A Pirate's Counting Life

The next morning, after Mark had washed up, he was ready to go to the grove to start today's practice.

As soon as he went out, he saw Aurora who was about to set off. Looking at the proud mountain peaks, Mark raised his eyebrows. If he had thought this woman was good before,

But after what happened last night, Mark knew very well what was hidden under the mountain.

"Humph!"

Aurora snorted, turned her head and walked directly past Mark towards the stairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the corner, a man turned in from the stairs in a panic.

The two of them collided directly, and with only two "bang bang" sounds, the proud peaks on the girl's chest disappeared.

The man was frightened and said hurriedly, "Yes... I'm sorry, I'll take you to the infirmary! I... I really didn't expect to bump you into this!"

The man was very frightened, but also had some doubts in his heart.It should be impossible for him to hit the opponent's mountain with his speed just now.

When he was wondering, the man suddenly discovered a problem, that is, there was no blood on both sides.

"Study...Senior? Are you still going to the infirmary?"

The man asked tentatively, and Aurora's face darkened, especially when she saw Mark's hateful face holding back a smile.

The anger in his heart became even stronger, he pushed the man in front of him away and yelled, "Go to hell, you big-headed devil!"

After saying that, he ran back to the dormitory without looking back. The man was stunned for a moment and suddenly came back to his senses and exclaimed.

"I asked and Xin'er is still waiting for me!"

After saying that, the man ran upstairs, and Mark slowly walked down the stairs, calling Aurora an expert in his heart.Even though you can imagine using balloons to pretend to be mountains, and putting on your underwear and military uniform, it is almost difficult for outsiders to tell that it is fake.

Mark used the razor to reach the edge of the playground, and soon arrived in the woods.

"Old...teacher?"

Looking at that familiar figure, Mark said in disbelief, "Didn't you go to sea?"

"Hahaha, do you miss me, dear disciple! How have you been getting along with Feiya these two days?"

Kong patted Mark's shoulder with a generous expression, and then praised, "Not bad, my body has become much stronger after not seeing each other for a few days."

Feel the pain coming from your shoulder blade.The corner of Mark's mouth twitched, showing an expression that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I heard that you've almost learned the Six Styles?"

As soon as Tingkong mentioned this, Mark immediately became interested and proudly said, "Except for the Iron Block and the Lan Jiao, I have learned all the other six postures."

Kong nodded slowly. He had heard Feiya say this before, and he was very satisfied with this apprentice. However, in order to prevent him from being complacent, Kong said in a frivolous tone.

"Learning six postures has given you a sense of superiority? Doesn't it just mean you have hands?"

Mark's smile froze when he heard this. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The main reason was that the old man had a bad temper. If he said something wrong, he would be beaten.

Mark decided to endure it, as the days ahead would be long.One day I will go to the other party's grave to dance.

Seeing that Mark didn't speak, he thought that the other person had realized his mistake, and he felt very proud of the way he educated his apprentice.

"Boy, what do you think of my outfit?"

Kong shook his coat of justice and showed a confident smile. Mark was stunned for a moment and then said, "It's okay..."

Kong showed a weird smile and said seductively, "Do you want to own clothes like this?"

Mark rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Isn't it just the coat of justice? A lieutenant-level officer can have it. What's so big about me wearing it as soon as I graduate?"

Kong's expression froze and he punched Mark on the head, yelling angrily.

"Can a general and a second lieutenant be the same?"

Mark rubbed his head and touched the bulging bump on his head, feeling a little helpless. Was he becoming an anime?Even if you get hit on the head, you can still get bruises.

"What's different is not the word justice. It's not possible that a general can change the word."

Mark muttered unconvincedly. Seeing the dissatisfaction on Mark's face, Sora was not angry but said with a smile.

"If you want to change after you become a general, it's not impossible."

"Oh? Can I change it to "bastard"?

Mark looked at Sora expectantly, all he could think of was himself wearing a gangster's coat. Sora punched him again with his backhand, keeping the bag on Mark's head balanced.

When communication fails, be prepared to go directly to the topic and let the other party feel your own justice with your body, thereby turning the other party into a heroic naval admiral.

"Come, let me test the results of your cultivation these days."

Sora grabbed Justice's coat, threw it away, and hung it directly on a branch far away.

Mark looked at Kong, whose muscles were tangled in front of him, and said anxiously, "You will fight me with the same strength as me, right?"

Looking at Mark's expectant eyes, Sora nodded slowly before Mark showed an excited smile.

A pitch-black thigh swept towards him, and Mark stared at the sky with wide eyes and disbelief.

Where is the face?One second he said he would fight with the same strength, but the next second he broke his promise.

Before Mark could sigh for too long, a familiar force kicked him far away, breaking three trees before stopping.

Mark slowly stood up from the ground, and before he could ask questions, he slapped

The whip kicked him in the head

Mark suddenly felt his head buzzing, accompanied by ringing in his ears. Mark was kicked to the ground.

"Boy, we have been enemies from the moment I told you the test results. You will believe what the enemy says! What a naive kid!"

"Finger gun!"

Looking at Sora with his arms folded across his chest, Mark directly used his newly learned moves to sneak attack the opponent.

Just when Mark showed a smile of success, Kong curled his lips disdainfully.

"Still too young, iron!"

Mark held his bent fingers and broke them hard, murmuring, "Impossible! My finger gun can leave marks on the iron plate, how can it not hurt you?"

Kong smiled slightly and said confidently, "This is the six-type iron block! Your finger gun is still far from good."

As soon as he lost his voice, he punched Mark in the face. The huge force directly sent Mark into the sky. Just when Kong was about to pursue him, he punched Mark in the face.

Mark directly used the moon step to avoid Sora's straight punch, and looked at Sora triumphantly.

"Boy, Yuebu is practicing well."

"That is!"

The proud look on Mark's face became even stronger. Just when he was about to praise himself a few more times, Sora's fist came in front of him.

"You're so young, just a few compliments can break your path. How can you fight with those scum of the sea like this!"

Kong's face was full of anger. This was the first time that Mark had been exposed to his own flattery.

This made him very unhappy. He was a disciple with excellent qualifications, but his character was a little hard to describe. Pride, arrogance, and self-righteousness were all things that could destroy a person's will. They could all be seen in him.

Mark was directly stunned by Kong's combination of punches, and fell from the air into the woods. Just when Mark put away his arrogance and prepared to take this battle seriously, Kong suddenly said

“Come here today”

Mark relaxed slightly after hearing this. Just as he was about to step out of the pit, Sora's voice came from beside him again.

"There is a flaw!"

Mark's pupils shrank and his abdomen was hit hard, and his whole body flew backwards several meters away.

"Your vigilance is so poor!"

Mark felt a little depressed after hearing Kong's words. He felt that the other party was just making a fuss out of a molehill, but he was afraid of the other party's force, and he didn't want to say more.

"Now that you have learned how to point a gun, it shouldn't be difficult for you to use iron blocks."

Listening to Sora's affirmative tone, Mark didn't intend to refute anything.Iron blocks are indeed not difficult for him now, including Lan Jie.

It only took a few days to learn it. The main reason why Mark didn't learn it was that he thought it was enough to be proficient in shaving and moon walking in the six postures, and there was no need for the other ones.

Especially Iron Block Mark really doesn’t want to practice, but now that Sora has spoken, he can only do it

Looking at Mark who was deep in thought, Sora used the Shaver directly to get in front of Mark and then stabbed Mark with a finger gun.

Mark, who was able to avoid it by shaving, suddenly thought of using an iron block to catch his finger gun.

He felt like he could do it too, and trying to get his blood flowing quickly, Mark yelled

"Iron block!"

There is a confident smile on his face. He just wants to prove himself. He must fight for this tone.

"Pfft..."

The empty finger gun directly opened a hole in Mark's abdomen, and the confidence on Mark's face gradually disappeared.

"Hmph! Stupid! You use iron blocks to block attacks that you don't understand. This means that if I were the enemy, you would have died long ago."

He taught Mark a lesson without steel, and sprayed spit directly into Mark's face.

Looking at the slowly healing wound, Mark put away the disappointment on his face and said seriously, "Teacher. I understand."

"As long as you understand, today is the end of the day. Go back and recuperate."

Kong kindly stretched out his hand to touch Mark's head, and then grabbed Mark's head with five fingers.

But Mark dodged it with Shao, leaving Kong with a smile on his face.

"Good boy, not bad"

"each other"

Mark smiled slightly and dodged Kong's whip again. Seeing that the opponent's speed and strength were indeed the same as his own, Mark decided to go head-on. Instead of being cautious before, Mark started to use Shao to rock back and forth near Kong.

He took the opportunity to sneak attack with his finger gun, but no matter how he attacked, he could not hit Sora. Looking at Sora in front of him, who was shaking in the wind like a piece of paper, Mark thought to himself.

"Sure enough, the same skill can have two different powers when used by the strong and the weak."

With my current attack speed, if an officer of around the lieutenant level were to use paper painting, I would have had my brains knocked out already. I still want to rely on the punch wind I waved to dodge the attack. It would be ridiculous!

The paper drawings that have been used so far have given Mark a headache.