Pirates of the Navy

Chapter 541 Swordsman and Momonosuke's Fruit Ability

"Ha~ha~ha."

Half kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, Momosuke's Madoka's face was full of fear.

Looking at the broken handle of the wooden knife in his hand, he swallowed nervously, looked up at the master who was slowly approaching over there, and blushed involuntarily.
Not ashamed, but scared.

"Master! What are you going to do?! Kill me!"

He didn't dare to imagine, if his body hadn't reacted instinctively, whether the sword energy that pierced through the air would penetrate the center of his eyebrows.

I swear to God, he doesn't want to experience that chilling fear a second time again!

"It's not enough to kill you, it's inevitable to suffer a little bit."

Looking at Momonosuke whose eyes were full of incomprehension, Long Yi deliberately corrected the fallacies in his words.

This is his first disciple, so how could he be willing to kill him casually? Besides, he is not a moody and tyrannical person.

The sword qi just now was just a small temptation.

"Hehehe"

As if he didn't expect his master to be so "honest", Momonosuke was at a loss for words for a while, vented half of his anger, and forced himself back to the bottom of his heart.

He laughed dryly for a while, facing this kind of existence that he couldn't say or fight, he honestly chose to shut up.

"Master Long!"

Momonosuke over there shut up, but Fox Fire Kinemon quit after reacting.

Eager to protect the Lord, he frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but unfortunately, under Long Yi's meaningful eyes, his full of anger could only be "calmed down" .

"How to teach my disciples is my business. If you don't like it, come here?"

Looking at the angry Foxfire Kin'emon, Long Yi smiled and asked back.

"No dare."

Although Foxfire Kin'emon was a bit out of his wits, he could still hear something in the other party's words, turned his head away in frustration, the chief samurai of the Kozuki family stopped talking.
Staring at that hateful face for a while longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but draw the knife!

"That's right, it's so easy to be strong.

Although you were taken aback, your swordsmanship has improved a bit compared to before.

Do not believe, you try. "

Although it is in the same line as Master Garp's "Education of Love", Long Yi still abides by the Basic Law. With his knowledge, how can he not see that Momonosuke has just touched the bottleneck of the first Dao swordsmanship.

This scare is a blessing rather than a disaster.

"kindness?"

Hearing the master's words, Momanosuke was stunned for a second, then stood up straight, and waved the handle of the wooden knife stiffly.

After feeling it carefully, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. To be honest, he couldn't tell what changed.

But
The body is indeed lighter than before practicing.

"Practice for about half a month, and you will almost be able to touch the threshold of the "swordsman" realm. When you really break through to the "swordsman" realm, you can proudly declare that you are a veritable "swordsman". It's not a kid who can only wield a knife."

Momonosuke's foundation is very good, with Long Yi's careful teaching, not to mention reaching the height of unparalleled in the world, at least it is no problem to compare with "Foil Sword" Vista.

Moreover, Momonosuke is not just a simple "swordsman".

"Then when can I defeat Kaido?!"

After hearing the master's affirmation, Momonosuke's eyes flashed with anticipation.What he didn't realize was that at the moment of his emotional agitation, a strange green light appeared on his sweaty skin, which gradually eroded his black short jacket.
"Stop! Take back your fruit power and control your heart, brat."

Seeing a fat boy with a round head and round brain turned into a small forgiving giant, Long Yi covered his forehead with his hands, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him.After going through the initial curiosity-seeking mentality, every time he saw Momonosuke's ability, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Superman, color fruit.

It is the name of the fruit Momanosuke ate that day.

That's right, the purple color on his face is not only because of the horrible taste of the devil fruit, but also because of the color fruit itself.

The ability to control one's own "color" sounds like a weak ability.

Actually.
It's really tasteless.

However, there is such a sentence.

Just like there is no weakest substitute, only the weakest substitute messenger, there are also no useless devil fruits, only useless fruit capable users.

The use of this ability depends entirely on Momonosuke's own imagination.

According to Long Yi's guess, this fruit is used to the extreme, almost like a chameleon, it can "invisible" in various environments.Coupled with the method of restraining breath taught by him personally, I believe that in 20 years, there will be one more master-level assassin in this world.

Turning an innocent little round face into a "killer" who comes and goes without a trace, this kind of curiosity-seeking cultivation is unique in the world.

"Oh well."

After listening to the master's reminder, Momonosuke realized the strangeness in himself, quickly calmed down, and withdrew the shining green light.

To be honest, he still doesn't understand what his ability does.

At least Kin'emon can change his outfit from time to time.

As for him, he can only change his own color, and he can only choose between dark green and purple.
"Okay, this is the end of today's practice. There are still biscuits left for you in the kitchen. Try it after taking a bath. We will arrive in Wuzuo in two or three days. When the time comes, pack it up. Lost your Guangyue family's face in the hearts of those fur tribesmen."

Crouching down, lightly flicking Momonosuke's forehead, Long Yi had a relaxed smile on his face.

The fur people of Wuzuo are always friendly, so this will be an easy visit.

"It's amazing, a creation of nature."

The middle-aged man with glasses put his hands in his pockets, stood silently on the deck and looked at the huge monster on the sea in the distance, and couldn't help sighing.There are many creations in his life, but none of them can excite him as much as the behemoth in the distance.
intoxicated.

Is that "work of art" called "Elephant Lord"?

What a great name.

"Let's wait until you go on vacation to say these things yourself. We have worked so hard to get permission to bring you out of the island. We are not here to hear your thoughts."

Next to the middle-aged man, a government official with a big belly seemed a little unhappy, and he couldn't help but slapped the man.

"license?
Hehe, there is no place in the world where I can be locked up. "

Hearing what the fat official said, the man in glasses turned around with a smile on his lips.

"In this world, there is no place where I can live in Vegapunk"

(End of this chapter)