Crossing the azure as a black dragon

"Swordsmanship... Do I, a ship girl, really need to comprehend the Dao?"

Black Dragon stood in the center of the training field and closed his eyes.

Since her transmigration, the only people she's ever sparred with in swordsmanship are Takao and Ashigara, who each set their own rules for swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship wasn't particularly strong; in fact, he was even outmatched by Black Flying Dragon's physical prowess.

Does the Black Wyvern have sword attacks in the game?

Black Flying Dragon frowned.

"No, I can't apply the game's settings to reality anymore. The Black Dragon is me now."

Black Dragon opened his eyes and sighed.

“A game is a game, the past is the past, the present is the present, and what I need now is the skill to slay the Sirens.”

Hei Feilong had a general idea of ​​what was going on. She turned around, put the wooden sword back on the sword rack, and walked out of the gym.

Practicing here is just fooling yourself.

"Ow?"

Yuudachi saw Kurohiryu leave the gym and wanted to go up and talk to him, but when she saw Kurohiryu's serious expression, she stopped in her tracks.

Black Flying Dragon returned to the dock along the main road. Some ship girls had already returned to the port area, and they all looked quite excited, seemingly having had their fighting spirit ignited by this exercise.

After pausing for a while at the dock, Black Dragon followed the steps to the beach.

There's a small pavilion here; this is where Black Dragon registered.

"Let's test the speed first."

Black Dragon looked around. In front of him was a vast beach with a large forest nearby. Although it looked overgrown with weeds, an amusement park was just a hundred meters away if you darted into the forest from the beach.

After stretching its limbs, the black dragon assumed a starting stance and shot off with a whoosh, disappearing from its spot in the blink of an eye.

Black Dragon went all out this time, moving at an extremely fast speed. Every step it took on the beach kicked up a large amount of sand, leaving a deep trail of footprints on the sand like the wind.

In less than five minutes, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared at the end of the beach.

"That's really something."

Several figures appeared on the dock, looking at the black flying dragon that had left everyone else in the dust, somewhat speechless.

"speed?"

Amagi asked the supernatural being beside him.

"70 kilometers per hour?"

Jintsu picked up his fan, rested it on his chin, and said in an uncertain tone.

Can you reach that speed?

Amagi asked again.

"No, on land, I can only maintain a normal speed of 30 kilometers per hour."

Shen Tong replied with some regret.

"It seems our limits are even higher than I imagined."

A smile appeared on Tiancheng's face.

"Are we going to have to revise the blueprints again?"

The supernatural being seemed to realize something and let out a mournful cry.

"Flying Eagle, record the Black Flying Dragon's data."

Ignoring the supernatural power, Amagi gave instructions and turned to leave.

……

After running for half an hour, Black Dragon was forced to stop; she had crashed into a ship.

"Luckily, I didn't hit anything hard."

Black Dragon turned around and looked at the abandoned ship with a large hole in it, his heart pounding.

She was going so fast that even if you could see the ship from a distance, you couldn't stop it. Despite braking repeatedly, she still crashed completely.

How far did I run?

Black Flying Dragon rubbed his forehead and looked back. There was only an endless beach, but two reconnaissance planes were following overhead. They looked like Flying Eagle's reconnaissance planes.

After resting for a while, Black Flying Dragon stepped onto the sea, deployed its ship equipment, and launched reconnaissance aircraft to circle around. There was no sign of human habitation within a ten-mile radius, only a few highways connecting the land.

"This is it."

Having made up his mind, Black Flying Dragon drew his sword and slashed downwards diagonally. Dark red sword energy rippled out and struck the seabed, cutting open a crack more than ten meters long.

"..."

Black Flying Dragon silently sheathed his sword, ran a short distance deeper into the area, and casually slashed out with a burst of sword energy.

"Too stiff."

Black Flying Dragon frowned as he watched the sword energy dissipate into the distance.

Previously, she thought that as long as she could pass, that would be fine, without delving into her own strength and the principles behind the generation of sword energy. Now it seems that she was too influenced by the game and limited her own potential.

After thinking for a while, Black Flying Dragon swung his sword a few more times. This time, the sword energy was smaller in size, faster, and farther in distance.

After a while, the sword energy became even smaller, and then quickly dissipated.

Black Dragon pondered again, while Eagle's planes rotated wave after wave, circling overhead to help keep watch.

"So that's how it is. The problem was indeed with myself."

After trying again and again, Black Flying Dragon gradually understood how to use sword energy.

Her body is very strong, completely replicating Black Dragon at its peak. However, Black Dragon never explored this potential, always relying on his past achievements and even suppressing himself. This resulted in him being very strong when fighting weak opponents, but suffering setbacks when encountering opponents of similar skill.

"I gradually understood everything."

Black Dragon felt a surge of clarity in his heart.

Suddenly, the knife in Black Flying Dragon's hand slashed through the air, making a piercing whistling sound, but no sword energy appeared.

This wasn't because she lessened her strength; it was a forceful strike.

"almost."

Black Dragon sheathed his longsword, determined to give the Sirens a surprise next time they met.

"Now that the sword energy problem is solved, what about the aircraft proficiency?"

He couldn't even maintain his detached state for ten minutes, and Black Flying Dragon was once again filled with conflicted emotions.

Sword energy is a power bestowed upon her by her body; proficiency in carrier-based aircraft cannot be etched into her DNA.

"Never mind, let's talk about it later."

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Feilong gave up thinking and turned to start his return journey.

Chapter 80 Three-Person Mission

After running for half an hour, Black Flying Dragon never expected that his return journey would also take half an hour.

"What kind of crazy speed am I going to have?"

Black Dragon had a toothache and didn't usually realize how powerful he was.

"Be kind to yourself in daily life, and don't suppress your feelings too much."

Eagle retrieved the reconnaissance plane, walked over to Black Dragon, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

"kindness."

Black Flying Dragon shamelessly replied.

"I'll head back now. Don't slack off on carrier-based aircraft training."

The eagle withdrew its hand and turned to leave.

Black Flying Dragon turned to look into the distance; the warship was still anchored nearby and had not left.

That commander suffered a series of defeats here; I wonder if it will be discouraging.

There were still many ship girls practicing and having fun on the sea. It was a rare opportunity for them to participate in such an exercise, and everyone was very excited.

After lingering for a while, Black Dragon headed back and encountered Helena, who was also heading home. However, Helena seemed to be thinking about something and didn't notice Black Dragon.

"Helena."

Black Flying Dragon quickly went up and greeted them.

"Black Flying Dragon? Hello there."

Helena snapped out of her reverie and looked at the black dragon.

"What's wrong? You look tired."

The black dragon was rather strange.

"Cleveland and I were both added to the expedition team."

Helena said, frowning.

"Isn't this a good thing? Ah, Helena, you don't seem to like fighting."

Black Dragon remembered Helena's personality only after he finished speaking his first sentence.

Although she often goes on missions with Cleveland, Helena is actually not very interested in combat.

"If you don't want to participate, you can refuse. It's not a mandatory task."

Black Dragon spread his hands and said.

“Cleveland and the companies both want to participate, and I’m not comfortable with that.”