Ignite the fire from the pirates

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If you want to improve your physical strength and mental will quickly, you need to open the treasure chest to get attribute cards.

As for swordsmanship, or communicating with the sword, one needs to share food and sleep with Asaoka. Through accumulated training, one can infuse the essence of one's soul into Asaoka and create one's own Zanpakutō.

The essence of the soul, the spiritual will.

In this case, perhaps this Asauchi will be the strongest fire-type Zanpakutō, but it is not certain whether it will still be Ryujin Jakka.

Theoretically, all Zanpakuto were created by the guy wearing sunglasses, but since this treasure chest was opened and the spiritual pressure requirements were changed to physical strength and mental will, how could it be possible that it was made by Nimeiya Wangyue.

Kevin, guessing the Zanpakuto in his hand, has already arrived at Shimotsuki Village. The mask and cloak are still standard, but before he can enter, he is blocked outside by Koshiro.

And then he pulled him into the grove.

"Not even letting you in through the door, this is not the way to treat guests."

Koshiro said with a bitter face: "Don't you know how conspicuous your outfit is after the wanted order came out? I rushed here as soon as I knew you were on the island."

Uh……

It seems so.

Kevin was a little embarrassed, but still said, "I came here mainly to ask for something."

Koshiro sighed, "Hasn't the food we collected earlier already been sent away? It's still early for the autumn harvest, and there's nothing I can do at this moment."

Kevin shook his head slightly: "No. I want to learn sword skills from you."

Learning sword?

Koshiro was stunned for a moment, and only then did he focus his eyes on the long sword at Kevin's waist.

Just from the posture and the position of the knife, he knew that the man in front of him, whom Dorag called "Sir", had never learned how to use a knife and did not know how to use it.

No foundation at this age?

How can it be? !

"I can sense that you have a strong domineering aura. In this case, there is no need to learn swordsmanship. And although you are wearing a mask and I cannot tell your exact age, it is obvious that you have passed the best time to learn swordsmanship."

Kevin was silent for a while. "There is a reason why I must learn to use a knife. I can start from the beginning. I need to communicate with my knife."

Koshiro had a headache. Why did the person in front of him seem to be unable to listen?

The way of using strength has its own rhythm. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult to reach the original level no matter how hard you try to learn swordsmanship again.

Even if it is Ryuo, it is just to arm the blade with domineering. After many years, you may be able to develop a black sword, but there is no need to think about becoming a great swordsman.

Koshiro wanted to say something, but seeing the determination in his eyes under the mask, he could only sigh and reply, "Okay. You can't go to the dojo. I'll teach you here for half a day every day."

He knew very well that if he did not agree to let this guy come every day, if he were to enter the dojo and be discovered one day, then his Shimotsuki Village would no longer exist.

After figuring out how to learn how to use a sword as a spark, Kevin started asking for advice directly. He wanted to do it right away during today's half-day session because he didn't want to wait at all.

The power of the Zanpakuto can speed up the progress of the plan, and even allow him to accomplish it directly, so he can't help but take it seriously.

In the grove, Kevin placed the stool horizontally and sat down cross-legged.

Opposite him, Koshiro also began to teach the most basic techniques, occasionally saying something about the uselessness of using a knife.

Two hours later, Kevin asked directly, "What should I do if I want to communicate with Dao?"

Koshiro replied, "If you sleep and live together for a long time, you will be able to sense the breath of the sword. That's when you can establish communication."

"But in fact, communication is just talk. After all, no knife can speak. In other words, you can sense it and treat it as a part of your body."

“The same is true for chopping training. Only by constantly holding the handle of the knife tightly can you feel the existence of the knife.”

"Then let's begin!"

start? What to start with?

"Hit with all your strength three thousand times."

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Chapter 82 The difficult swordsmanship training

Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.

While the main body was training in Shimotsuki Village in the East China Sea, the shadow clone who was taking a temporary rest was also looking for the swordsman in the navy.

There are many people in the navy who use knives, but none of them are as good as Hawkeye.

Among them, some lieutenant generals such as Flying Squirrel, because of their previous notoriety, completely treated Kevin as a transparent person and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Even if they were not afraid of being accused of bullying the weak, they would probably find fault with him when the monster rose up.

Fortunately, there are sword-fighting classes in the Navy Headquarters. After all, there are many majors and above in the headquarters who use swords, so someone still needs to teach them.

Although Kevin didn't use a knife in the youth training camp so I didn't care, I still attended a few classes teaching knife skills, although the main purpose was not pure.

The new outdoor training ground of the youth training camp.

Kevin was noticed by the person who was speaking as soon as he arrived. He glanced at him and didn't pay much attention. However, Zefa, who was sitting next to him, waved to him.

"teacher."

Kevin bowed slightly.

"Heh, you haven't been here since your class graduated. Why are you here today?"

Zefa said as he looked at Kevin's waist, which was a standard navy long sword.

Then he frowned and said, "I remember you didn't use a knife. You only learned knife skills once or twice in the youth training camp. Why do you suddenly want to learn knife skills?"

Although Kevin had sensed the coming storm, he still admitted, "I want to learn swordsmanship recently, so I thought about coming to the youth training camp to follow and listen."

"Humph."

Zefa snorted coldly: "I remember telling you in the youth training camp that Haki is the root of all power. Whether it is the ability of the devil fruit or the sword, it is only one of the auxiliary powers."

"You already have your own way of using your strength based on the Six Styles. Learning swordsmanship from scratch now is putting the cart before the horse and wasting time. What are you thinking?"

Uh……

Kevin was so speechless after being confronted.

It's not like he can just use Shikai and chase Sakaski at 6,000 degrees next time. If he can use Bankai, he can just go to Marijoa and chop off Im's head and use it as a chamber pot, and then liberate the whole world within three days.

This body is not a physical entity. If you anger the old man and get slapped and turned into smoke, that would be a big deal.

After organizing his words, Kevin said sincerely: "Teacher, my domineering aura and original methods have reached a certain point. It is difficult to make further progress, so I was thinking about whether I could learn some usage of the knife."

Zefa was still dissatisfied: "You should squeeze out some time to go to Judicial Island to drink and pick up girls in Water Seven. You don't need to come here now."

Kevin scratched his head, feeling very embarrassed, but fortunately Zefa waved his hand and told him to go down, apparently thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Kevin bowed slightly and retreated, then found a corner to stand in and began to listen to the Lieutenant General Taotu explaining the sword skills and training methods.

But it is obvious that the trainees in the youth training camp are all elites from the Four Seas and Grand Line Navy, and those who use knives here are not novices like Kevin.

Therefore, the sword-fighting class in the youth training camp was not the basics. Apart from the basic training of chopping with all one's strength, he didn't understand anything at all.

After an afternoon, the navy had gained nothing.

It was in the East China Sea where his main body was located that Kevin gained the most basic understanding of swordsmanship.

The so-called communication with the knife is a completely slow and steady process, which requires walking, sitting or lying down, and two hours of meditation every day to comprehend it.

At night, the real body returned to the Marine Headquarters. After the shadow clone dissipated, he released another one and asked it to take his Zanpakuto and meditate on a deserted island.

Outrageous, go to sleep!

When he woke up the next day, the shadow clone was retracted and dispersed to accept the memory, and he was still in a daze.

It's either about the Revolutionary Army, or how long it will take for Kuzan on the Navy's side to take action. Anyway, the more he tried to calm down, the more random thoughts started popping up, and it was of no use at all.

Well, today we will continue to go to Shimotsuki Village to look for Koshiro.

The clone continued to attend classes. Although it was not basic, the memories and insights he brought back could at least play a role.

Today's swordsmanship class was taught by the flying squirrel instead of the peach rabbit. He looked at Kevin several times and then at his standard long sword, his eyes full of sarcasm.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Kevin felt he could have fought him.

And the little white-haired devil next to me is very annoying. He looks at me provocatively from time to time and seems to deserve a beating.

Kevin, who was listening to the class in a half-absent-minded state and thinking about whether he should hit the flying squirrel with a club later, was touched on the arm.

He turned his head and looked at the white-haired kid: "What?"

The white-haired kid raised his lips, almost like a crooked-mouthed dragon king: "I heard that you are the monster from the previous youth training camp? Can we have a fight?"

Kevin replied directly: "Wait for me after class."

Compared to being bothered for the rest of the day, simply having a meal with this guy is a quicker option.

As for ridicule?

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he immediately realized the gap and the ridicule between them kept going on. The best solution was to beat him up.

Wait, what did the guy with the mustache above just say?

What is a knife?

Kevin glared at the white-haired kid in annoyance. He didn't listen clearly in class and went to ask after class. The flying squirrel didn't have such a good attitude towards him.

Soon, the lecture ended and the students began to practice on their own.

Seventeen-year-old Smoker with silver hair followed excitedly.

"Major General Kevin, I've heard of you. You were the youngest student in the previous training camp, and the fourth monster in the Navy Youth Training Camp. You were directly promoted to Major General after the graduation assessment..."

"Alright, alright."

Before he could finish his words, Kevin interrupted him: "Hurry up and start. We have to go eat after the game."

Smoker was stunned. Right here?

“Don’t go to a special…”

"unnecessary."

Kevin interrupted him again: "I don't have much time. If you don't make a move, then you'll just give up."

Smoker looked around and it seemed that Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, who was about to leave, had also stopped and was looking at this place.

"Even if you are a monster, you don't take me seriously, do you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, white smoke formed a big hand and slapped Kevin.

"Shh."

Without even raising his eyelids, Kevin appeared in front of Smoker and punched him in the abdomen.

The elemental form of nature was caught in the entity, and with just one strike, Smoker was swirled in smoke and sent flying.

"You can make some noises during a fight, but it's better to make your move right after you make the noises. Are you trying to tell your opponent that you're going to explode and you should get ready? Idiot."

After saying that, Kevin left.

Smoker on this side was also helped up by his classmates. They were quite united and greeted Kevin who was leaving.

"That bastard may be a scum of the navy, but he is worthy of being called a monster. Smoker's fruit ability is a natural one, but he captured the entity with just one strike."

"His Haki is very strong, and his Observation Haki and Armament Haki have both reached very high levels."

"Smoker, are you upset? Although Tina doesn't like him, the teacher said he is very strong."

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Smoker, who was helped up, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still looking in the direction of Kevin leaving the training ground.

Even though such a guy has reached this level, he still wants to become stronger, so he comes to listen to the swordsmanship class.

Although the reputation is not good, I am too weak in comparison, so weak that I have no room for resistance.

It’s the second time we meet, the executioner Kevin.

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Kevin, who had no idea that he had become a target, ate and drank to his heart's content in the cafeteria and then went straight to his residence.

After the youth training camp ended, as a newly promoted major general, I also had my own dormitory.