Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

The crescent-shaped blades that attacked the mole were instantly sliced ​​apart.

moment.

Ron, who was using Observation Haki, sensed a danger.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and without hesitation, he turned around, his Raikiri tracing a perfect arc.

"Breathing of the Moon - Fifth Form: Lunar Vortex".

Defensive sword techniques.

Huge vortexes of blade wind appeared around Ron, colliding with a slash that suddenly appeared in front of him, producing a sharp sound of sharp weapons rubbing against each other!

呲呲呲!

Sharp gusts of wind emanated from the clash between the two strikes, spreading outwards in all directions!

58. Special Training Methods for Flying Squirrels (6/5)

The mole was increasingly surprised.

This kid actually managed to block his slash. Although it was just a casual slash, it was still a slash from a swordsman who had reached the Iron-Cutting Realm. An ordinary swordsman at the Sword Intent Realm would never be able to deal with it so easily.

Moreover... he even awakened his Observation Haki!

He's only about 11 years old, right?

What a monster...

Ignoring his shock.

"Breath of the Moon - Sixth Form: Long Night Lonely Moon - Unending!"

Ron, wielding the Raiken with both hands, focused his attacks on the mole with rapid, alternating slashes.

In an instant.

More than a dozen incredibly sharp blades of wind, accompanied by countless crescent-shaped blades, slashed towards the mole.

The mole narrowed its eyes, gripped the knife with both hands, and swung it forward in a slash.

A powerful and domineering slash, accompanied by an extremely fierce blade wind, instantly and irrevocably shattered the blade winds and crescent blades, slashing towards Ron.

"What"

Ron's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately drew his knife to parry.

But the fierce slash still forced him to slide backward for more than ten meters.

When Ron looked up again...

The mole has already sheathed his sword.

"Your aura and killing intent are quite impressive. This kind of unpredictable sword technique is one of the best I've ever seen, and you've mastered it very well, but..."

The mole glanced at Ron: "If you rely solely on such sword techniques, you will never reach the level of cutting through iron."

Ron's eyes widened slightly.

The mole turned his back to him and lit a cigarette.

"I don't know if anyone has ever told you that to reach the level of cutting through iron, you need to be strong enough in your heart, strong enough to have the courage and confidence to cut through steel even when holding a wooden stick."

"But if you want to have this kind of confidence and spirit, you can't just rely on the sword techniques you've mastered. Those techniques will only make you blind."

The mole, with his back to Ron, exhaled a smoke ring.

Ron seemed to be deep in thought.

"Then what should I do?"

The mole with the mohawk turned and glanced at him.

"Starting tomorrow, abandon those sword techniques."

After saying that, he left, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Still here at 9 PM tomorrow night."

……

The next night.

Ron arrived early.

After the mole arrived.

Without exchanging any words, the two immediately began fighting.

Ron suppressed the urge to unleash his sword techniques, simply swinging and slashing.

This time, he was taught a terrible lesson by the mole.

After the fight.

The mole asked him how he felt, lying in a large pit, almost unable to move.

"Once I learn it, I'll definitely let you experience it too..."

Ron stared at the flying squirrel standing on the edge of the pit and gritted his teeth.

The mole calmly exhaled a smoke ring:

"That's right. Keep this feeling in mind and continue tomorrow."

Day three.

Fourth day.

Day .

…………

This went on for a month.

Facing a swordsman at the Iron-Cutting Realm without being able to use any sword techniques or other methods.

Ron was completely on the receiving end of the beating.

Fortunately, he was able to quickly recover his strength and repair his wounds using the Sun Breathing Technique; otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he could have held on.

After each match, Ron felt as if he had a pent-up anger in his chest, and with nowhere to vent it, it only grew stronger.

In the next battle against the mole.

With each strike, he wanted to unleash the pent-up anger he had been building up, but each time he was just a little short, the flying squirrel would suddenly stop and say it was over, forcing him to swallow his anger back down.

Under this constant suppression, Ron's anger was like a balloon being blown up, but it could never be released.

Driven by the immense and oppressive negative emotions within him, Ron went mad, swinging the Raikiri again and again, day and night.

Every time he swung his sword, the face of that flying squirrel that infuriated him, along with its mohawk hairstyle, would appear in his mind.

I wish I could chop it into pieces!

Even without using sword techniques, I'm determined to kill that guy!

Ron recalled the flying squirrel's mocking words and expressions, and a red glint gradually appeared in the depths of his eyes.

What he didn't notice was.

During the month he practiced his swordsmanship with madness and focused intensely on it, the permanent buff "True Meaning of Thousand Hammers" was active most of the time.

His swordsmanship level also unknowingly progressed from the initial stage of the realm of intent to the minor stage of the realm of intent.

…………

Within this month.

News of the flying squirrel instructing Ron in swordsmanship also reached the ears of the Navy's high command.

In the Marshal's office, only Marshal Sengoku and Lieutenant General Tsuru were discussing the matter.

"Xiaohe, do you think this needs to be stopped?"

"From my perspective alone, I would stop it."

The white-haired Lieutenant General Crane sat calmly in his chair and said, "The flying squirrel knowingly violated military orders by teaching that child swordsmanship, and rightfully deserves the punishment he should receive, but..."

She sighed.

“If we take Zefa into account, I think we can just ignore this matter.”

"Consider it some compensation for him, Sengoku."

After a moment of silence, Zhan Guo nodded.

…………

soon.

Another month or so has passed.

This night.

Vice Admiral Gion, nicknamed Momousagi, has returned from a mission that had been undercover for two years.