Crazy attack in the world of pirates

"If you really want to participate in my devil training, just promise me and give up your innocent dream." The old man looked at Blue's somewhat gloomy eyes, thought for a while, and continued.

Blue heard the sound and glanced at several of his friends, who were all staring at him with burning eyes, obviously hoping that he would give up and join them in the old man's training.

He looked at Liu Jiang again, who was similar to his dream, but found that he was lowering his head without any intention of expressing his position. He hesitated for a while, looked at the old man, and spoke:

"Okay, I'll give up on my dream. I'll just protect the people around me."

When the old man heard this, all the seriousness on his face disappeared. He glanced at Liu Jiang, as if to say, "Look, this is a wise choice." Then, he looked at Bru and the others, and said with a smile again:

"Okay, he is really a smart boy and not like some idiots. If so, then you should come over before five o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Long live Grandpa Yerig" the friends immediately cheered.

"Okay, I'm going to get ready now. You can play by yourselves."

Time slowly passed in the evening, and the four Blues also left one by one. After dinner, Liu Jiang, who felt a little bored because he had nothing to do, sat on the big wooden pile for chopping firewood, kicked his feet in boredom, and started the first meal. Look up at the starry sky of this world once.

It was only nine o'clock at the moment, and the night was a little hazy, but a waning moon and countless stars had already begun to decorate the starry sky. It was mysterious and beautiful. He had not seen such a starry sky for a long, long time.

As his eyes widened, Liu Jiang's thoughts slowly spread. What is the outside world like? Is it really as sinister as the old man said?

He is yearning for it

Early the next morning, Liu Jiang, who was used to getting up at five o'clock, got up early. Not long after, Morig and several other friends came.

"By the way, brat, I forgot to tell you yesterday. Ahem."

After the old man assigned the tasks to several friends, he just asked Liu Jiang, who was doing nothing at the side, to supervise him, when he suddenly slapped his head and said:

"The owner of the Yixin Tao Hall ordered ten wooden swords from me yesterday and asked me to deliver them to him at ten o'clock today. Remember to deliver them to him later. Don't be late. The wooden swords are ready in that room. .”

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the house on the right.

"Oh, remember."

Liu Jiang was somewhat interested in the Yishin Dojo in Carl's memory. Well, rather than being interested in the dojo, he was more interested in the swordsmanship taught there, and in the little girl who made Karl blush.

By the way, Isshin Dojo is said to be a dojo, but it is actually a sword gym. The owner of this sword hall accepts disciples more casually and the fees are not high. In the past, Carl was also favored by the owner of this sword hall and thought he was very talented. Talent, he even took the initiative to invite him, but later he was rejected by the old man.

Well, it's because the old man looked down on the owner named Koushiro. He seemed to think that he was too weak and gentle and didn't look like a swordsman at all.

The old man nodded and turned around and walked outside, not knowing where he was going.

"Karl, are you not training anymore?"

At this time, Hill, who was chopping firewood, glanced at Liu Jiang, who was watching them chopping firewood, and said doubtfully.

"Ah" Liu Jiang, who was thinking about Yixin Dojo, was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "The old man asked me to adjust my condition in these two days, and then start training in two days."

"Oh." Hill responded, then concentrated on chopping firewood.

Liu Jiang, who had come back to his senses, looked at the awkward movements of Hill and the others, shook his head, and started to instruct them one by one. He only talked about some simple wood chopping movements and the methods he had summed up in the past six months to feel the wood's weaknesses. .

But despite this, the four of them were sweating profusely and exhausted after two hours. However, maybe because they were bullied yesterday, they still insisted on doing the old man's wood-chopping training.

After finally persisting for an hour, the firewood chopping training was over. After Liu Jiang glanced at the firewood chopped by several people, he told the three people the unfinished number, but he did not deliberately falsely report it.

Now that they have made this choice, they should be prepared to endure hardships.

Afterwards, Liu Jiang guided the four people on Hill one by one to perform weight-bearing squat training. After almost half an hour, the four barely mastered the standard movements and were training with difficulty.

"Hey, Molig, keep an eye on them, I'm going to deliver the sword to Yishin Gym now."

After instructing the three of them, Liu Jiang looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock, and he planned to go to Yixin Dojo to send swords.

After all, he hadn't had breakfast for a long time, and he was still a little nostalgic. If he went to the village now, he could go to the restaurant owned by Molig's family for a meal first, and then go to deliver the sword to Yixin Dojo. The time was perfect.

After Molig stopped and responded, Liu Jiang walked towards the sword storage room on the right side of the yard. When he opened the door, he saw a large dusty iron pipe on the left side of the room, which looked a bit like The barrel of the cannon, and on the right are three jars, two of which are filled with wooden knives, and the remaining one is filled with knives that are actually used to kill people.

After randomly picking ten wooden knives from the jar and holding them in his arms, Liu Jiang walked out of the house, closed the door, and headed towards the village.

After walking for only more than ten minutes, the number of houses around him gradually increased, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually became denser. Only then did Liu Jiang enter the village, and then headed directly towards the restaurant owned by Molig's family.

"Little Carl is here, haven't you eaten yet?"

As soon as he walked outside the store, Uncle Moding saw Liu Jiang outside among the crowd, and shouted to him with a smile on his face:

"Come in and sit for a while. I'll make you your favorite beef noodles right away."

"Hey, thank you, Uncle Modin."

Liu Jiang didn't refuse, and after a happy response, he walked into an empty table and sat down.

"Are you going to send a sword to Isshin Dojo?"

Uncle Moding glanced at the wooden knife Liu Jiang put on the table and chatted while cooking noodles:

"Your business has been pretty good recently, right?"

"Well, yes. I don't know about the business either. Old men usually don't tell me."

"Just wait, it will be ready soon." Uncle Modin nodded, picked at the noodles in the pot and said.

"Ah."

In about two or three minutes, Uncle Moding brought a large bowl of noodles to Liu Jiang's table:

"You can fill it up after you finish eating. Business is quite busy right now, so I won't entertain you for now."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Modin greeted the other diners.

"Go ahead and be busy, thank you uncle"

After Liu Jiang thanked him, he took the noodles and started sucking them directly.

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