, you were just a reserve navy before, how come you know how to use the Sixth Form? Your uncle taught you secretly? Isn't he afraid of violating military discipline?"

Isabella shook her head, "My uncle said that the Six Styles are a set of physical skills that strong men have summarized and perfected based on their combat experience. It is not mysterious. As long as a strong man with up to standard physical fitness can figure it out on his own easily, , and people whose physical fitness is not up to standard can’t use it even if they know the principles.”

Ryan instantly grasped the core of the words, "You mean that people other than the navy and CP can also learn the Six Styles?"

Isabella nodded, "Uncle said that some people only need to see one of the six postures and understand the principles to use them. Therefore, the six postures are not confidential."

"Pa", Ryan clapped his hands, "I understand."

"Speaking of which, Isabella. You are so young, have you reached the point where you can learn the six poses physically? Besides, how come you have only mastered shaving?"

"No." Isabella denied Ryan's guess, "My physical fitness is not up to standard. I was able to use shaving because of a trick. In fact, only my legs met the requirements for learning the six postures. My Achilles tendon is not only long and strong, but I am also very light, so I can barely shave, but it takes a lot of physical effort. My uncle taught me how to shave so that I can save my life when facing danger."

Light weight?

Ryan raised his head and glanced at Isabella's towering chest, thinking how could she be so light with these two tumors.

As if aware of Ryan's gaze, Isabella involuntarily raised her hand to cover her chest. Then he stood up and turned sideways to face Ryan, "Look, my legs are so long and most of my body is legs. Isn't it natural to be light in weight?"

Ryan lowered his gaze to Isabella's legs. Don't tell me, these legs are indeed the best, long and straight. Isabella, who is 1 meters tall, has legs that are 8 meters long. I just don’t know how they feel to the touch.

"Your legs are so long, can't you use Lan's feet?" Ryan asked casually while admiring the legs.

Isabella shook her head, "Lanjiao requires not only leg speed, but also the waist and abdomen to cooperate with the force."

As if sensing that Ryan had been staring at her legs and thinking about something bad, Isabella sat down involuntarily.

With his chest and legs no longer visible, Ryan had no choice but to retract his gaze and look at the ceiling.

But Ryan was quiet for a while and asked again: "Isabella, how much do you weigh?"

Isabella patted Ryan and said, "Don't you know that weight is a very private issue for girls. It is very rude to ask a girl about her weight without permission."

After that, Isabella felt that she would be even more uncomfortable if she stayed any longer, so she said: "You have a good rest, I will go out first."

After saying that, he turned and left the room.