MTL - Pirates Make Memes: Get Eight Magic Skills at the Beginning-Chapter 9

Running at a speed of 4 minutes per kilometer is a double test of physical fitness and fitness for any naval student.

All the students felt that their heart rate was soaring, their hearts were beating wildly, and sweat as big as soybeans was pouring down without money.

Zefa glanced across, and deliberately paused for a few seconds on those top-notch students.

"Smogg, Tina, Drake, Duddy Masterson, Jonathan."

"It seems that this is a good seed among the freshmen in this class, and the others are almost interested."

Just as Zefa was planning the next stage of teaching, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Marshal Warring States had arrived with Karp.

Sengoku, Karp, and Zefa were all students of the same class in the Naval Academy, and they were comrades who fought side by side on the battlefield. Zefa quickly put down the work at hand and walked forward.

"What kind of wind is blowing today, how did you bring the two big figures of the navy here?"

Garp pretended not to hear Zefa's thorny ridicule, and their group of old friends had long been used to blackmailing each other, so they didn't take it to heart.

Karp pushed Yang Ming forward and said:

"Zefa, today I want to recommend my disciple to enter the Naval Academy."

Hearing this, Zefa frowned.

"Isn't that against the rules?"

"The number of students enrolled in the Naval Academy is limited every year. This year's enrollment quota has been used up, and this child is too young. Even if he is allowed to enter the Naval Academy, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the torment of training."

Zefa shook his head again and again, with a clear attitude.

"Rules are dead, people are alive."

At this time, Marshal Warring States said:

"Zefa, sometimes you are too brainy to do things and don't know how to be flexible."

"I also know your difficulties, so I decided to ask Yang Ming to challenge a student. If he can defeat the opponent, I will exercise the power of the marshal and let him enter the Naval Academy."

Zefa frowned into a Sichuan shape.

If it's just Garp alone, Zefa can still refuse.

If Karp refuses to accept it, he will fight Karp at worst.

But with the words of Marshal Warring States, Zefa also understood Karp's determination.

Zefa looked at Yang Ming meaningfully, seeing that he had black hair and black eyes, his face was sharp and angular, and he couldn't help feeling a little dazed, as if he saw Karp when he was a boy.

"Garp, this old boy, could he be an illegitimate child born somewhere?"

Zefa secretly guessed in his heart, and felt more and more that this was the truth.

No way, who said that the two fathers and sons, Long and Karp, are not alike at all?

Zefa took a deep breath, raised an index finger, and said in a deep voice:

"I agree with this matter in principle, but I have a request. The student Yang Ming challenges must be appointed by me."

The Warring States Marshal raised his brows. He has worked with Zefa for many years, and he knew that the other party had a bad temper. He probably would choose a strong student to defeat Yang Ming, so that Karp would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

In this way, Zefa can not only stick to his bottom line, but also save the face of the two of them. Yang Ming is the only one who is unlucky.

The Warring States Marshal glanced at Garp subconsciously, and saw that he did not refuse, but was full of confidence, and couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"Is there anything special about this child?"

The Marshal of the Warring States Period knew that Garp never did anything he was not sure about.

Now, even Marshal Warring States couldn't help but look forward to this battle a little more.

Zefa led Yang Ming to the students of this year, looked around, and said loudly:

"You bastards, you should have heard just now that the kid next to me is going to challenge one of you!"

"He's just a child, at least seven years younger than you. If he wins, you will be a disgrace to previous naval cadets!"

"I ask you, do you want to be this disgrace!"

Zefa's words immediately stirred up waves.

A group of freshmen were at the age of youthful vigor, even though they knew that this was Zefa's provocative method, they were blushed and yelled immediately:

"In no mood!"

Hundreds of freshmen spoke in unison, the voice was deafening, and the momentum was huge.

Zefa originally thought that he could use this to scare Yang Ming and make him retreat.

But when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he didn't see a panicked look on Yang Ming's face. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes burst out with a fiery fighting intent, obviously ready to move.

"This kid, why does he even have the same personality as Garp? Isn't he really Garp's illegitimate son?"

Zefa murmured in his heart, but looked at the group of freshmen.

The students who failed to persist in the 42-kilometer long-distance run just now were directly filtered out.

Smoker ate the smog fruit, possessed the ability to turn elements, and was the strongest among all the students, which was also not in Zefa's consideration.

Zefa could even imagine that if he chose Smoker as Yang Ming's opponent, Garp would dare to tear down his naval academy tomorrow.

Tina is a girl, not suitable.

Duddy Masdason looked like a fool, afraid of him paddling.

Jonathan was still in a daze at this moment, what was he thinking?

Finally, Zefa fixed his gaze on Drake.

This kid, with a smug look, can tell at a glance that he is a thorn in the side.

Yang Ming won, so he helped Zefa teach Drake a lesson.

Drake won, his strength was among the best among the students, and he was not too strong, just enough to refuse Karp's request.

No matter what, Zefa wins.

It's a big win!

"Drake, get out!"

Following Zefa's order, Drake stepped out of the queue excitedly.

Drake has orange hair and blue eyes, a hooked nose, thin lips, and an X-shaped scar on his chin. Staring at the boy opposite, a slightly cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I don't want to know what kind of background you have, because what I hate the most are you guys with backgrounds."

"So, I would like to advise you, it is still too late to surrender obediently, otherwise when I beat you to the ground, there will be nowhere to cry."

Yang Ming looked stern, without talking nonsense, he just raised a **** towards Drake.

Thousands of words are not as powerful as a middle finger.

Drake's expression darkened, his feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person suddenly stepped forward, stabbing straight at the face that disgusted him with the knife in his hand.

Yang Ming's five slender fingers were already resting on the handle of the knife worn around his waist, and he suddenly drew the knife out of its sheath.

"Clang!"

When the knives collided, sparks were produced by friction.

Yang Ming's knife is cold and sharp, it is not the knife of Dadan's family.

The last time Yang Ming attached the flame to the back of the knife, the knife could not withstand the baptism of battle, and it cracked after the battle. Now this knife is a naval standard weapon.

"Is your strength only at this level?"

Yang Ming's arm suddenly exerted force, and the force was transmitted to Drake's hand through the edge of the blade, making his mouth numb, and he couldn't hold the handle of the knife. "Ding".

"A lot of strength!"

Derek was secretly surprised.

Although he was indeed a little careless just now, he never thought that the boy in front of him actually contained such a strange power, which surpassed many ordinary adult men.

The Liuku Immortal Thief's skill, as long as the food is nutritious enough, can extract a large amount of Qi to improve physical fitness.

The world of One Piece is completely different from Yang Ming's previous life, the food here contains more nutrition.

Especially when the warship passed through the windless zone, Garp also hunted and killed a few sea kings for Yang Ming to eat. The nutrition contained in the flesh and blood of the sea kings was beyond ordinary people's imagination. Yang Ming crazily improved his physical fitness through food supplements. performance today.

After the hilt of the knife was shaken off by Yang Ming, Drake felt the strange eyes of his friends around him. Those eyes were like sharp knives piercing his heart, which made him feel ashamed and annoyed.

Drake suddenly pulled out a navy-style long knife from his waist, and said coldly:

"Smelly brat, a weak person like you should act like a weak person, why don't you go home obediently?"

This time, Drake put aside the contempt in his heart, and slashed fiercely with the handle of the knife in both hands, as if he wanted to cut Yang Ming in half.

Yang Ming knew that although his strength was stronger than many ordinary adults, he still had a long way to go from an outstanding student like Drake, so he immediately chose to avoid his edge and kept dodging around the opponent.

Yang Ming raised his head, looked directly at Drake's fierce eyes, and said calmly:

"Drake, you're wrong!"

"The weak have no rights and no choice."

"So, we must become the strong and use the power of the strong to protect the weak!"

Chapter 12 Breath of Flame

"The weak have no rights and no choice."

"So, we must become the strong and use the power of the strong to protect the weak!"

On the playground, a slightly immature voice echoed.

Smoker and the rest of the freshmen were still young, so they didn't take this sentence to heart, and stared at the flexible and vigorous figure with all their attention.

There is obviously a huge gap in age, and there is no advantage in height and strength, but this figure can always make use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses, making Drake play around, and it doesn't fight him head-on, making Drake yell again and again in anger.

Only Marshal Warring States, Karp and Zefa, after hearing Yang Ming's words, their eyes sharpened suddenly.

Garp looked at Yang Ming's face that was somewhat similar to him, and thought to himself:

"Yang Ming, is this the justice you have found?"

Zefa folded his arms around his chest, and the coldness between his eyebrows dissipated a little.

Zefa has always been straightforward in his life, and just as the Marshal of the Warring States said, he doesn't know how to be flexible. Even if he agreed to this challenge for the sake of the Marshal of the Warring States and Karp, he still has feelings for Yang Ming in his heart. some kind of prejudice.

However, after hearing Yang Ming's words, Zefa's perception of Yang Ming did not change 180°, at least he felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Sensing the changes in the important gazes behind him, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth rose slightly.

Yang Ming is very clear that this world is already sick.

The lofty Tianlong people enjoy the glory and wealth, and don't care about the life and death of ordinary people.

The people with lofty ideals in the navy are determined to change, but they are powerless to stop the **** of the world government, and can only be reduced to sharp knives that help the evildoers.

Ordinary people either choose to accept their fate and continue to be brutally exploited, or they can only take huge risks to go to sea as pirates.

It is not easy to survive in such a sick world, if you want to flex your muscles, you must know how to use the situation!

Yang Ming chose to join the navy, in addition to being able to develop safely, he also wanted to recruit troops under the banner of justice!

Disguising is a profound acting skill. Yang Ming doesn't care if he can deceive everyone. Anyway, he is now wearing a child's face, which is naturally enough to be confusing.

not to mention…

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for uttering the classic lines in Ghost Slayer: Blade, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

This is Yang Ming's main purpose.

Yang Ming rolled like a donkey, narrowly passing Drake's knife.

Dred slashed on the ground with a knife, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Smelly brat, do you just dodge?"

"Don't you want to defeat me, come on!"

Yang Ming stood up like a carp, got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and continued playing hide-and-seek with Drake indifferently.

After this brief contact, Yang Ming finally understood how valuable Karp's training was for him.