A Pirate's Counting Life

"Teacher, you are lying! We agreed to use the same strength! How can you use a move that I haven't learned yet!"

Mark looked at Sora who was casually avoiding his attacks with his eyes closed and finally couldn't help but question.

"Aren't our speed powers at the same stage? Besides, do you really expect the enemy to give you justice?"

Mark was choked and speechless. After attacking for half an hour, Mark didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

"Okay, that's it for today."

Kong casually grabbed Mark's fist and said slowly, "I suddenly remembered a good place."

Mark's vigilant gaze led him to a warship. Looking at the smaller and smaller Marine Fando, Mark couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Go to a small island. It is a training place specially prepared for you by this department. Originally, I wanted to hone your character in person, but I am your teacher after all. It is impossible to really kill you. After thinking about it, I can only Let you go to the trial island in advance."

The warship sailed for two hours and finally came to a small island. Mark jumped directly from the splint to the beach and looked back at the sky above the warship.

"Teacher, how often do you send me supplies?"

Kong rolled his eyes and said with an unhappy expression, "The animals on this island are enough for your daily needs."

After speaking, he waved his hand and let people sail away from the island. Mark shouted loudly, "Then when will you pick me up?"

"I will come to pick you up after you defeat all the creatures on the island."

Kong's heavy voice came to mind in Mark's ears, and Mark was no longer confused after receiving the answer.

He happened to use the animals on this island to hone his Six Styles. After some teachings from Kong, he felt that his character was too bad. However, he had been suppressed for too long in his previous life. Once he came to this world that he was familiar with,

He inexplicably felt like an omniscient and omnipotent god, paying little attention to some of the things in his daily life, especially after discovering that his body had become even more powerful.

At least Feiya's violent training gave him a sense of awe for the strong men in this world, but this awe was quickly forgotten by him.

"Sooner or later you can reach the top with your own physical fitness."

Mark told himself this in his heart.Today, after Sora's teachings, he had an idea in his mind that he was still very weak and should be content with it.

After a while, Mark decided not to think about it and was going to go to the forest to find some food first.

"Hmm... is it better to eat tiger or mutton?"

Just when Mark was thinking about what to have for lunch, a giant python suddenly jumped out of the uncle beside him and attacked him with its bloody mouth.

Smelling the fishy smell coming towards him, Mark frowned slightly and turned sideways to avoid the python's attack.

Then he quickly used his finger gun with his right hand towards the seven inches of the giant python. As Mark's finger gun penetrated the giant python, it began to struggle hard. After a while, the intensity of the struggle gradually disappeared until it stopped completely.

After looking at the snake lying on the ground, Mark thought for a while and decided to change his lunch. After all, this thing looked weird.

Not long after Mark left, a group of thin wild wolves slowly walked out of the bushes.The giant python on the ground began to bite madly.

"Roar!!"

Mark heard a roar, his eyes lit up and he ran quickly in the direction of the sound.

After a while, we arrived at the center of the woods. At this moment, a five-meter-tall colorful tiger was stepping on a three-meter-tall gray wolf, roaring at the surrounding wolves.

Seeing the giant tiger frightening the giant wolves to death one by one, Mark couldn't help but swallow his saliva and slowly retreated.

If nothing else, this should be the overlord of this island. Although he really wanted to go up and compete with him, he just looked around and found a lot of animals hiding in the dark to observe.

Especially the very fat black bear who is five meters tall and is hiding behind a small tree as thick as a bowl, as if he is afraid that others will not see him.

In this case, I went out to fight the giant tiger. Once I had the group of predators around me, I would definitely not mind tasting the taste of my new species.

For the sake of safety, Mark decided to wait until the giant tiger was alone before competing with the opponent. He killed a white rabbit at will. Mark directly found a small river, took out all the internal organs, and then cleaned them with water.

Just when Mark was about to light a fire, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have no fire. He looked at the rabbit in his hand and then at the branches on the ground.

Mark decided to use a wood drill to make a fire. He found a dry piece of wood and took out a cylindrical branch. Mark held the branch between his palms and started rubbing it quickly.

It wasn't until a large section of the branch was worn away that Mark started to rub out a small flame. He carefully put some flammable materials towards the flames. As the flames continued to grow bigger, Mark felt relieved.

Looking down at his somewhat red palms, Mark sighed slightly in his heart. This is who he is now. If he had the physique he had in his previous life, even if he was exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to create flames from friction.

Looking at the dark rabbit in front of him, Mark directly tore off the meat. After taking a bite, Mark felt that it tasted like wax. He was used to eating the delicious meat in the cafeteria and then he ate his own rabbit meat without any seasoning.

It was like going to heaven and earth. After eating the rabbit meat, Mark lay on the ground a little bored, ready to rest for a while before going out to hunt.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a rustle in the grass around him, and then ten wild wolves about one or two meters in size walked out of it.

He had seen giant wolves that were three to four meters tall. When he looked at these thin wild wolves, Mark sighed slightly, "They are the same wolves, but the gap is a bit big."

Looking at the wild wolf who regarded him as food, the man turned his head and showed a cruel smile.

"Hey, I just happened to not be full. Since you have delivered it to my door, I won't be polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark rushed towards the nearest wild wolf with his sword, then pierced the opponent's head with a finger gun, and shook the brains on his hand in disgust.

Mark looked at the remaining nine wild wolves and found that there was no fear in their eyes, but instead they became even crazier.

"Ow~"

With a wolf howl, nine wild wolves rushed towards Mark, attacking Mark crazily with their claws and fangs.

Looking at the wild wolves that kept attacking around him, Mark used his shaver to dodge while carefully feeling the airflow around him.

Mark tried to relax his body and let himself move with the airflow, but the wild wolf directly scratched a shallow scar on his chest. Mark's expression changed slightly and he quickly used the shaver.

Wandering around the night wolves, they kept attacking each other with finger guns. Soon the nine wild wolves turned into three.

The wild wolf didn't flinch and kept attacking Mark with all his strength. Seeing how crazy the opponent was, Mark's eyes were filled with excitement.

He began to feel the airflow around him. As the number of wild wolves decreased, Mark's pressure also became much less.

Slowly relaxing his body, Mark tried to twist his body following the airflow generated by the wild wolf's attack.

But the next moment there was a trace of resistance from Mark's body. After escaping the attack with his shaver, Mark frowned and spoke slowly in thought.

"It seems that paper painting should not only feel the air flow moving with the wind, but also have absolute control over the body."

He had been able to feel the airflow just now, but he had not been able to let his body move with the wind. Whenever he was about to try using paper painting, his body would feel unfamiliar.

After casually killing three wild wolves, Mark decided to practice subtle training on his own strength.

Before, he believed that powerful force could produce miracles, but just now he deeply felt that his control over the body was still too one-sided.

Mark could only achieve full power output and the power was not concentrated at one point, but dispersed. Mark decided to take his power into his hands bit by bit.

Only by controlling the strength of your shots at will can you truly control your body.

After figuring out the problem, Mark happily turned the ten wild wolves on the ground into food. Although the taste was not very good, Mark still gritted his teeth and ate it.

After eating the food, Mark began to practice boxing in the woods. He was going to try to punch with a force of [-] kilograms first.

After several experiments, Mark finally found the strength of [-] kilograms. Trying to remember this feeling, Mark began to attack the trees with a strength of [-] kilograms per punch.

Until he was able to maintain the weight of one hundred kilograms with each punch. After Mark broke twenty big trees, he was finally able to punch exactly one hundred kilograms.

Taking a deep breath, Mark began to slowly increase the intensity, increasing from one hundred kilograms to one hundred kilograms until he hit with all his strength.

In this way, Mark began a self-disciplined life of practicing boxing and eating. It was not until the fifth day that Mark could finally move freely.

He felt that he could perfectly control every inch of his muscles and command them like an arm.