Pirate: The Strongest Dragon Man

Essendik woke up slowly, without opening his eyes. He felt a cool and comfortable feeling in his body.I moved my fingers and felt that I was soaking in water.

"Boy, wake up." A strange voice sounded, full of energy, otherwise the retort would be harsh.

Essendik opened his eyes suddenly, and then a hand suddenly pushed his head into the water.Essendik's eyes were immediately soaked in water, thus avoiding a second injury.Essendik resisted desperately, but the hand was like an iron pliers, holding him firmly to death, no matter how much he resisted, he would not move at all.

Ersendik wanted to push his head down to get rid of the control, but the hand held his head tightly, causing his head to hurt.Ersindik opened his eyes and observed.He wanted to see if he could survive. Unfortunately, the barrel was also very strong. He kicked it twice, but it had no effect.Just when he was eagerly thinking of a solution, his hand loosened.He blew out of the water, breathing heavily.

As soon as he took a breath, the big hand pushed his head into the water again.This time he did not resist. He first observed the situation in the water. It was very small. It should be a wooden barrel and looked for anything like a plug.

He found it. There was something like a plug in the ear right in front. It was not very far away. He raised his foot to the plug, but there was no response. He kicked it again. He almost didn't have enough air, so he kicked it hard again. Finally, the plug was opened, and with the help of water pressure, the plug was completely flushed out.And he was desperately staring at the palm, wanting to touch the water quickly.

The water was rising, but the palm was actually falling, keeping his face submerged.There is hope, but seeing that you really can't get it makes you feel the most helpless.

But Essendik did not give up. He supported himself with his hands and feet, feeling that the bones in his hands and feet were about to be crushed.

Slowly, his chest pressed against the bottom of the barrel, and Essendik knelt at the bottom of the barrel, never giving up his struggle for a moment.

With that hand retracted, Essendik struggled to support his body, wanting to see who it was and wanting to kill him.

"What a waste. You let go of the medicated bath with the juice of the holy tree Adam prepared for you." A serious voice sounded.

Essendik looked for a name, and it was him, the elder with the sword.Staring at him, there was no anger. Even if he was almost killed by him just now, even if he didn't mean to kill him, Ersindik knew that if he didn't resist, he would definitely not be awake in the barrel.

"Hmph, stubborn boy, what's your name?"

"Ersindik."

"Holy, Holy Essidian." The old man reminded seriously.

"Saint Mohanda, be careful from today on." With a reminder, Mohanda left.

Looking at the old man's back, Essendik smiled. He finally found it. The most helpless thing was that he had no power, and the most painful thing was getting the power illegally.And he, Ersindik, did have a way to gain power.

He tried clenching his fists, and it turned out to be a medicated bath prepared with the juice of the holy tree Adam. The fatigue of his muscles had recovered, and now his body only had the sore and numb feeling from the previous resistance.Looking at his body, his muscles were obviously stronger.

I stood up and moved around a bit, my whole body felt indescribably comfortable, and the hidden ailments I had suffered from the previous exercise had also been alleviated.After getting out of the bucket, I saw the clothes prepared beside me.Put on clothes and leave the bathroom.

Walking along the wooden floor, you arrive at a spacious room.Mohanda's back was facing the door, with a sword on his lap, part of the wooden scabbard exposed.

Ersindik looked at the wooden frame aside, with several wooden swords placed on it.Essendik walked over and picked up a wooden sword, which was not much shorter than him.Waved twice.But I have no experience in practicing swordsmanship, and I don’t know how to practice swordsmanship.Then he looked at Mohanda.

"Swing the sword at the wooden stake and hit the target." Mohanda said seriously.After saying that, he stood up, picked up a wooden sword, walked to the wooden stake, and took a good posture. No, every movement he made allowed him to draw the sword and strike extremely smoothly. This movement was just for Ersindik to see.

Take a good posture, aim at the target, draw the sword, slash, and sheath the sword.The upper half of the wooden stake flew up, and the cut was very smooth.Mohanda replaced the wooden sword and left the training room.

Ersindik recalled Mohanda's movements and practiced the sword swing.The first time I practiced swordplay, well, I didn't hit the target, so Ersindik has been practicing swordplay here.

After the enthusiasm of drawing the sword the first few times, every slash became a painful grind.But Essendik didn't dare to relax at all, and the boring slashing training was boring. The only thing worth laughing about was the feeling of getting stronger after soaking in the juice of the holy tree Adam every day, and the feeling of swinging the sword for the first time every day.

For half a month, people brought Ersindic sumptuous meals every day, and prepared medicinal baths every day.During this period, Mohanda came three times, once every five days, to demonstrate a cutting attack for Ersindik.

On the 15th day after knowing No. [-], Ersindic finally chopped off the wooden stakes.Mohanda then came with a child who was older than Ersindik.

"Compete with him." He said seriously.

Essendik was holding a wooden sword, and the child was indeed holding an iron sword with a serious expression. He had just seen Essendik chop away wooden stakes with this wooden sword. He did not think that his neck would be stronger than the wooden stakes. How strong.

Holding the iron sword, he stared at Ersindik with a fierce look, so vicious that he cut him on the neck with the sword.

Ersindik looked at him, with the corners of his mouth raised. Was he his opponent? An unknown guy was not worthy of being his opponent.

Take a stance, stare at your opponent, and observe his movements.

The boy was a little frightened by Essendik's stare. He shouted, stepped forward, and slashed horizontally with his sword, intending to cut off the wooden sword together with Essendik's neck.

Essendik twisted around, raised the blade, and knocked the boy's sword away. He quickly twisted the blade and slashed diagonally, hitting the boy's neck.

The iron sword fell to the ground, rebounded, and the boy's body fell to the ground. Unable to get up, Ersindik cut his neck with a knife.Another villain walked in, dragged away the boy's body, and wiped the ground clean.

Without incident, Mohanda walked to the wooden frame and picked up the wooden sword.He walked to the wooden pile again.There was no adjustment, just the moment it was thrust out, the wooden sword passed through the wooden stake.Sheath the sword.Putting the wooden sword back, Mohanda left.

Essendik came to the wooden stake, imitated Mohanda's appearance, and stabbed out with a sword. The huge force did not make the wooden sword pass through the wooden stake, but the force of the rebound shocked Essendik's arm. .

Ersindik began practicing sword thrusting again.As always, a life of training, eating, and taking a bath to become stronger.

Fifteen days later, Mohanda brought another young man to compete with Essendik using an iron sword. As expected, Essendik pierced the boy's throat with his sword.

Mohanda demonstrated the technique of slashing the sword once more, and then left.

This training lasted for two years.The current Ersindic is already higher than the wooden sword.

Ersindik continued to practice chopping, and Mohanda brought an adult into the training room.

"Compete with him. His name is Dikoas." Mohanda spoke slowly, naming his opponent for the first time.

"Essendik." Essendik announced his name.Posed.

"Dicaus." Deceas smiled cruelly and took a stance.

Ersendik was still staring at Dikoas. Hearing the old man say his opponent's name for the first time, Ersendik raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes were sharp.

The two of them slowly moved their steps, hoping to let their opponent reveal a flaw, but this time their opponent was very cautious and did not lift his arms or make a move, nor did he disrupt his breathing.

Seeing this, Ersindik twisted his feet and planned to buy a flaw for his opponent, but it had no effect.

Just as Dikoas got up on his hind legs, Ersindik suddenly thrust out with his sword.Dikoas raised his sword to block, trying to cut off Ersindik's wooden sword with the blade, but unexpectedly, the blade of Dikoas's fine iron sword struck the wooden sword, but sparks were produced from the collision.

Seeing this scene, Mohanda's expression relaxed for a moment, and he was a little relieved. This wooden sword is made of Adam wood, and it is extremely hard. However, if you don't pay attention to the sparks, this wooden sword has followed Ersin. It took Dick two years, and Ersindic's physical condition, which had been bathed in the sap of the holy tree Adam, was definitely the most superior. He could barely inspire colorless armed domineering energy, and these armed domineering were wrapped in wooden swords. This is what led to this result.

Blocking with the iron sword had no effect. Dikoas wanted to overwhelm Ersindik and force him back. Unfortunately, although Ersindik was just a little kid to Dijas, Ersindik's power was not something he could do. suppressed.

His efforts were ineffective, and Dijas slanted his sword, intending to trade it for his life. He seemed to look down on Ersindik's wooden sword, so he would naturally suffer a loss.

The iron sword slashed along the wooden sword, and when it was about to hit Ersindik, Dijas felt a sharp pain, but without hesitation, he slashed diagonally with the iron sword.

Ersindik's goal had been achieved, but the tip of the sword pierced Dikoas's waist. He quickly retracted the sword to block, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

The pain made Dikoas' eyes redden, and he struck rapidly and violently.

Essendik raised his sword to block and stepped back. Even though the wooden sword was very hard, Essendik did not intend to use the wooden sword to block it, because if the wooden sword broke, he would definitely die.

Use the diagonal knife to block, neutralize the force, and look for opportunities.

With a series of chops, Essendik lowered his body.

"Ah." A powerful and heavy slash fell, Ersindic lowered his body again, jumped lightly off the ground with his feet, and with the power of Dikoas, his whole body was forced to move one step sideways.

Dikoas felt that his strength had been removed, his body leaned forward, and his balance was destroyed. However, he was also an experienced swordsman, but he was just played by such a kid, and his anger took over his mind.

As soon as Ersindic's feet landed on the ground, he immediately broke out and rushed out.Dikoas had no chance to adjust his block.Ersindik slashed Dikoas' newly injured waist with a knife.

Although the wooden sword was not very sharp, when it was placed on the wound, blood immediately spattered.Ersindik succeeded in the attack and immediately turned to look at Dikoas.

The pain dissipated the anger, and Dickas's neck was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were a little frightened.Because, if Ersindik had used an iron sword, he would be full of intestines by now.The threat of death weighed on his nerves.The pain is not unbearable because life is at stake.

Suppressing the pain in his waist, Dijas held the sword in both hands and stared at Ersindik's movements. The kid's sneer made him very unhappy, but he did not dare to look down upon it.

But there was no suspense in this match. The two were evenly matched, but Dikoas was already injured, and his waist was injured. Ersindik walked around Dikoas, occasionally attacking, taking advantage of Dikoas' waist. Sluggishly, there were several more attacks, and finally Ersindik pierced Deceas' temple with a blow, ending the battle.

"Well, in two years, I have developed the prototype of domineering. Practice more." Mohanda said seriously. "Come with me to a place tomorrow. Someone wants to see you." After saying that, Mohanda left.

Essendik wrote it down and looked at the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword was full of small gaps. Essendik stroked the blade with his hand.He breathed a sigh of relief, "Is this domineering?"

After calming down, Ersindic began to swing his sword.