I’m Uncle Est

Emotions are high.

Looking at the excellent treasure chest that was still made of wood, but surrounded by a little green light.

Luo Ning, both eyes lit up.

Ordinary treasure chests can open a hundred steel-making knives.

What will a good chest open?

For this, Luo Ning is looking forward to it.

……

As before, this excellent treasure chest jumped out of the interface of the system and appeared in front of Luo Ning’s eyes.

Moreover, the change of the treasure chest was opened, revealing such a black color.

“Coming, coming!”

Seeing this scene, Luo Ning was even more excited.

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host! The chest is empty! ”

“What?”

Luo Ning was slightly stunned, and his whole person was directly frozen.

Empty?

What the heck?

System…… You’re kidding, right?

This excellent treasure chest cost Lao Tzu a thousand emotional points to redeem, and just now you said that it was successfully opened.

……

“Ding! Remind the host that the chance of opening the chest is 100%, but the chance of opening something is not 100%. ”

“Groove…”

“System, you pit me!”

Depressed for a long time.

Luo Ning looked at the two treasure chests in front of him, which gradually dissipated into points of light, and sighed softly.

When he opened the treasure chest for the first time and opened it directly, Luo Ning felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough….

For an African like him, opening a box directly for the first time is not necessarily a good thing.

Quite possibly… It was all his luck that was sucked away by the first box.

It’s uncomfortable.

However, there is no way, after the opening is finished, what can he do?

“System, how much emotion do I have now?”

“Sentiment value: 320”

“Eh, actually went up?”

“Not bad, according to this increase, it seems that another excellent treasure chest can be opened tomorrow?”

……

Depressed ends.

Luo Ning sat on a seat full of luxury, his right hand swinging up and down, and a strange-looking fruit appeared in his hand.

Nature is the fruit of the Devil Fruit.

Appears dark purple.

Even, there was a mysterious, ancient, evil energy that slowly emanated from the fruit.

Luo Ning squinted slightly.

Looking at the natural devil fruit called the sound fruit in his hand, he looked at it for a long time.

If, he remembers correctly.

Pirate World… It seems to have a sonic fruit, right? It seems to be superhuman.

But why, is this sound fruit natural?

And also…… Is this sound fruit related to that sound fruit?

“System, come out and explain!”

“Eh, why did you play dead?”

“Just alive…”

“Ding! Lao Tzu said that the sound fruit is a natural fruit, it is a natural fruit, how drop? Defy? ”

“Besides, what kind of sonic fruit can be compared with the sound fruit?”

“The system produces, it must be a fine product, hasn’t the host heard of it?”

……

Hold back for a long time.

As soon as the system appeared, it was a scolding of Luo Ning’s split head and face.

“Well, you’re uncle!”

“Can’t afford to mess with it! Can’t afford to mess with it! ”

“That… The side effects of the Devil Fruit still exist? ”

“Exist!”

The system’s answer made Luo Ning completely cut off the idea of taking this devil fruit.

If there are no side effects.

Perhaps, he will eat it.

But, now… Impossible.

……

Stand up.

Luo Ning left the room, walked to a slightly empty place, held a steel knife, and began to swing it.

One cut!

One cut!

Another knife!

Yes, he has the system, but his time is really running out.

In a year’s time, it is not so easy to raise the strength to the realm of the four emperors.

This world.

Strength is nothing more than flesh, swordsmanship, devil fruit, three major categories.

Devil fruit, Luo Ning did not want to use.

Then, the only way left for him was flesh and swordsmanship.

Case…… Powerful flesh, terrifying swordsmanship, he wants both.

And if you want to be strong in swordsmanship, whether your physical body is strong or not, you definitely can’t fall behind.

……

Over time.

Soon, late at night, a white crescent moon hung high in the sky.

It was late at night, the air was a little cold, and countless people had fallen asleep.

However, in a certain place, a man with a demon-like appearance was still constantly wielding the hundred steel knife in his hand.

And, still talking to himself.

“Ten thousand swings of the knife is over.”

“Next, five thousand push-ups.”

“Five thousand push-ups are over, and then a hundred thousand meters of weight run!”

……

Finally, when the sky is dark.

Luo Ning just finished training, put down the hundred steel knife in his hand, and suddenly fell to the ground.

At this moment, his face was red, his breathing was rapid, and his whole body seemed to be burned on top of a fire, and the pain was incomparable.

However, at this time, Luo Ning’s face did not have the slightest pain.

But…… A faint smile.

Held up.

That’s more than ten hours, long hours, high intensity, and this terrifying amount of training.

He actually survived.