The blue sea and sky, the wind and the sun are beautiful.
Bai Ya stood on the deck of the Little Bird, surrounded by many sailors like him.
Zong Ge stood in front of everyone: "Today we will train how to use weapons."
In front of him, there was a pile of weapons, including axes and scimitars.
The pirates on the deck are all familiar with these weapons because they have been making these weapons in the past few days.
These weapons are all made of wood.
Zong Ge specially hired a wooden class to teach these pirates how to use wooden blocks to carve out the shape of weapons.
"There are many kinds of weapons." Zong Ge stretched out his foot and with a slight hook, he picked up a wooden dagger from the pile of weapons.
He grabbed the wooden dagger and made a stabbing motion: "A dagger is the most convenient for sudden attacks and is most suitable for fighting in a small cabin."
He threw away the dagger and picked up a simple ax: "Boarding axe. We often use it to cut off rigging and rope nets. Of course, it can also cut off the enemy's flying hooks. Many times, this weapon can also help
We climbed onto the cabin and pried open the door."
He threw away the wooden ax and picked up a wooden knife: "Sailor's knife! This is our main weapon. This kind of knife is shorter than ordinary swords. In this way, it can be more suitable for close combat on the ship.
We use it to chop. Sometimes it chops enemies, and sometimes it's our table knife, used to cut food."
"In addition, there are short swords, flying hooks, muskets, and artillery..."
Zong Ge is introduced one by one.
Daggers are often used to assassinate and block, and their use requires skill. The chopping effect is not as good as the sailor sword.
The use of the flying hook is very simple. Just throw it out and hook it to the side of the enemy ship. After practicing it a few times, you will see results.
Muskets are expensive and not everyone can equip them. In addition, they are easy to use, so Zong Ge does not plan to train this content.
As for artillery, that is another important point.
If you want to be an excellent pirate, you actually need to master a lot of things.
Not only sailing and other tasks, most pirates have to master the use of cold weapons and hot weapons at the same time.
"Next, I will teach you the most basic movements." Zong Ge started to demonstrate.
He used daggers, boarding axes, sailor's knives, daggers, flying hooks, etc. in turn. Zong Ge was very familiar with this kind of instructor's work.
Next, he handed out wooden practice weapons, and nearly everyone mastered a set.
First, they practiced together, and then Zonge ordered people to place a row of human-shaped wooden targets and began to practice in groups against the wooden targets.
Zong Ge corrected his movements while observing the good combatants.
Some people stood out and were secretly remembered by Zong Ge.
"It's really boring." Xuma showed off the wooden dagger in his hand. As a thief, he is best at this small weapon. Of course, he can also use axes, daggers, etc. better than ordinary people.
"Hey, young man, you work hard enough." Xuma praised Bai Ya when he saw Bai Ya who was training seriously and was already sweating profusely.
Under the scorching sun, Bai Ya's eyes were shining brightly, and his sweat was crystal clear, reflecting the sunshine and youthful vitality.
He is very motivated to practice.
On the one hand, it was because he was inspired by the love of the aristocratic lady Nishihagi and wanted to become a knight. On the other hand, his narrow escape from death on the mysterious island gave him a huge thirst for power.
However, Zong Ge's gaze swept over Bai Ya without any pause.
Bai Ya does not lack courage. On the Mysterious Island, he also fought on the front line facing the terrifying modified monsters. What he lacks is not practice.
On the mysterious island, he started practicing using weapons.
What he lacks is blood.
The boring training lasted for three hours, and the pirates gradually turned from impatient to anxious.
"I really don't understand what's the point of doing these simple exercises!"
"I already know how to use a machete."
"Captain Lion Banner will not forget that it is dinner time, right?"
The pirates were strictly supervised, hungry and complained, but under the power of silver, they could only grit their teeth and practice hard.
"Okay, let's have dinner." Zong Ge's words were like light shining through the darkness, rescuing the pirates in training.
Zong Ge's face didn't look good.
He deliberately delayed the meal time and chose the most boring exercise to test the limits of the pirates' psychological endurance.
The low quality of soldiers made Zong Ge realize again: he was not in a military camp, but leading a group of pirates of varying quality. Among these people, there were many sailors, some veteran pirates, and even some who were sailing on a ship for the first time.
People who go to sea.
While eating, Zonge announced that they would conduct actual combat contact in the afternoon. This news shocked the pirates, who had had enough of the boring training in the morning.
There are also some people who are thoughtful.
Xuma chuckled inwardly, guessing that this was a selection process.
Bai Ya was a little nervous. As a hunter in the mountains, he had killed a lot of wild beasts. On the Mysterious Island, he had also killed a lot of monsters. But he had never fought against anyone. To be more precise, he had never fought against anyone in Crescent Harbor.
During that time, I was kidnapped by thieves and used as a hostage.
Practical training has rewards and punishments.
The winner can eat Warcraft meat, while the loser needs to clean the deck or stay on guard at night.
"If I eat monster meat, it will definitely make my fighting spirit practice faster and better!"
With such strong expectations, Bai Ya asked Xuma for advice: "Senior, what should you pay attention to when fighting against others?"
Xuma had observed him a long time ago and gave pointers without hesitation: "You are very skillful in using weapons, but there is a lack of variety and you are too straightforward. When you meet a skilled person, it is easy to be seen through."
Bai Ya, Beast, Demon Feng, these opponents all have limited intelligence, but people are different.
"Then what should we do?" Bai Ya continued to ask.
Xuma patted him on the shoulder: "It depends on your understanding. You need to practice more, it is actual combat practice. The more you practice, the more you will improve."
"But I really want to eat World of Warcraft meat." Bai Ya clenched his fists.
"Hey, then I will teach you a few tricks so that you can use them temporarily." Suma decided to support this little brother.
In his opinion, Bai Ya is the person around him. The more Bai Ya wins, the more his prestige increases.
Opponents are selected by drawing lots.
Bai Ya's first opponent was an old fisherman.
He has a thin build, deep wrinkles, and gray beard.
Bai Ya was very nervous, and the old fisherman was even more nervous than him.
"Just go up and chop directly." Xuma reminded loudly.
Bai Ya rushed forward, held the knife in both hands, raised it above his head, and slashed three times.
The old fisherman struggled to resist, but was unable to do what he wanted and kept retreating. When it came to the third sword, he couldn't resist it and Bai Ya knocked the wooden sword away.
Bai Ya quickly stopped, but it was not that easy. The wooden knife hit the old fisherman's arm heavily.
The old fisherman screamed in pain and fell on the deck.
"Sorry!" Bai Ya quickly went up to help her, with an apologetic look on her face.
The old fisherman opened his hand, glared at him with hatred, gritted his teeth and stood up.
Bai Ya's second opponent is a middle-aged man.
His hair is as lush as a chicken coop, and his name is Chicken Feather.
Ji Feo, Da Tou, and Xian Yu were on the same team. Before the fight, the three of them lowered their heads and talked for a while, looking at Bai Ya with their eyes from time to time.
Xuma was also beside Bai Ya, giving him advice: "Your current opponent is stronger than you. Although he is just an ordinary person like you, he has also practiced fighting spirit, and his cultivation level is much higher than yours.
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Bai Ya quickly asked: "Then what should I do?"
"Hehe." Xuma shrugged, "As long as the opponent is not at the bronze level, the gap in fighting spirit can be completely bridged. You can't fight hard, you have to use some tricks. Anyway, all weapons can be used! If you do this..."
Xuma muttered, and Bai Ya nodded repeatedly.
Soon, the two clashed.
Bai Ya shouted loudly, raised his sailor knife and pounced on the chicken feathers.
Ji Fei sneered, without fear, he straightened the knife.
Seeing that the two were about to collide, Bai Ya suddenly threw the sailor's wooden sword away.
Ji Feo was startled, and subconsciously dodged quickly, using the wooden knife in his hand to hit Bai Ya's throwing wooden knife away.
At this time, Bai Ya was holding a wooden dagger, stooped and walked quickly, and ran directly into Ji Fei's arms.
Ji Fei was knocked over by Bai Ya and fell to the ground. He wanted to turn over, but Bai Ya's wooden dagger was already placed across his neck.
"Boy, you are cheating!" Ji Feo was not angry and glared at Bai Ya fiercely.
Bai Ya grinned: "You lose."
"Hmph, wait for me!" Ji Feo pushed Bai Ya away and got up with a curse. If it were all based on strength, he would be a step ahead of Bai Ya, but Bai Ya succeeded in a surprise attack.
Of course, this also exposed his shortcomings in actual combat.
Bai Ya returned victorious and was very grateful to Xuma.
According to his current ranking, he can eat Warcraft meat as long as he defeats one more person.
However, when his opponent appeared on the stage, Suma's face collapsed: "Admit defeat."
The opponent is called Wushou.
This is not his real name, but a nickname.
Because no matter how he washed his hands, they were always dirty and black.
This is the characteristic of a miner who mines coal ore from his heart.
Many people suspect that Wushou is a slave miner who escaped from the mine.
The taciturn Wushou has bronze-level strength, and it is not uncommon for slaves to have extraordinary beings. Among the slave gladiators in the arena, there are even gold-level extraordinary beings.
"Is there no possibility of victory?" Bai Ya was unwilling.
Xuma shook his head: "You are just an ordinary person. He is a bronze fighter. The difference in strength is too big and cannot be solved by some tricks."
"Isn't it too early to give up?" Bai Ya still wanted to try.
Xuma shook his head and sneered: "Young man!"
Bai Ya went up and received a beating as expected. He was helplessly defeated and watched with great regret as he missed out on the Warcraft Meat.
After the actual combat training, Zong Ge ordered Sandao to preside over the distribution of Warcraft meat.
Although Xuma is sneaky and slippery, he is still strong enough and is one of the winners.
Zong Ge promoted these winners to small bosses on the spot, and announced that such practical training sessions would be held frequently and the reward and punishment system would remain unchanged.
As night falls, the day's hard training is over.
The pirates, some with bruises on their noses and faces, some with body aches, no longer gathered on the deck.
In the sailor's cabin, Bai Ya was sitting in his hammock, looking enviously at Xuma lying on the hammock beside him, who was staring blankly at a piece of monster meat in his hand.
Sensing Bai Ya's gaze, Xuma smiled: "Boy, this is a good thing, I won't give it to you."
Bai Ya nodded and said with a smile: "Senior, I don't have such extravagant hopes. Besides, I can only feel comfortable eating the monster meat I earned. Mane... didn't Captain Lion Banner say that? There will be such actual combat training in the future."
Xuma shook his head: "Boy, you are too optimistic. Captain Lion Flag is not a confused person. Look at today's winners, they are basically bronze level. The winners in the future will also be them. The number of winners
The decision is very clever. Although you seem to have bad luck in the end today, it is actually normal. You will always encounter bronze-level opponents."
"So, don't think you are only one step away from winning. In fact, this step is far away. It is not as simple as you think."
Bai Ya was stunned and immediately became worried: "Then what should I do?"
"It's very simple. If you become Bronze-level, you will have great hope!" Xuma took a bite of the monster meat and said vaguely.
Bai Ya was stunned: "If I want to quickly become a bronze warrior, I have to eat the meat of Warcraft first."
The current predicament is a dead end for Bai Ya.
Xuma hesitated for a moment: "Then do you have money? If you have money, I will sell you this piece of monster meat."
Bai Ya shook his head.
Xuma sighed: "I know you are a poor boy. Then you can only learn from me before, practice fighting spirit hard first, work hard for a while, and break through to the bronze level."
"ah?"
Xuma asked again: "What fighting spirit do you practice?"
"White River fighting spirit."
"Oh, it's pretty good. Much better than me before. How was your practice? How much fighting energy can you generate?" Xuma continued to ask, "If it's not convenient, just forget it."
Bai Ya told Xuma the truth, and the fighting spirit he generated spread to his body, as if it had dissipated.
"Then you're done." Xuma shrugged, "Don't expect to break through to the bronze level in this life."
"ah?"
Xuma glanced at him and continued to put the monster meat into his mouth: "Your qualifications are too ordinary. It can even be said that you have no qualifications for practice. The fighting qi technique I practiced at the beginning was much worse than yours, but every time
The fighting spirit generated is as thick as a hair. You don’t even have a hair’s worth of fighting spirit, and you can tell at a glance that there is no hope.”
Bai Ya blinked repeatedly, unable to believe it.
Xuma continued: "Do you know when I broke through to the bronze level? Thirty-two years old."
"Alas, this is what I will do in my life. I have no hope of reaching the black iron level!"
"Even better Dou Qi techniques are useless."
"Because Dou Qi tactics are all matched with blood. Blood is the most critical!"
"You are just an ordinary person."
Bai Ya opened her mouth slightly, her face turned pale, her mouth was dry, and she was in despair.
Xuma couldn't bear it and comforted him: "This is the reality. You...had known better. There are many people in the same situation as you, everywhere in the world. Most of the people on our ship are ordinary people. It's okay.
So disappointing.”
"But..." Bai Ya's Adam's apple rolled, and he was so flustered that he couldn't speak complete words.
"Alas!" Xuma let out a long sigh and finally finished eating the whole piece of monster meat. "We'd better go back to the Justice."
"Training hard on a pirate ship and giving out Warcraft meat. This is not something a normal pirate captain can do. Our Lion Flag captain is very ambitious."
"If you continue to stay here, life will be difficult in the future."
"To be honest, I want to board the ship just to hug my thick legs, drink some soup, and make a little fortune. But I don't want to be constantly fighting and killing. The risk is too high."
"I made a mistake by bringing you here." Suma looked at Bai Ya.
Bai Ya's eyes lost focus and he didn't hear what Xuma said at all.
"Hey, are you listening to me?"
Bai Ya woke up with a start. He was like a prisoner sentenced to death. He asked with the last chance: "Senior, is there no other way?"
"Alas!" Xuma sighed again and spread his hands, "What can be done? If so, there wouldn't be so many ordinary people in the world."
"You know, there are rabbits and cheetahs on the grassland."
"The same is true for people. When you are born, it determines whether you are a rabbit or a cheetah."
"Although people look similar to each other, the difference between people is actually much greater than that of rabbits and cheetahs."
"Boy, you are just an ordinary person. Don't think too much."
Bai Ya was speechless, he felt very weak.
This level of weakness is unprecedented!
Even the few near-death experiences on the Mysterious Island were far from being as weak and uncomfortable as this time.