A Pirate's Counting Life

"Come and try this, this is the meat of a large sea king"

"Private server, Porcelain Bowl, do you want to follow me?"

Kong looked at Mark, whose entire face was swollen into a pig's head, with a charitable smile on his face.

"Be good! Only when you are full can you have the strength to take a beating. I believe that if the master beats you for another 180 days, you will be able to develop your armed skills."

Mark shook his head crazily and refused to eat a piece of meat. Eating meat was like killing himself.

Today, Cyborg has given up everything just to test the upper limit of his physique.

Then he was beaten and eaten. The beating lasted all morning. He said he would never eat again, otherwise he would be beaten again after he recovered his body.

Cyborg Kong's expression changed, and a strong man's aura appeared around Mark, suppressing him tightly.

"I'll give you two choices. The first is that you eat the meat yourself and get beaten. The second is that I directly inject you with nutrient solution and get beaten. Don't tell me, teacher, I won't give you a chance. Now the right to choose is in your hands. Be bold. Choose”

Will Mark be able to survive Kong's operation? Is there any choice left?It's simply a treaty of overlords.

"I...I choose one"

"Hahaha, my dear disciple, I am indeed right about you. You are indeed the brave navy I chose."

Sora grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into Mark's mouth, not caring whether he could bear it or not.Anyway, as long as it enters the stomach, it can be turned into energy to repair Mark's body.

The more I look at Mark's physique, the more I like him. His quality has improved a bit this morning.

After eating meat and resting for 5 minutes, Mark became lively again.

Seeing this, Sora raised his fist without hesitation and hit Mark. Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, Mark's body shook slightly.

Although I still didn't escape, it was a big improvement compared to the previous conscious reaction where my body hung up.

After feeling this change, Mark felt a sense of hope in his heart. Although he still had to be beaten severely, this kind of beating could improve his strength.

Mark feels that he can still bear it, but he is afraid that he has not made progress even after being beaten. Now this progress is visible to the naked eye.

After fighting for another two hours, Kong looked up at the sky and said softly, "That's it for today. I'll go back first. Don't waste the remaining meat. I'm going to go to sea tomorrow. You can do it by yourself in the next few days." Let’s train”

After saying that, without waiting for Mark to answer, Sora used his razor to leave the woods. Suddenly, Mark was a little happy when he heard a piece of good news.

Although being beaten can enhance his strength, he is not really a masochist and likes to be beaten severely.

After eating the meat, Mark rubbed his cheeks. His physique was really amazing. His face, which was originally swollen like a pig's head, became normal again after repairing it.

“Why can’t this scar be removed?”

Mark silently wrote down the scar on his cheek and muttered a little depressedly, but then he thought about the scar as a man's achievement. Then he thought about the scar on Sora's face and the scar on Garp's face.

The scar can be called a symbol of strength. Red-haired Shanks also has claw marks on his face, but it doesn't stop him from finding a girlfriend.

Mark touched his face narcissistically, automatically ignoring the fact that Shanks was more handsome than him, and began to fall into his own world, unable to extricate himself.

"Eh? Mark, where have you been? Do you want to go to dinner together?"

As soon as Mark walked downstairs to the dormitory, he saw Jamie walking towards him. When he heard the other party's question, Mark recalled the fear of being dominated by Sora and shook his head slightly.

"You should stop asking about social affairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark walked into the dormitory coolly, leaving a confused Jamie standing there. Although he didn't understand what Mark meant by what he said, he felt that it was cool inexplicably.

Jamie shook his head and continued walking towards the canteen. When he returned to the room, Mark sat on the bed and began to recall today's experience.

He felt that Sora was teaching him the Six Forms. Now every time he was hit by Sora, he would subconsciously flex his muscles. This should be the opponent training him with iron.

Under Zaikong's crazy hammering, Mark felt that his muscles had become harder than before, although he would still be swollen by the opponent.

But he believed that sooner or later, he would be able to have an extremely powerful body. Then he would stand there and let Sora hit him casually, and then he would taunt the opponent a few words. Just thinking about this scene made his blood boil.

He has already thought about his future title, Devil Muscular Man Mark. This is much stronger than Iron Fist Garp or Black Wrist Zefa.

They only have two characters, but he has five characters, especially when Douglas Barrett becomes known as the descendant of the devil, and he can still recognize a son.

After joking in his mind, Mark relaxed his mind and began to feel the power in his body.

In the anime, it is said that domineering is something everyone is born with. He was going to explore his body.

If he really discovers his domineering power, wouldn't he be able to end his days of being beaten early?

After 15 minutes of probing for a long time, Mark finally fell asleep...

It was already midnight when he woke up. After moving his body, Mark changed his position and continued to sleep.

On the second day, everyone gathered in the playground, and the captain slowly walked onto the podium.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you all for joining our training camp. Here you will learn six styles and domineering, but these are not things you can learn now.

Although a small number of people have the physical fitness to practice the six postures, most of you have not yet reached the requirements, so the only thing you can do now is to exercise your body."

The captain glanced sharply at the crowd and yelled, "Now put on the weights and start running around the playground."

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of sailors brought the load to the playground. Everyone slowly stepped forward and began to select the load. When Mark fell, he did not choose. Instead, he looked at the captain aside and said slowly.

"I came here to improve my strength. This kind of weight cannot improve my strength at all."

Mark looked at the captain calmly and his tone was full of determination. The captain looked down at Mark in front of him and said softly.

"I remember you. Your name is Mark, right? With a power value of 500, you are No. 1 in this training camp."

Speaking of this, the captain paused and then his eyes became cold. "Can I think that you are challenging my authority by doing this now?"

"If you think so, I won't deny it."

Mark pushed back without fear. If a colonel came today, he would go running without saying a word. Why would a captain be so arrogant in front of him?

It is unlikely that the captain can master all the six moves, and at most he can only master one or two six moves. After all, they are not like the students in the training camp who can learn the six moves without restrictions as long as their physical fitness is passed.

It doesn't matter even if you finish learning them all. The senior navy officials will only think that you have talents and need to focus on cultivating them, but others don't have this kind of treatment. If you want to learn the Six Styles, you can submit an application first and then pay the merit. After the process is completed, you will naturally get it. The corresponding person teaches the six postures uniformly.

Mark felt that it would not be a problem to defeat the opponent with the skills he had learned, and the captain also planned to use Mark to establish his authority.

Killing the chicken to show the monkey is nothing to establish his authority. He will kill the monkey to show the chicken today to let this newcomer understand the cruelty of the world. With 500 power points, he dares not to take him seriously.

Doesn't his 700 power point go anywhere? Today he is going to let Mark feel the care from his seniors.

"Okay! Since you don't want to run, let's have a battle, and let me see how good you are, No. 1 in the training camp."

After finishing speaking, the captain shouted loudly without waiting for Mark to refuse, "Get out of here, and watch and learn from me! Don't be like some people who think they are great after they have some strength."

Mark didn't pay attention to the other party's trash talk. This level of trash talk, let alone breaking his defense, couldn't even cause him to have mood swings. He was not worthy of letting him out at all.

That is to say, if he wanted to cultivate his moral character recently, if he had been in his previous life, he would have yelled "Come here" and used the genealogy ascending magic skill to scold the other party bloody.

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, Mark was also ready to take action. Looking at the captain who was still talking non-stop, Mark directly used the razor to instantly come to the captain.

"boom"

As a sound broke through the air, the captain was punched five meters away by Mark, and landed hard on the ground, causing a burst of dust.

"cough cough"

The captain slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully, "Is this your quality? You sneak attacked me, a veteran, before I started shouting. You don't know how to respect the old and care for the young.

I just let you hit it on purpose, otherwise your arm would be useless as soon as I used the iron block. I prefer to hit it till the end. I didn’t expect that young people nowadays are so ignorant of martial ethics. I was careless. No flash”

Mark looked at the other party with a dark look on his face, and a figure flashed in his mind. Originally, he just wanted to teach the other party a casual lesson, but the other party's tone reminded him of some unhappy things.