I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 119 118. Dojo!

"He should be stronger than me. If nothing unexpected happens, I can't beat him, but he shouldn't be able to kill me either."

A smile appeared on the corner of Messer's mouth. At this time, Eiry, who was on Messer's left, pulled the hem of Messer's shirt. Messer looked at her and Eiry said seriously:

"Brother, I don't want you to die."

He rubbed her head with his left hand, and there was a gentle glint in Messer's eyes:

"Well, I won't."

Eri looked at Messer foolishly and laughed.

Perona blinked, pouting slightly at the interaction between the two.

"Messer, where is the person you mentioned? Should we go find him now?" Perona asked, pulling Messer's sleeve.

"Well, I already know his location. I'll take you there now."

As he spoke, Messer took Eri's little hand and stepped forward to lead the way.

The crowd walked along the country path as if they were going on an outing, with wild flowers and plants everywhere, and smelled the fragrance of the soil and plants.

Looking at these pastoral scenes, people feel comfortable.

Some of the simple villagers were working in the fields, some were playing in the pond beside the fields, and from time to time someone would look at Moses and his group.

There was either curiosity or amazement in his eyes.

It's a very simple village.

Soon, everyone entered the village and walked on the dirt streets. There were more people here, and many vendors appeared on the streets.

Following the direction he sensed, at the end of the street, he saw a large courtyard.

This place is different from other Japanese-style buildings.

Come to the gate.

Ushiwakamaru turned to look at Mercer, with a hint of excitement on his face, and pointed at a pattern on the door plaque.

Two swords crossed.

Vine flower patterns surround the two swords.

The emblem of the Shuangyue clan.

"Messer, that is the emblem of our Frost Moon clan."

Ushiwakamaru said to Messer excitedly.

"Well, let's go in and take a closer look."

Messer pushed open the door, and with a creak, the door was pushed open, revealing a spacious open space with rows of empty weapon racks around it. Messer turned his head and looked in one direction.

It was a huge building, and a series of harmonious voices could be heard from inside. "Indoor training room?"

Messer took Eri's lead and walked over.

At the door, one could see rows of neatly stacked shoes. In accordance with local customs, Moses walked in wearing his own sandals.

Step on the clean wooden floor.

Walk through a corridor.

Messer appeared at the door of a training room. He could see young boys of all ages inside, ranging from eight or nine years old to seventeen or eighteen years old. They were currently doing sword fighting exercises.

At this time, Messer and his companions who appeared at the door attracted the attention of everyone inside, and a middle-aged man walked over.

He looked at the others with a smile and said gently, "Excuse me, what brings you to our temple?"

"Kick the gym."

The corners of Messer's mouth curled up, he looked at him and said lightly:
“Call out the strongest person in your dojo.

I'm going to hit ten today."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly froze, and he looked at the obviously very young boy in front of him in silence.

After a few seconds, he said calmly with a forced smile, "You want to fight ten of them? Young men are not afraid of getting their tongues blown away by the wind."

"If you want to mess things up, then come on in. That's the last thing we fear in our dojo."

Messer pinched Eiry's hand and signaled her to let go. Eiry let go of her hand very obediently.

Ushiwakamaru looked at Messi helplessly at this time, but he also found it quite interesting. It was quite novel to destroy his own place.

Mercer walked into the training room, and Ushiwakamaru and the others also came in. However, unlike Mercer who picked up a bamboo sword and stood directly in the center of the venue, they stood together against the wall.

now.

Seeing Messi holding the bamboo sword with a provocative look, the students in the training ground were all angry.

The entire training ground was filled with chatter.

Some were whispering accusations against Moses.

Some of them had blushing faces as they peeked at the beautiful scenery outside, such as Robin, Yamato, Ushiwakamaru and others who were naturally beautiful.

clap clap!

"Quiet!" The middle-aged man clapped his hands together, making a crisp sound. "The owner just left for something, so I'm in charge here now. Someone's here to challenge us. Anyone want to join in?"

"Me me me"

"Instructor, you choose me"

"let me try."

At this moment, a clear female voice emerged, overcoming all the opposition. A little girl, about 1.3 meters tall, stood up with a serious face, looked at the middle-aged instructor seriously, and spoke again:
"let me try."

"Kuina?" The instructor's eyes flashed. Although the gym owner's daughter was young, she had an exceptionally solid foundation in swordsmanship. He thought that within a year, he might not be able to defeat her. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Kuina came out on top, and the students present immediately howled in horror, because they knew Kuina's strength very well.

He came and stood three meters in front of Messier, holding the bamboo sword in both hands and holding it upright in front of him, ready to attack, with his feet slightly staggered, one in front of the other.

Although he is young, he gives people a sense of being capable and heroic.

She has short black hair, a beautiful face and a well-proportioned body. Although she is born beautiful, her bamboo-skinned figure gives people a tomboyish feeling.

"Kuina, please give me some advice."

Kuina stared at Messier with her eyes sharp. She was very annoyed that this boy, who was obviously only a few years older than her, came to challenge her.

This will waste a lot of your practice time.

And the casual posture and loose grip on the sword all indicate that he is just a fool.

What a waste of that pretty face.

At this time, seeing Kuina say her name, Messer withdrew his calm gaze from looking at her.

Strength rating: F+
It's quite good to have such strength at this age.

"Messer, you go ahead."

As Meser spoke lightly, Kuina's face turned dark, and she rushed forward without saying a word. In the blink of an eye, she broke through the three-meter distance and came in front of Meser. She raised the bamboo sword with a whistling sound and chopped it accurately at Meser's eyebrows.

Holding the bamboo sword in his right hand, Mercer casually swung out a sword that stuck to her bamboo sword. Following the inertia of her swing, the sword then caused her sword to slide to the side.

Instantly, Guina was driven by the force of the sword and rushed past Moses' right side.

Startled, he stopped immediately, turned around quickly and slashed with his sword.

But at this moment, as soon as the sword was swung out, Moser's bamboo sword had already pointed at her forehead.

Messer looked at Kuina's stunned expression of disbelief, retracted his bamboo sword and chuckled:
"You lose, little girl."

Kuina stared at Messer, and the bamboo sword in his hand, still a little bit in disbelief, but she gritted her teeth, willing to accept the loss, and looked at Messer with a cold face:

"I lost, but don't get too cocky. There are plenty of people in this dojo who are stronger than me."

With a hard face and words of a loser, Kuina left the stage.

Mercer looked at the dojo instructor, his eyes signaling him that he could continue looking for someone.

The next person to appear was obviously a young man about the same height as Mercer.

After registering.

Like a wild beast, he swung the bamboo sword around Messer and struck him up and down.

There are flaws all over the body.

Moses took a light step forward and pointed his sword at his Adam's apple, instantly grasping his vital point. This time, Moses won the battle.

Game 3, Game 4, Game 8.

Moses won every victory easily.

Game nine.

Seeing the instructor standing in front of him with a dark face, Messer smiled:
"Are you the strongest in the dojo?"

"Pascal, that's my name. I'm not the strongest. The strongest one is the owner, Mr. Koshiro. Please give me your guidance."

The previous few simple competitions, yes, they were competitions. If he couldn't see the strength of the young man in front of him now, then he was not worthy of being an instructor in the dojo.

Holding the bamboo sword in both hands, Pascal's eyes focused, and he suddenly took a step forward, swinging the bamboo sword and making a vertical chop towards Messier.

The sound of a bamboo sword exploding rang out in the spacious room.

Seeing Messier simply holding up his bamboo sword to block his full-strength attack, Pascal's eyelids twitched violently.

He suddenly took a step back to regroup and swung his sword again. With a slight smile on his face, Messer passed him lightly, his bamboo sword in his hand swinging at the same time.

Stab it!

A sound of tearing silk was heard.

Messer came up behind him and ignored him, but looked at a middle-aged man in his thirties who appeared at the door of the training room. He was wearing a dark gray dojo training suit, more than two meters tall and well-proportioned, with his hair neatly tied into a small braid at the back and a pair of round glasses on his nose.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth and his eyes were squinting.

Pascal behind him looked at the marks on his chest that looked like they had been cut by a real knife, but only his clothes were injured without any harm to himself.

I couldn't help but sweat on my forehead.

Mercer and Koshiro looked at each other, a smile on their lips, and they looked him up and down: "My next opponent should be you, right? You are very strong."

"Identification"

Strength rating: B-
Koshiro smiled gently and chuckled, "Young man, you're not weak either. I'm Shimotsuki Koshiro, the master of this dojo. Now, let me spar with you."

Mercer smiled and nodded. "Go outside. You don't want us to start a fight and tear this house down."

Koshiro readily agreed, turned around and walked out.

Moses followed.

Ushiwakamaru, Yamato and others, who were already very excited, followed Messier.

The students in the training room also followed him out, but they had a look of confusion on their faces. Some of them couldn't understand what Messier and the gym owner had just said. Why could a mere sparring match lead to the demolition of the house?

Are they trying to compete in cutting down the supporting pillars of the house?

The group came outside in a mighty procession. Yamato and the other students stood under the eaves, looking at Messer and Koshiro who were already standing in the spacious courtyard with bamboo swords in their hands.

The two were about ten meters apart.

Mercer looked at Koshiro and smiled:
"With a bamboo sword?"

Koshiro narrowed his eyes and nodded:
"As for sparring, there's no need to be so troublesome. It would be bad if we hurt each other."

Moses nodded and smiled.
"what ever."

Then he solemnly signed up:
"Moses, please teach me."

"Koshiro, please give me some advice."

Taking a deep breath, Messier's eyes became serious, and his whole body showed a sharpness.

A gleam of light flashed in Koshiro's narrowed eyes, "Looks like I have to use my real skills."

next moment,
Messer rushed to Koshiro at an extremely fast speed, and the bamboo sword in his hand flashed with a sharp light, like a bolt of lightning, and instantly slashed towards Koshiro's chest.

Koshiro opened his eyes slightly, and the bamboo sword in his hand drew a round arc and slashed down.

The bamboo swords in the hands of the two men collided with each other in an instant.
Bang! A muffled sound was heard.

A strong wind spread out from between the two people.

The next moment, the two men retreated at the same time, and then rushed out again, with slashing attacks bursting out from their hands.

Bang bang bang bang bang.
Dazzling sword shadows flashed around the two of them at high speed.
The two figures turned into phantoms and flashed at high speed in the venue, and long grooves were cut out on the ground from time to time.

The students present stared at the two men fighting in amazement. They could not make out their movements at all and could only sense the intensity of the battle from the loud noises of the collisions.

Bang! A muffled sound was heard.

A circular impact spread out between the two people, and in the whistling wind, the two stood apart again.

Koshiro looked in amazement at the invisible waves wrapped around the bamboo sword in Messer's hand, and at the same time the same thing happened to his own bamboo sword.

The most basic armed color domineering is entangled, strengthening the toughness of the bamboo sword.

Although I knew that this young man was very strong, I didn't expect that he had such skills at such a young age, which were not inferior to my own at all.

Messer's breathing rose and fell slowly, and he looked at him with burning eyes. The armed color domineering aura on the bamboo sword in his hand slowly condensed, and the dark light rendered it into the color of black steel inch by inch.

This scene was seen by everyone present.

Those who are confused are extremely confused.

Those who understand have desire in their hearts.

Ushiwakamaru looked at Messer with a fanatical expression.

Kuina looked very nervous. She had never thought that her father would be so strong, nor did she expect that the boy who defeated her and was of the same age as her would be so strong.

I felt my blood boiling, but I was also worried about my father.

Koshiro looked at the bamboo sword in Messer's hand, which was emitting a steely light, and his expression became solemn, but the bamboo sword in his hand also became dark and deep.

next moment.

The two rushed towards each other again.

In the blink of an eye, there was a clang! The sound of metal clashing was heard.

The two men held the swords in their hands and pressed the swords against each other, sparks appearing at the point of collision.

The next second, Koshiro used his arms to push Messier back, kicked off his feet, and appeared next to Messier in the blink of an eye.

The bamboo sword in his hand slashed horizontally, chopped diagonally, slashed, and stabbed straight. In a breath, sword lights appeared in front of Messer.

A red light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and Messer waved the black bamboo sword in his hand, blocking Koshiro's attacks one by one like a phantom.

The two of them moved around very quickly in the small space.

Clang. clang. bang. clang!
The figures either appeared out of thin air or turned into afterimages, and dazzling sparks appeared between the two people's figures.

The only ones who could clearly see the two fighting were Kawamatsu and Yamato; even Ushiwakamaru would lose sight of them from time to time.

Not to mention the daughter of a dojo master who looked confused as to who she was and where she was.

At this time, Eri was watching the battle in the field, a molten golden light slowly ignited in the depths of her eyes, her pupils moved quickly, capturing the figure of Messer, the tender little white hands on her side were sometimes clenched and sometimes relaxed, and she inadvertently exuded a faint sense of oppression, which made Perona beside her couldn't help but shrink her neck.

clang!
A deafening roar sounded, and the two separated again, both of them couldn't help but exhale foul breath. Koshiro looked at Messi with a complicated and excited expression.

"You're very strong. I haven't fought like this in years, so it seems my skills haven't gotten rusty yet."

"Same here, I had a great time, let's do it again."

As he spoke, Meser moved his feet with the sword in hand and rushed out straight. Seeing this, Koshiro also rushed forward and chopped down with the sword raised high.

The two men swung their swords as if no one was around, with only each other in their eyes, enjoying the fierce collision of sword and dominance.

But both of them subconsciously did not use large-scale lethal moves such as flying slashes.

then.

With tacit understanding, the two swung their swords more vigorously.

There was a hint of arrogance on the corners of his mouth.

Clang! clang! clang! bang!

The two figures forgot everything else and displayed their skills freely on the scene.

Messiah suddenly swung out with his sword, Koshiro swung his sword to block, shook off Messiah's sword, and suddenly stepped forward to stab. Messiah turned around quickly and swung his sword.

Koshiro retreated violently, then rushed forward again and stabbed out fiercely with his sword.

clang!
The tip of the sword collided with the sword body, and the two men took the opportunity to separate. At this point, no one could do anything to the other. Koshiro relied on his skills and physical fitness.

With his skills and superb perception, Messer was unable to do anything to the other for a while.

Koshiro looked at Messer, pushed his glasses with his left hand, and said with a smile:
"Since no one can win, how about a draw?"

He had a good fight anyway, so there was no need to dwell on the outcome. Messi nodded in agreement.
"I'd like to ask, is your father Shimotsuki Kozaburo? I have someone looking for him. Don't worry, he's not looking for trouble. His last name is Shimotsuki, too."

Koshiro raised his eyebrows slightly. In this village, apart from a few elderly people, almost no one knew his father's name. However, since Messer had spoken, and he didn't sense any hostility from him, he nodded.
"My father's name is Kozaburo. He's at home right now. Since you're looking for him, come with me."

Koshiro retracted the Haki in his hand and gestured to Messier to follow.

Messer gestured to Ushiwakamaru and the others to follow.

Then he followed closely.

Ushiwakamaru and the others hurried to catch up.

Perona took Eri's hand and walked up together.

After seeing that everyone in Moses had left, the students present finally came back to their senses from their stunned state.

Someone murmured, "Is this still a human? Can swordsmanship really reach this level? Teacher Koshiro is so strong, like a monster."

"I've always said that people with squinty eyes are monsters, but you didn't believe me. Now you believe me, don't you?"

"By the way, Kuina, do you know... Hey? Where's Kuina? Why is she gone? Wasn't she here just now?"

"Idiot, the Kuina people had already left with that group. Didn't you see it?"

"Uh, I was so engrossed in what I was watching that I was so frightened that I didn't react for a moment."

"Um, me too."

“And me too.”

Under the leadership of Koshiro, everyone came to a small courtyard in the dojo, which was remote but quite unique. Koshiro pushed open the door and led everyone in.

"My father likes quietness, and this is where he lives."

(End of this chapter)