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Chapter 34: Training and instructions during training

 Esdeath calmed down her breath, but it still felt dark.

"Let your heart calm down."

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

I don’t know how long it took, but Esdeath felt a drop of water dripping down. After the water drop fell into the darkness, it splashed ripples. As the water drop continued to drip, the ripples spread farther and farther.

Long.

Finally, she traced the outline of the object in front of her through ripples, and the range became wider and wider, and everything around her could be seen clearly.

Esdeath felt that there was a person in front of her, a person slightly taller than herself. He was standing in front of her.

"Annan, I feel my surroundings and see you. You are right in front of me."

The girl's voice was slightly excited. She was worried that if she got too excited, the figure she finally saw would disappear again.

Even though she knew Annan was right in front of her.

"Really?

"Of course!" Esdeath suppressed her excitement, "There is a big tree fifty meters to the northwest, and there is a nest of rabbits in the grass to the southeast..."

Annan looked at the blindfolded Esdeath and smiled evilly.

"Then...I'm going to start."

Annan raised the wooden stick and hit Esdeath on the head.

"Pa!"

"Hey, what do you want to do, Annan?" Esdeath grabbed the extended hand, "I've already seen you."

Sensing that the other party was trying to break away, Esdeath smiled and was about to put her hand on Annan's chest, then grabbed his clothes, held his wrist with the other hand, and threw him back hard...



"It's dawn, open your eyes and get up." Annan shook Esdeath's head with his left hand that was not caught.

Opening her ice-blue eyes, the outline overlapped with the real person in front of her.

"It's already morning?" Esdeath was a little surprised.

She wakes up at a very fixed time every day, and the number of times she is woken up is pitiful.

"Yes." Annan pulled up the curtains and let the sunlight shine in.

Annan looked at Esdeath who was still a little confused.

Yo, duck sitting, kawaii pinch.

"Are you dreaming?" Annan walked over and pulled Esdeath up. "If I were woken up by someone while I was dreaming, my head would be a little dizzy."

"Yeah."

"Cheer up, training is about to begin."

The training of the ordinary navy in this department is already cruel, let alone the elite class.

Like any long-distance running, push-ups and sit-ups are just warm-ups.

The teaching of physical skills such as the Six Forms is the foundation.

Time flies very fast, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Zefa also found out the limits of Annan and Esdeath in one physical test after another.

"For you, the Six Styles are no longer very useful."

He held the test record book, and every data on it was witnessed and written by his own eyes.

Watching the two of them panting after going through monster training.

"I'm not praising you, I'm just stating a fact. With your current strength, the Six Styles are not worthy of you." Zefa continued.

"'Shaving' is actually a force-generating technique, and you have already mastered it."

"'Iron block' and 'paper painting' are far less domineering than armed color domineering and knowledge color domineering in actual combat."

"Although the destructive power of 'Lan Jiao' and 'Finger Spear' is amazing, they are not as good as the slashing blows of the great swordsman."

"The only thing that is useful is the 'Moon Step'."

Zefa's eyes moved to Esdeath, "You have already learned the moon step."

Then he looked at Annan and said, "You can do it too. Yesterday I saw that you were already proficient in using the Moon Step to escape."

Annan smiled sheepishly.

Yesterday's training was mountain climbing. Annan felt tired, so she just used the moon step to get to the point.

But Esdeath is the same as me, why don't you say a few words to her.

"Esdeath, your fighting talent is the highest among the people I have taught." Zefa said, "You have already learned the domineering covering method I showed on the ship, right."

"It's really Teacher Zefa." Esdeath sighed, making a fist with his right hand, and circles of domineering energy on his arm covered it. The color of the weapon was no longer black and purple, but was flowing like ink.

.

"Is this Teacher Zefa's famous skill - black wrist? But I..."

"I know what you are going to say, Esdeath." Zefa interrupted Esdeath's question.

"'Black Wrist' is not easy to use during the battle, is it?"

Esdeath nodded.

Zefa motioned for the two of them to sit down.

"Esdeath, your combat talent is the highest among the students I have taught, but this talent is also a double-edged sword."

Annan became interested, "Teacher Zefa, so having high combat talent sometimes becomes a liability?"

Zefa told a story.

"Many years ago, the navy once encountered a pirate whose fighting talent was even higher than Esdeath's."

"He learned all the moves of Garp and Sengoku in a very short period of time, and they fought to a tie when they joined forces. He was forced to leave after the navy's support arrived."

"Because his threat was too great, the World Government launched a demon-slaying order against him, and he was eventually arrested by me, Garp, Sengoku, Kong and He."

"Facing the siege of five of us."

"He still learned all the moves shown by the five of us in a very short period of time, and even the domineering way to use them."

"But he still lost."

"This pirate becomes weaker the more he learns."

Esdeath lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Is it because the moves he learned didn't turn into his own power?"

Zefa did not deny it.

"Your battle is to take the initiative to attack, rely on your own momentum to put pressure on the opponent, and then rely on your own strength to eliminate the opponent."

"Annan, on the other hand, adopts a passive offensive approach, allowing the opponent to take the lead, and then defeating the enemy through counterattacks."

"This shows that everyone's fighting style and habits are different."

"In physical arts, you are better at kicking. My 'black wrist' is the use of armed hands. As for hand skills, you are good at swordsmanship."

"Forcing you to learn a move that doesn't suit you sometimes doesn't make you stronger."

Esther is thoughtful.

"Do I need to learn to adapt? For example, Black Wrist, can I move the use of this weapon color from my hands to my legs and feet?"

"But why haven't I encountered this situation before?"

Esdeath and Zefa both looked at Annan.

"Don't look at me." Annan said.

"In the South China Sea, those who have some strength have been dealt with by us, and those who have no strength are looked down upon by you."

"That's not to say, your swordsmanship is obviously better than mine." Esdeath asked. "I've never felt uncomfortable with the swordsmanship you taught me."

"I have already figured out your fighting style. How can I teach you moves that are not suitable for you?"

Annan looked confused, "Isn't this normal?"


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