Pirate: My template is too strong

"Lord Luo Wen, what a coincidence."

Cyrus's mouth twitched.

He was just feeling lucky that he had stopped Rebecca from meeting Loven, but he didn't expect to meet love around the corner.

Now, it's all over!

"Lord Lowen, when did you come?"

Cyrus asked with an embarrassed look on his face.

“I’ve been here since the beginning.”

Lowen looked at Cyrus and said with a smile.

This guy is really abominable.

He actually wanted to stop a beautiful girl who admired him. Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise I would have missed Rebecca.

This is a fair and tender girl with pink hair. Although she is not wearing the "tight" armor that increases the enemy's attack speed, the tight princess dress also shows her good figure.

In terms of appearance, she was very similar to Luo Wen's XP system. And the kinship between her and Violet made Luo Wen a little excited.

Luo Wen looked at Rebecca with undisguised admiration in his eyes, and then sincerely invited her: "Rebecca, your swordsmanship is pretty good. Are you interested in following me?"

"But, Dad said that I'm not strong enough and might cause you trouble."

Rebecca looked like she wanted to agree but couldn't, and was very conflicted.

She was quite confident that with her strength as a swordsman, she could always help Luo Wen.

But after her father's brainwashing, she became a little unconfident.

"It won't cause any trouble. I think you have a good talent in swordsmanship, and I really want to give you some pointers."

"So, are you willing to learn swordsmanship from me?"

Luo Wen touched Rebecca's soft pink hair and felt it was so silky.

"I do, Lord Lowen!"

Rebecca was so excited that her face turned red, and she agreed without any hesitation.

She really didn't expect that her talent would be recognized by Luo Wen.

This is my idol, it's so exciting!

"Lord Lowen, you have so many important things to do. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to take time to teach Rebecca?"

When Cyrus saw Lowen's actions, his sense of crisis became even stronger.

He started taking advantage of us the moment we met. This adult has ulterior motives!

Men understand men best. It doesn't look like Luo Wen wants to teach his daughter kendo. I'm afraid he will end up teaching her in bed.

"How can it be a waste of time!" Luo Wen denied Cyrus's statement, and then said in Rebecca's expectant eyes: "Just give me some pointers while I'm practicing, it's not a problem at all."

When he was practicing before, he was also with Nami and the other girls, and he also gave them some guidance.

Now that the strength of the Nami girls has entered a period of slow growth, they no longer need his constant guidance.

With his rich experience, teaching Rebecca was a piece of cake.

"Thank you, Lord Lowen!"

Rebecca's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes and she bowed to Lowen with a happy look on her face to express her gratitude.

"Well, since Lord Lowen doesn't mind my daughter, then I'll leave Rebecca to you."

Seeing this, Cyrus was helpless.

He had no idea what to do with his daughter who was so eager to give her away for free!

But this is his daughter after all, so he still has to struggle a little more.

After thinking for a while, Cyrus said to Rebecca seriously: "Since Lord Lowen wants to teach you how to practice swordsmanship, you have to treat Lord Lowen as a teacher, understand?"

"I understand, Father!"

Rebecca agreed without hesitation.

It was only natural for her to respect Luo Wen, who was going to teach her kendo, as a teacher.

"..."

Lowen immediately saw through Cyrus's thoughts.

The old father really had good intentions in wanting to use the master-disciple relationship to restrict the development of Luo Wen and Rebecca.

But having been influenced by various cases of disciples rebelling against their masters and disciples rebelling against their masters, he doesn't care about this.

He became even more excited at the thought of his pink-haired female apprentice.

Doesn't this give him an attack speed buff?

"Don't worry, I will teach Rebecca well."

Lowen patted Cyrus on the shoulder and walked away with Rebecca.

Rebecca, you have to take good care of yourself and don't fall so early!

Cyrus stretched out his hand, seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and finally watched the two men leave.

……

Soon, Lowen brought Rebecca to his own courtyard.

"Are you not confident in your own abilities?"

Luo Wen asked, rubbing his chin.

In fact, Rebecca's strength is quite good. She is a swordsman at a young age.

Compared to the current Sauron, it’s not much different.

"Yes, a little bit. I am far behind Lord Luo Wen."

Rebecca was depressed.

"Are you targeting me? That's a little short of the mark."

Luo Wen stroked Rebecca's long pink hair and said, "But with my guidance, I believe you will improve quickly if you are obedient."

"I will be obedient. Please teach me strictly, Lord Lowen!"

Rebecca bowed deeply, revealing her snow-white hills inadvertently.

"You are very motivated. I recognize you!"

Loven was dazzled by the whiteness of her chest and recognized Rebecca's strong assets.

Sure enough, showing your breasts when apologizing is common sense, and the same goes for making a request.

"Then our sword training will officially begin. I will teach you the art of the Sword Saint, the Secret Sword Swallow Return!"

Lowen looked into Rebecca's eyes and said seriously.

"The Sword Saint's Art, the Secret Sword Swallow Returns?!"

Rebecca's face turned serious and she looked at Lowen excitedly.

"The secret sword Swallow returns, allowing mortals to cut off the swordsmanship of Flying Swallow."

Luo Wen nodded, and then introduced Yan Fan's origins.

"Cut off the swallows? That sounds a bit ordinary."

Rebecca said this somewhat cryptically.

In fact, it was quite easy for her. With her current swordsmanship, it was not difficult to cut off the swallow.

"This is a great sword technique, one that is good enough to qualify one as a sword master. The point is not to cut off the swallow, but to enable a mortal to cut off the swallow."

Luo Wen shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

In the world of pirates, many sword techniques are indeed not very powerful.

But the sword-fighting concepts therein do have their merits.

If the first level of Yan Fan doesn't work, then can't I do the seventh level? Doflamingo was so depressed by this that he shut himself up.

"The mortal who cut off the swallow?"

Rebecca was even more confused.

How can a mortal cut off a swallow?

Swallows fly so high and so fast, they are the spirits of the sky. She also became a swordsman and had the flying slash skill, so she could cut the birds in the sky.

"Swallows are migratory birds that can sense air currents. When a mortal swings his sword, the swallows will sense the air currents and change direction."

"So, one sword cannot kill the swallow. You must use another sword to block the escape route of the evading swallow. But the swallow's reaction is too sensitive, and it may still dodge to the side with the second sword. Therefore, there must be a third sword to block the escape route to the side."

"One sword forces it to move, one sword kills it, and one sword kills it. The moment Yan Zi appears, three swords are launched at different angles almost at the same time, and it has no choice but to die."

Luo Wen explained in detail.

It sounds simple, it’s just three swords.

But it is not like this in actual use. The enemy is like a swallow, constantly changing positions.

Therefore, the directions of these three swords need to be adjusted according to the situation, but the power and speed cannot be weakened, so as to kill the enemy in an instant.

"Poor Swallow."

Rebecca stuck out her tongue, lamenting Swallow's tragic fate.

What crime did Yan Zi commit to have to endure such a horrific move?

Which sword master could come up with the swallow-killing move out of boredom?

"Fool, the swallows are pitiful, but the enemies are not."

Loven knocked Rebecca on the head and scolded her with a smile.

"I understand, teacher!"

Rebecca covered her head, looking pitiful.

If the enemy faces such a move, he will definitely despair.

In a trance, she imagined herself as a carefree swallow.

While flying freely in the air, three sword lights suddenly flashed.

Rushing forward means death, retreating means death, and turning sideways also means death.

Die, die, die!

Trapped in a desperate situation!

Rebecca was shocked by Yan Fan's murderous intent.

She couldn't help but get excited. This kind of move was a supreme secret skill for every swordsman, the kind that would not be taught until the moment of death.

"Teacher, I want to learn this!"

Rebecca said excitedly, her eyes sparkling.