People are full of pirates

Chapter 9 Blue Chicken
"Who are you?"

Nuoxia was a little embarrassed after a long absence, and with a slap, she pointed at the wall with a bamboo knife fiercely, "Squatting on it early in the morning, and suddenly speaking out of nowhere, it's very scary!"

"Ah, sorry."

The guy grabbed his tousled hair, "I fell asleep accidentally, I just woke up and didn't think too much about it, I'm rude."

"The attitude is quite sincere, forget it, forgive you first."

Nuoxia put away the bamboo knife and stared at this guy suspiciously, "Just woke up? Did you sleep on this wall all night?"

"Well, it's not all night."

The man yawned again and muttered, "I didn't go back to the headquarters until after three o'clock in the morning. I was too sleepy to find my way home, so I just found a place to rest."

What a weirdo.

"Then it's dawn now, please go home quickly."

Nuoxia was speechless for a moment, then pointed to the exit of the training ground, "When I practice swordsmanship, I don't like strangers watching."

"Understandable."

The guy turned over and jumped off the fence, and asked while stretching, "Then I'm leaving, oh yes, by the way, where is Teacher Zefa usually at this point?"

"It shouldn't be long since I woke up, I guess it's in the restaurant, eh, you are also from Teacher Zefa..."

Nuo Xia watched the guy come out of the thick fog, the original words were suddenly interrupted, and his expression was slightly startled.

"Mr. Kuzan?"

The man who emerged from the fog was wearing a black coat and a purple turban embroidered with a navy scale pattern. Under his unkempt black curly hair, he looked familiar.

——It is Aokiji who will become one of the three naval admirals in the future.

Of course, he doesn't yet have the title of "Aokiji", which belongs to the general. At the age of [-], Kuzan is still very young and is currently serving as a lieutenant general of the headquarters.

"Ah la la, have you been recognized?"

Qingzhi glanced at Nuoxia in surprise, and couldn't help scratching his head, "Even the juniors of the boot camp who haven't graduated can recognize it at a glance. It seems that I haven't been a fool in the past few years, but I have gained some fame. "

His expression is still easy-going, but now that he knows the identity of the other party, if Nuoxia's attitude is the same as before, it will be very rude.

"Too humble, Mr. Kuzan."

Nuoxia stood with her legs straight, and gave Qingzhi a standard military salute, and then said solemnly, "Mr. Zefa regards you as proud, and has used you as an example several times to educate and inspire us."

"Are you proud..."

Aokiji murmured and repeated these two words. For some reason, the pictures that had been gradually buried in the depths of his memory by him, after a few months, once again appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The refuge ship blown up by the artillery fire, the icy profile of Sakaski, the cries of the civilians, the desperate eyes of the dark-haired girl...

There is also the "drop hee hee" laughter of the deceased friend, as if still echoing in his mind.

"Examples are not to mention."

His mood suddenly became low, and he suddenly lost his interest in talking. He turned his head to look at Nuoxia, who was full of unknown reasons. He sighed and waved his hand.

After leaving this sentence, Qingzhi left the training ground on his own, his back disappeared into the thick fog, and gradually disappeared from Nuoxia's sight.

Looking at the general direction, it was obvious that he went straight to the restaurant to find Zefa.

"This guy, what's going on..."

Seeing Qingzhi's disappearing figure, Nuo Xia was a little dazed. This was not like the other party's temperament. It was rare to see such an amazing senior in the same family. He was a little surprised and planned to chat a few more words.

He didn't want to understand, so he was too lazy to think about it, shook his head, picked up the bamboo sword, and focused his attention on swordsmanship practice.

First, according to the usual practice, at a frequency of once every two seconds, the standard "Suzhen" exercise was carried out for half an hour without interruption.

After a short rest, he moved his sore wrists, then picked up another bamboo sword, used both swords together, and reviewed the sword skills of Shuangdao Liu.

"Double Knife Flow".

This is the skills that Nuo Xia possessed before getting the system. It is rare for him to reach the primary level. He has practiced swords for more than ten years since he was a child. He has already mastered the basic sword skills of the double sword style.

Even when it comes to the basic skills of swordsmanship, he ranks among the best in the entire elite camp, and is not inferior to any swordsman of the same age around him.

The reason why he chose the double sword style may be related to his father, Captain Romanov, who was an excellent double sword style swordsman.

But in truth, Nuoxia felt that he was still poisoned by those comics he had read in his previous life. There was always a kind of double-handedness that was too handsome, and the concept of being able to blow up the fashion value was deeply ingrained in his mind.

Sina Mori Cangzi, Jingle Chunshui, Miyamoto Musashi... Even the soldier commander and Kirito's grandfather can be regarded as living examples.

"call……"

After repeating the sword skill several times, the consumption of physical strength is also not small. Nuoxia panted heavily, her eyes returned to clarity, and she broke free from the state of being distracted just now.

Looking at the mottled and deformed bamboo sword in his hand, he scratched his head, estimating that at his own rate of wear and tear, he would have to replace it in a few days.

Speaking of which, he had been in the recruit camp for less than a year, and he had already had twenty or thirty bamboo swords that he had scrapped from his usual training.

"I don't know if you can get famous swords and swords in the system mall..."

As Nuoxia packed her coat, she walked towards the restaurant, secretly guessing in her heart.

"If you can get it, how many points does it take to redeem a good sword of the level of a good and fast knife?"

I hope it's not too expensive, otherwise he might as well wait until after graduation and seize it on his own.

…………

Just as Nuoxia finished her morning sword training and walked to the restaurant.

Located in the northeast corner of the elite camp, in a spacious office, Ze Fa, the chief instructor in charge of the entire recruit camp, also saw a proud disciple who made a special trip to visit him.

"Sherry from the North Sea Orfo Kingdom?"

Zefa took two bottles of wine from Aokiji's hands, looked at the "Sherr" logo engraved on it, his eyes lit up, and he grinned:

"I like it! I accepted this gift, and sure enough, you, Kuzan, know my mind best!"

"The teacher likes it."

Seeing his long-lost teacher, Qingzhi's originally depressed mood also eased. He squeezed out a smile and said softly:
"This is what I captured from a pirate group at the beginning of the year. There must be half a box in total. They are all good things that have been treasured for more than [-] years. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely bring them all for you to enjoy."

"A word is settled!"

Zefa laughed, but when he put away the two bottles of sherry and sat back at the desk, his expression gradually became serious.

"You haven't been back to the headquarters for half a year, right? You were ordered to come back by the Warring States period, but you also shied away from something and went to the four seas for a long time..."

Looking at the green pheasant opposite, Zefa suddenly sighed, "Have you come out of that incident yet?"

(End of this chapter)