A Pirate's Counting Life

"I heard that you lost to the Nine Snakes Empress Shaoyao?"

Mark looked at Gree with a playful expression, wanting to see the other person's angry look.

"Only one of you and I can get out alive today!"

Gree ignored Mark's sarcasm and looked at Mark with sharp eyes, like an eagle hunting its prey.

"Hey, interesting!"

Mark licked the corner of his mouth and said in a bad tone, "You almost killed me back then, so you must die today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Gree, hitting the opponent hard with a straight punch. Gree turned his head to avoid Mark's straight punch, and hit Mark's jaw with an uppercut with his right hand.

A dark palm blocked Gree's fist. Mark held down Gree's fist with his right hand and used the force to jump into the air and kick Gree's head.

Looking at the motionless Gree, Mark raised his eyebrows. Before he could make a move, Gree hugged his right leg and threw it to the ground.

When he was about to land, Mark pressed his hands hard to the ground, and kept kicking Gree's chest with his left leg.Gree used his weapon to harden his body, held Mark's ankle with his right hand, and beat Mark's knee crazily with his left hand.

Both of them used weapon color to harden their bodies. With the final blow, Gree let go of Mark's ankle and took two steps back, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Mark landed on the ground and stood up awkwardly on his tiptoes. He had suffered a small loss in the previous fight. Gree rushed towards Mark with a grin, trying to expand his advantage while Mark was unsteady on his feet.

Gree frantically attacked Mark's injured right foot, allowing the opponent's fist to hit him, as if he was exchanging his life for a leg.

Mark pushed his left foot hard on Gree and flew into the air. Gree jumped to grab Mark's left foot and pull him down.

It's a pity that he was so close that he could only watch Mark flying into the sky and watching Gree fall to the ground. Mark felt relieved. If he had been caught just now, the best outcome would be to trade his legs for the other person's life.

This situation made Mark understand that it would be better to play less flashy mid-air side kicks in the future, especially in front of some old gangsters. A bad leg would be gone. He didn't have the frozen fruit of Aoki Pheasant to create legs for himself.

After staying in the air for 5 minutes, the injury to his right leg recovered due to his terrifying physical fitness. Looking at the regretful Gree below, Mark made a provocative gesture towards him.

"Come here!"

Gree angrily threw a few pieces of gravel into the air, looking extremely angry. Mark watched the gravel fly towards him leisurely, and then turned around to avoid it when he was still a few meters away.

As time passed, Mark suddenly realized that the other party was consuming his own energy, and made a contemptuous gesture towards Gree.

Mark slowly landed on the ground and pulled out the blood cherry from his waist and whispered, "Sir, times have changed! Who still wants to compete with you!"

After saying that, he launched several flying slashes at Ge Li. Looking at Ge Li jumping repeatedly, Mark secretly cursed himself for being stupid and should have used Blood Cherry earlier.

Gree shattered a flying slash with one punch. He hardened his armor and rushed towards Mark, preparing for another close combat with Mark. The length of the blood cherry made it difficult for Mark to fight in close combat. He was unable to slash with great force and could only Wave the blood cherry in a small motion.

The armed-colored Blood Sakura collided with Gree's fist, and a burst of sparks erupted.

"The profound secret of the Eight-Charging Fist is to charge the snake!"

Gree turned his fist into a palm and quickly stabbed Mark's chest. Mark grabbed the blade with his left hand and stabbed Gree's jaw, hoping to kill both of them.

At close range, his blood cherry is not as flexible as his opponent's. The only advantage is its sharpness. With the same domineering defense, he believes that his blood cherry will be able to pierce the skin first.

Gree's eyes narrowed and he changed his moves instantly. The palm that originally stabbed Mark's chest quickly retracted his hand and clamped Mark's blood cherry with a white blade in front of his chest.

He kicked Mark's lower body hard with his right foot. Mark raised his knee to block and Ge Li used his strength to retreat and avoid Mark's attack. He then went around to Mark's side and continued the attack.

The two of them tried to fight each other. Mark's swordsmanship has improved tremendously, and he has become more and more proficient in the six styles. The more Gree fights, the more surprised he is. The opponent's progress is faster than he imagined.

Originally, the two of them were supposed to be on [-], but now with Mark's progress, it has gradually become [-] to [-], and they are still approaching [-].

Ge Li smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that before he died, he would have to taste the bitterness of being surpassed by his younger generation, and he was still an ant that could be easily crushed to death. After three days and three nights of fighting, both of them were a little tired.

"Sine!"

Mark caught the moment when Gree was in a trance and stabbed the blood cherry into Gree's heart. Gree, who felt the danger of death, came out of his trance in an instant and quickly turned sideways to avoid Mark's fatal blow.

But in the end, he was stabbed into the chest by Xue Ying. Ge Li firmly grabbed Xue Ying's blade to prevent it from moving forward at all, and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I would lose to being distracted in the end. It's really ironic."

"Don't hang out on the sea when you get old! This era belongs to us young people!"

After listening to Mark's words, Gree smiled heartily, and then said with a cold face, "Having said that, don't underestimate us old guys."

As soon as he finished speaking, a branch suddenly appeared in Gree's left hand, wrapped with armed domineering force, and stabbed diagonally into Mark's left chest at an incredible angle.

"How...how come"

Mark didn't expect that Gree still had a hint of armed domineering. Although he hid to the left, he was still stabbed in the chest by a branch covered with armed colors. Gree frowned and felt that the touch from the branch was not right. When he wanted to stop, Mark grabbed his wrist with his left hand.

A flash of madness flashed in Mark's eyes, and the muscles in his chest contracted rapidly. He grabbed Gree's wrist with his left hand and twisted it hard, and the branch wrapped in the unarmed domineering force was instantly broken.

Mark slowly brought Gree's left hand close to Xue Ying's blade, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Remember...bring a weapon in your next life!"

"what!!"

Gree screamed and waved half of his left arm as if in pain. Just when Mark thought he had won, a smile appeared on Gree's painful face.

He loosened the grip of the sword in his right hand and struck Mark hard. The blood cherry instantly passed through his body. Gree held Mark's half of his left arm in his right hand and stabbed Mark's neck with all his strength.

Mark quickly used half of his arm to protect his neck, resisting Gree's sharp bones.

"what!!"

Mark roared angrily, and twisted the hilt of the sword with his right hand. The blood cherry stirred crazily in Gree's body. Gree's body went limp, as if all his strength had been drained.

With his head lowered and his eyes starting to wander, Mark pushed Gree away with all his strength. Looking at the blue sky, familiar figures flashed before Gree's eyes. It wasn't until he saw the familiar conical head that the unwillingness on his face slowly dissipated.

"The Country of Flowers"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gree slowly closed his eyes. Mark fell to the ground and gasped. He pulled out the branch from his chest. Looking at the thing that almost killed him, Mark shook his head helplessly. Today he saw the ruthlessness of the older generation