People are full of pirates

Chapter 395 Guiding Sauron
"Shuangyue Village..."

Nuo Xia clapped her fists and suddenly realized, "So that's how it is...the culprit has been found!"

No wonder.

No wonder he usually has a good sense of direction, but this time he suddenly lost his way, and Lu Xianneng was so crooked.

Obviously it's definitely not my fault, it must be affected by the debuff of a certain green algae head!

"Speaking of which, Sauron shouldn't be too young now."

Nuo Xia rubbed the stubble on his chin, pondered for a while, and made a decision, "Well, there is plenty of time anyway..."

Originally, he just planned to find a random villager to ask for directions.

But since I came to Shuangyue Village by accident, it would be a pity not to stop by the Yixin Dojo, just to see the future world's number one sword... Ah, no, the world's number one road idiot, now what? What a great place to grow!
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It was evening, the sun was setting.

In the village in the distance, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the voices of adults calling their children to eat can be heard vaguely.

The children of Yixin Dojo have already finished today's swordsmanship lesson and went back to their respective homes.

But for a young man with a green algae head, this is the beginning of the daily extra training session.

The young man made three strokes and two strokes, wolfed down a few steamed buns, and then he finished his dinner. Then he took his bamboo sword and walked quickly to the empty training ground behind the dojo.

The training ground is quite simple, with only a few wooden stakes standing quietly.

Mottled sword marks, one after another, covered the surface of the wooden pile, shimmering in the twilight of the setting sun, just like the years of practice soaked in sweat over the years of worshiping in the dojo.

"It's about to start!"

The boy clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to cheer himself up, "At least practice until ten o'clock today! Tomorrow, tomorrow is the 2201st confrontation with Guina!"

"I have already lost to her 2200 times!"

"This time, I must win the victory, let that guy also taste the taste of failure!"

With resentment and unwillingness for the repeated defeats of the past few years, the green algae-headed boy took a steady step, grabbed the bamboo sword with his right hand, clenched both hands, and held on to the front.

"drink!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man let out a low cry, moved his wrist abruptly, and the wooden sword came out in response to the sound, swift as the wind, and ruthlessly fell on the wooden post.

pat!

The crisp sound of popping beans suddenly exploded in the small wooden house, and a long sword mark appeared on the top of the solid wooden stake under the sword in an instant.

As for the green algae-headed boy, his expression remained unchanged, he drew back his wooden sword, and very seriously, swung out several swords again!

Chop, cut, pick, stab, cut, tease, wipe!

One sword after another, continuous, the young man focused his attention on the stake, his eyes were fixed on the stake, his whole body was like a beast lying low, and the sword in his hand was as violent as a gust of wind.

this moment.

No one would think that this is just a child who is only nine years old. They are all awesome swordsmen, real swordsmen.

The wind of the sword is like a sudden, and the sweat is like rain, and time is in it, slowly passing by.

The setting sun gradually fell below the horizon, and the already extremely dim light in the courtyard of the dojo finally became completely dark.

And the green algae-headed boy finally stopped what he was doing, and sat backwards on the ground. At this moment, his face was much paler and weaker, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his temples from time to time, and he looked panting. .

After resting for five or six minutes, he managed to support himself and stand up, let out a long breath, and picked up the bamboo sword beside him.

"bass--"

This should be the sound of the sword blade returning to its sheath.

However, in the Yixin Dojo, in order to prevent the little ones from being careless and causing accidental injuries when they are sparring, Koshiro, the master of the dojo, only allows his disciples to use bamboo knives.

The bamboo knife didn't have a sheath, so when it was inserted back into the waist, it naturally wouldn't make the sound of returning to the sheath.

So this "chuckle" was actually the voice that Sauron dubbed for himself when he held his bamboo knife.

That's what a man is like, no matter how old you are, when no one is around alone, it's always easy to sneak up on some bizarre mid-secondary movements.

Of course, the green algae-headed boy will not admit this easily, he firmly believes that this is to create a sense of ritual unique to swordsmen at the end of the day's practice.

It was like this every day in the past, anyway, no one saw it, and the young man didn't feel any embarrassment.

Unfortunately, today seems to be a bit of a miscalculation.

"Yohoo, it's a good imitation, little brother."

A sudden sound came from above his head, and Sauron was startled. He turned around and saw a tall man lying there on the top of the wall a few meters away, with his legs crossed, yawning lazily.

This guy... looks so handsome!
Although they were both men, Sauron was still slightly stunned the moment he saw the person who came, his eyes were completely attracted by that handsome and extraordinary face.

But in the next moment, he reacted suddenly, pulled out the bamboo knife with a red face and pointed it at the wall, and roared in shame and annoyance:

"Who are you! Uncle! It's scary to squat on the wall at night and talk suddenly!"

The person who came was naturally Nuo Xia.

He looked at the little Sauron who looked like a fried-haired hedgehog. He always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He scratched his hair and laughed:
"Ah, I'm sorry, little guy. Actually, I've been here for a long time. I just saw you practicing swordsmanship so I didn't bother you. I didn't expect you to be so fascinated and scared. I'm sorry."

"The attitude is good..."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Sauron's anger dissipated immediately when he saw Nuo Xia's attitude. He waved his hand boldly, "Hmph, forget it, I'll forgive you this time!"

As he said that, he picked up the water glass next to him, poured it all down, wiped the water stains around his mouth at the end, saw that Nuo Xia hadn't left yet, and suddenly became suspicious, and couldn't help but say:

"Hey! Uncle, you're so strange. You're not a villager in Shuangyue Village, are you? You came here at night because you wanted to do something bad while there was no one in the ashram, right?"

Thief?robber?The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and he pulled out the bamboo sword with a swipe, and said viciously:

"Hey! I'm warning you, obediently let go of your thoughts and don't think about messing around! Although the teacher is not around, I am still very strong! With me around, you will never succeed!"

This idiot...

If you really want to bump into a villain, do you still have to emphasize that your teacher is not there?
"What are you thinking?"

Nuo Xia laughed for a while, and brushed aside the bamboo sword that came over, "I'm also a swordsman, because I... happened to pass by here, and I heard that there is a Yixin Dojo in Shuangyue Village that is very famous nearby, and the owner of the dojo is also very powerful, so I decided to give it a try. Just curious to see."

"Are you a swordsman too?"

Sauron was taken aback, looked Nuo Xia up and down, and became more and more suspicious, "You are lying! Since you are a swordsman, why don't you even have a sword? A real swordsman, even if he eats and sleeps, he never leaves his sword. Body! From my point of view, you are just... eh?

Before he finished speaking, Sauron's eyes almost popped out of shock—on the opposite wall, Nuo Xia was pulling out two long swords from his chest with a smile, which seemed to be of extraordinary quality.

"look."

Nuo Xia pointed to the two swords of Yong En, shrugged and said, "Didn't you bring the sword?"

"..."

The green algae-headed boy was dumbfounded.

"It's really a swordsman..."

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and like a monkey surnamed Monkey, he looked around Nuo Xia excitedly and curiously, "But...wrong, uncle, where did you draw your sword just now? It's like juggling Same! The moves are so cool, teach me, I want to learn too!"

"That can't teach you."

Nuo Xia shook her head and put away her two swords, "But I can teach you something else, such as the swordsmanship you practiced just now."

"Me?" Sauron was taken aback.

"Well, it can be seen that when you practice, you seem to be holding a breath in your heart, working very hard and working hard."

Nuo Xia stared at the young man with green algae head, and said with a gentle smile, "The way of practicing swordsmanship is generally okay, but in terms of details, there are many things that can be improved, such as..."

He started practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and now, more than [-] years later, he has stood at the top of the world's swordsmanship. When it comes to swordsmanship, no one can match him. His vision is so vicious. When Sauron began to practice more, he had already seen him. There are more than a dozen misunderstandings in swordsmanship practice.

Nuo Xia pointed out these misunderstandings one by one, and then gave her own revision guidance, from the shallower to the deeper, every word, pointing to the most critical core.

Sauron didn't take it seriously at first, but his swordsmanship practice was strict and he perfectly followed the teachings of the dojo.

The uncle in front of him still looks very young. Even if he is a swordsman, no matter how powerful he is, he can still beat Mr. Koshiro?

But as he listened, his expression began to gradually change. He held his chin thoughtfully, and listened more and more attentively, for fear that he might miss even a single detail.

When I got to the most critical point later, my eyes lit up, and I suddenly felt enlightened.

Sauron couldn't suppress his excitement, and when Nuo Xia finished speaking, he excitedly grabbed the bamboo sword again, and practiced one by one according to Nuo Xia's instructions.

"Chop and cut! You must not look forward and backward when you make a move, you must be fast! Accurate! Ruthless!"

"This set of combo swordsmanship can be dismantled and divided so flexibly!"

"...Sure enough! When blocking the opponent's attack, doing this can perfectly resolve it, and turn defense into offense, find flaws, and win with one blow!"

The more the young man practiced, the more he focused, and the more he practiced, the more excited he became. He completely forgot himself, as if he had merged with the bamboo sword. He completely forgot about time, his still tired and weak body, and that there was a bystander beside him...

This brat is really a complete sword idiot.

Nuo Xia has been watching quietly from the side without making a sound, and her eyes are full of appreciation.

To be able to have such comprehension at only nine years old, to achieve this level, even if he was a little inferior in comparison back then.

It can only be said that in the future of the original timeline, he is destined to go the farthest on the sword.

Half an hour later, his body was almost at the limit, and there was an unbearable soreness in his joints. Sauron finally let out a sigh of relief and reluctantly withdrew his hands.

"awesome!"

The young man put the bamboo sword back into his waist, couldn't help but clenched his fist and swung it vigorously, laughing happily, "It's really great! If this is the case, I will definitely be able to defeat that guy tomorrow! I will definitely be able to!"

"Thank you so much, Uncle!"

He turned around, and in his excitement, he rushed straight up, jumped onto the wall, and gave Nuo Xia a big hug unexpectedly, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, which was about to break open:

"I take back what I said before, you are not only a swordsman, but you are definitely an amazing and powerful swordsman!"

How about another way to say thank you?Her body is full of sweaty smell and sticky, it is not very comfortable to hold her like this...

Nuo Xia couldn't help laughing, and didn't push Sauron away, but the young man with green algae head suddenly realized, and somewhat embarrassedly let go of his arms that were getting tighter and tighter, scratched his head and said:
"I will definitely remember your kindness of teaching, but unfortunately...it's a pity that I already have a teacher, otherwise I really want to worship you as my teacher and learn swordsmanship from you, hehe..."

"A person can only learn from a teacher once in his life."

Nuo Xia joked with a smile, "I said, little guy, why don't you stay in Yixin Dojo in the future, why don't you just worship me as your teacher, follow me out of Shuangyue Village, how about going out into the sea?"

"How about that!"

Sauron was taken aback, shook his head resolutely, and said firmly:
"Teacher for one day, father for life! Teacher Koshiro took me in and taught me carefully. No matter what, he will be my only teacher in this life!"

But in the end, you gritted your teeth and dropped your dignity for the sake of your partner, and fell to your knees in the castle on Krajcana Island...

Looking at the boy with a serious expression, Nuo Xia felt a little emotional in his heart, he smiled and patted Sauron on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, I was just joking. Your teacher, Mr. Koshiro, is also a great swordsman. It is also a very precious opportunity to practice swordsmanship with him."

He spoke from the heart.

Although, as Sauron said, Koshiro is out on business now and is not in Yixin Dojo.

But relying on the knowledge and knowledge that was strong enough to cover the whole island, Nuo Xia could still clearly perceive that there was an extremely powerful aura in the northernmost part of Shuangyue Village.

The degree of strength, even about to catch up with the Four Emperors, made Nuo Xia quite surprised.

Those marine experts in the previous life guessed that Koshiro was a reclusive expert from Wano country, whose swordsmanship was as strong as Hawkeye.

Nuo Xia originally sneered at this, thinking that no matter how strong Koshiro was, he would die because of his swordsmanship.

Later, the main line of the manga advanced, revealing that Koshiro had been in the East China Sea since he was born, and that it was his father who really came from Wano Country, and Koshiro himself had no blood relationship with Wano Country, which confirmed his thoughts from the side.

But now it seems...

Both myself and those sea scientists are too conservative. Koshiro's level of strength is actually much more terrifying than the most extreme conjecture.

Nuo Xia thought for a while.

He rubbed his chin, wondering if he should continue to wait here for Koshiro to come back, or take the initiative to find him. It is rare to meet a great swordsman of the same level, and it would be a bit unbearable if he didn't have a good fight...

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