Starting from the pirates, pushing the world

Chapter 295 A 13-year-old swordsman?

The veil-like clouds floated in the night sky, and the originally bright stars dimmed, making the village where the lights were turned off even darker.

Just a sudden sound of footsteps broke the silence.

It didn't take long.

Rapid panting sounded on the street along with the approaching footsteps, and soon, a boy in purple feather with a samurai sword was running profusely against the night wind, sweating profusely.

"Damn it, damn it, why am I so unlucky that if I want to eat game and chase pigs into the mountains, I can still meet ghosts?"

Although he is determined to join the ghost killing team and eliminate these evil ghosts that eat people, he hasn't joined yet. The key is that the ghost is so powerful that he doesn't seem to be an opponent!
The young man seemed to be unable to run anymore. After looking back, he found that the ghost didn't seem to be chasing him, so he was relieved, resting his hands on his bent knees and panting to resume his breathing.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, can I really pass the final selection at my level?"

【call out----】

But before he could finish his self-mockery, the sharp sound of piercing the air suddenly hit, which made the young man's face change drastically, and he threw himself desperately towards the left.

【boom! 】

A loud noise appeared behind him, and when he rolled on the ground a few times, he looked up in embarrassment, and was horrified to see that where he was standing before, a two-meter-high, pale-skinned, two-horned man had been killed. The figure smashed a big hole, and the smoke and dust from the shock filled the surroundings, which looked very oppressive.

"Hey hey hey, you can really run, it's really hard to catch slippery ground in the forest, but you brought me to a good place, hiss——"

I saw this bloodshot humanoid monster with blackened eyes, nearly invisible pupils, leaning up its neck and enjoying the touch of the moonlight, taking a deep breath of air, and said with a grinning enjoyment, "The smell of food is really delicious." Ah~"

However, this place feels a little familiar, but it just can't remember it, but it's not important, let's eat the unusual meat in front of us first.

"It's over, do you really want to die here, I just graduated from the teacher!"

The knife-wielding boy wanted to cry, but his mentality was fine. Instead of losing his mind due to despair, he began to comfort himself.

"Fortunately, there are no girls at the scene, so it won't be too embarrassing when you get eaten later."

But the white ghost couldn't hold back anymore, he split his fangs full of flesh and blood, stomped on the pits in the street viciously again, and bit at them with bent and sharp fingers like an arrow leaving the string.

"Hey, just die obediently, little meat~~"

Its speed was astonishing. An ordinary person might not be able to react at all, but the young man was not. He took a deep breath calmly and swallowed the cool air into his body.

Soon, the originally weak body seemed to swell a little, the muscles in the arms became tighter, and the veins in the neck and forehead also burst out.

He's going to work hard!
The young man turned around counterclockwise on the spot, narrowly dodging the white ghost's straight-line bite, and at the same time swung the long knife with purple patterns in his hand.

"One of the Shapes, Snakes and Slashes!"

A miraculous scene appeared, a lavender arc-shaped airflow visible to the naked eye emerged from his knife, trying to cut at the stamina of the white ghost.

But the white ghost seemed to be faster than his knife, he blocked the blade with his right arm in time, and at the same time grabbed the boy's throat fiercely with his left hand.

"Oops!"

Although the white ghost's arm was successfully cut off, the latter didn't show any joy on his face. The young man thought in his heart that the teacher had taught him that he could easily cut off the opponent's head by walking around behind him with the two-shaped shape at this time.

But the one type is his most proficient move, although the two type can also, but to freely switch between different sword moves in the battle, sorry teacher, he can't do it.
"Hey, are you going to die? It's a pity. I heard that there will be some cute and heroic girls in the final selection. I won't have the chance to meet them now."

Facing the ghost claw getting closer and closer, the boy's mind seemed to be abnormal in this moment of divergent thinking.

"Should I close my eyes now?"

【Boom———】

Just when the young man was about to close his eyes to face death, his eyelids were about to come down, and the ghost claws with pale skin, blackened nails and foamy blood in the crevices were suddenly blown away by something.

That's right.

It just turned into a pile of rotten meat and burst open. Before he could react, someone behind him seemed to grab his shoulders, and with a huge force, he flew backwards.

In mid-air, the young man saw a petite pink figure quickly appear, and then the white ghost also flew out with a muffled bang.

In a blink of an eye, he and the white ghost fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Hey!"

The boy's butt hurt from being thrown, but this made him very happy, because it meant that he was still alive, and then he quickly raised his head to look at the back of the short-haired figure standing in the field.

"Who are you?"

But when he saw the curved blade tied to his back, he seemed to understand something.

"Hey hey, another one came here, she is still a little girl with thin skin and tender meat. Speaking of which, I really haven't eaten it before, so I just want to try something new~~"

The white ghost turned over and stood up, patted the kicked chest, and looked at Wuming's whole body with a grinning face.

"The arm recovered?"

Wuming, who was holding a short steam gun, was surprised to see that the opponent's right arm, which had been severed by the knife, and the left hand, which had been smashed by himself, had fully recovered.

This scene was also seen by Lasky, who was hiding on the roof of a certain building, and he noticed that there was so much movement here, but no one of the nearby residents came out to take a look.

Even the head of Shanzhi Village who provided them with a place to live was clearly awake from their aura.

"what are you?"

On the street below, Wuming pointed his gun at the past and shouted.

"Uh?"

The white ghost was stunned by this, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. At this time, the boy who had got up behind Wuming walked up to her with a samurai sword in his hand, and asked in surprise, "Did your teacher tell you about ghosts?" something?"

He regarded Wuming as a replacement for the final selection of the Ghost Killing Team like himself. After all, judging from the opponent's skill, he definitely had mastered breathing techniques.

Why is this cute little girl holding a musket?
"No, the situation at that time, if you don't use a gun, you can't save me at all, it must be because of this!"

"Maybe, I didn't remember!"

Seeing Wuming raised her chin, she said confidently, her arrogant little appearance combined with that absolutely beautiful pretty face immediately moved the young man's heart.

"so cute"

"Then you can remember it in my stomach!"

The white ghost laughed maniacally and rushed over again, but they were just two little kids, and it happened to be their first meal down the mountain.

"careful!"

"If we cooperate, there should be no problem. By the way, my name is Wen Fu, and I am 13 years old!"

The young man hastily introduced himself, thinking, if he still hasn't fought after a while, then at least he let the other party know his name.

But after thinking about it, he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of such a cute girl, so he immediately swung his knife to meet the white ghost, and shouted: "Two-shaped narrow-headed fangs!"

I saw him stepping on strange steps, and instantly walked around behind the white ghost with unimaginable movements. The long purple-patterned knife in his hand was wrapped in a layer of arc-shaped airflow that emerged and 'bited' at the back of his neck like a purple snake.

"interesting."

Lasky on the roof squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, "Is it possible to wield sword energy at such a young age, but the strength shown by this is not up to the level of a swordsman."

(End of this chapter)