A Pirate's Counting Life

"Hahahahaha, I finally succeeded!"

Mark lay on the ground and looked up at the sky. It had been a few months since he came to this world. He finally learned the six-style shave with his strong body.

This is his first step towards becoming a strong man, Mark shouted excitedly

"I want to be the strongest!!"

"Oh? The little guy is so confident?"

"Of course! I am the man who wants to become the King of the Navy."

Mark's voice stopped suddenly, he quickly turned over and stood up, looking around cautiously.

"Who's there! Come out! I've seen you!"

Mark stared at a patch of grass. There was only one place nearby where he could hide a person.

"Little guy, can you tell me why you shave in six strokes?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind Mark. Looking at the shadow that completely enveloped him, a drop of sweat appeared on Mark's forehead.

Mark turned around slowly and saw the person clearly, and was suddenly shocked.

"Cyborg Sora?"

Looking at the muscular man over two meters tall in front of him, he was wearing a black lining, and his two exposed arms were unusually thick. The difference from Mark's memory was that the other man's hair was still black and shiny.

Looking at the epaulettes of the other party, the good guy turned out to be a general. Mark's idea was slightly changed. The other party was the naval marshal who resigned after the battle of Etwal in 1495 AD. The other party was almost 80 years old at the time. Later, he was considered to be at this age and age. At that time, the lone red Patrick?9?9 Redfield, who was at the peak of his integrity, singled out

Although he was defeated, Gu Gao Hong was unable to escape and was directly arrested by Garp who came over. Cyborg Kong was promoted to the marshal-in-chief of the three armed forces. His status was only lower than that of the Five Old Stars. He stayed in the Red Earth Continent until the war at the top and showed his face. Calculating age, the other party would have been over 100 years old by the time of the war.

This man can be said to be a living fossil of the Navy. At this moment, being watched by a strong man of this level, Mark suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

The heroic words just now disappeared long ago. Seeing that Mark was stunned, Cyborg repeated the question again.

"Little guy, can you tell me how you learned the Six Styles?"

Mark finally came to his senses, and with a change of thought, he decided to pretend to be dumbfounded.

"What six postures? I was just practicing my own cat walk."

Cyborg Kong looked at Mark carefully and saw that he didn't look like he was lying. He looked at his age. He was twelve or thirteen years old and had such a physical talent.

Being able to create his own physical skills similar to shaving, Cyborg Kong had a love for talents in his heart.

"What's your name, little guy? Can you do what you just did again?"

"Grandpa, my name is Jamie"

Mark answered Cyborg Kong's question with a childish voice, trying to pass the test by being cute, but Cyborg Kong didn't accept this trick, and grabbed Mark who wanted to run away and lifted him up in the air.

The figure teleported back and forth in the woods. Mark's body was caught in the opponent's hand. He looked at the trees passing by and his face turned pale with fright.

He was certain that if he collided with the big tree at this speed, he would die on the spot if less than twenty pills were fired.

This is still done with the body. If you use the head, it is estimated that only five big trees will be needed to spiral up to the sky.

"Little guy, how about my six-style shave? Is it similar to your cat walk?"

Cyborg Kong looked at Mark with a smile, looking forward to the other party's answer.Normally at this time, Mark should kneel down immediately to learn from him. After all, he just showed off a wave of extreme moves.

Young people always admire the strong. Cyborg Kong felt that he could score 99 points in this operation. He was afraid of being proud if he missed one point.

Cyborg Kong crossed his arms and looked like he was sure of victory. One second, five seconds... time passed bit by bit. He didn't wait for the answer he wanted.

When he lowered his head and looked down, he found Mark lying on the ground with a pale face, panting non-stop. Cyborg Kong Lao's face turned red. He had just been focused on being cool and forgot that this little guy's physical fitness was different from his own.

"cough cough"

Cyborg Kong coughed twice to ease the awkward atmosphere, and said slowly, "Little guy, what do you think of my move?"

Although he failed to pretend just now, he still wanted to maintain his strong demeanor. As long as Mark nodded, he would immediately accept the opponent and make him the strongest navy.

"Um...I'm a little dizzy and want to go home..."

Mark said in a daze. He almost vomited when he was swinging around just now. Now he feels like the whole world is spinning.

After 5 minutes, Mark finally regained his composure, while Cyborg Kong kept his arms folded in front of his chest.

"Little guy, are you willing to become my teacher?"

Gang Gukong's voice was full of magnetism, but when it fell into Mark's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue. He was so shocked that he froze in place.

Cyborg Kong decided to show off his cards and stopped pretending. He accepted this apprentice.

"I do, I do"

Mark almost yelled these words. If this person accepts him, he will be a full-level boss with a newbie. The upgrade speed is very fast, and the strength is not the same every day.

Mark decided to hug such a high-quality thick leg, and Cyborg Kong smiled happily when Mark agreed.

"Jamie, right? Judging from your appearance, you should still be a new recruit. From now on, you can come to this small forest at ten o'clock every night. I will teach you physical skills for two hours here. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Cyborg Kong originally planned to take Mark with him to train him, but then he thought about how the copy he had mastered was too advanced. This young apprentice had thin arms and legs. If he was injured by AOE that day and died, he would have no place to cry.

So he decided to spend two hours every day teaching the other party's physical skills, and then take the other party out to practice after he became domineering.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach for a while, it's mainly because he is too busy with work and can only spare two hours.

"Ahem, teacher, what's that... Jamie is actually just my nickname, my real name is Mark."

Mark said a little nervously. After secretly observing Cyborg Kong's expression and finding that he was not angry, Mark felt relieved.

"Mark, right? I remember, you go back and rest first."

"is teacher!"

"Just call me Sora from now on."

"Okay teacher! No problem teacher!"

"..."

Looking at Mark with a serious face, Cyborg Kong didn't bother to correct his title. He waved his hand and Mark immediately left the woods in a hurry.

He feels that his waist has become much stiffer after becoming his master just now. When Cyborg Kong is promoted to Navy Marshal, he will be able to walk on the streets of Marineland with splayed steps, and everyone will say that my teacher is Cyborg Kong. At that time, in Malinfando, he couldn't fight whoever he wanted.

I can only think about this idea in my mind. If I really do this, I guess Cyborg Kong can punch his own dog's brain out, stuff it back and punch it out again.

Mark walked back to the dormitory with brisk steps. At this moment, he was still immersed in his own world.

He had no idea what kind of hell package Cyborg Kong had prepared for himself. After all, physical skills were not just spoken, but practiced with punches and kicks.

"Hmm... shatter a mountain?"

Cyborg took out a pen and paper and wrote down a line of small words, then crossed it out

"No, it's too early. We can let him try it after his armed color awakens."

Cyborg Kong made another check mark at the back and wrote Armed Color Awakening, and then continued to write and draw. Half an hour later, Cyborg Kong took out his improved training list.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The three words took up a page. After much thought, he decided to use the simplest method to train Mark. A strong physical practitioner must first have a persevering will and a strong and durable body.

Cyborg Kong felt that Mark already had a persevering spirit, which could be seen from the opponent's slogan of wanting to be the strongest.

The next thing he has to do is to temper Mark's body and beat him for two hours a day for 180 days. He will definitely be able to transform him.

If Mark were here, he would definitely shout loudly, "I don't want to be the best in the world, I'm just talking about it, boss, please take away your magical powers."

It's a pity that he didn't know the situation here. At this time, Mark had already fallen asleep. In his dream, he was living the life of a second-generation official, dominating the navy with the back of his steel frame.

He wants them all, including Tina, Peach Rabbit, and Dasqi. He simply does whatever he wants.