A certain scientific pirate

In addition to the organizers of the "Grand Recruitment" on Boxing Island, they are also participants in the "Grand Recruitment", but this does not mean that there are no spectators under the ring... Whether they are sailors or participants who have not yet had their turn to appear, they all It's the audience.

Warring States, Garp and others were sitting in the stands next to the main arena, looking down at the battle below. Mo Fei soon attracted their attention.

"Garp, does that count as swordsmanship? Did you teach it?" Seng Guo asked Garp with black lines on his head.

"I don't know if it's swordsmanship, but I definitely didn't teach it." Of course, Garp would not admit that Mo Fei's little tricks had something to do with him, because it had nothing to do with him in the first place, and Garp didn't want to take the blame for such a thing, "But According to Mo Fei himself, he is particularly good at long-distance slashing."

"His own version?"

"Well, in his own words."

These two old men saw clearly that Mo Fei knew the swordsmanship with a hammer.

"With his strength, there is no problem in passing this round of selection... By the way, where is the person named 'Yixiao' that Mo Fei mentioned, is he on the stage now?" Warring States then asked again.

The naval officer behind him immediately went to check. After flipping through the appearance list, he said, "You haven't appeared yet, Marshal Warring States."

"I am no longer a marshal. Be careful when you speak in the future, otherwise Sakaski will cause trouble for you, haha."

Although Sengoku has retired from the position of marshal, quite a few sailors will still subconsciously call him marshal. This is inevitable.

The blind swordsman Yixiao didn't know at this time that because of some people's reports, he had already received the attention of the navy's top brass before he appeared.

Down in the ring, Kebi and Bellumeb were watching Mo Fei's battle.

"Mr. Mo Fei, you are really merciless."

"No mercy? I think he was careful enough. No one he attacked directly saw blood."

There was no direct bloodshed, but all those who took the initiative to attack Mo Fei were knocked unconscious by the shock wave and then thrown out of the ring. However, considering that others wanted to chop off his head, he was indeed very measured in his counterattack... It is indeed rare to use a sword as a weapon to attack an opponent without causing the enemy to bleed.

"But Kebi, I... let me tell you clearly, this is not swordsmanship at all, it is clearly some kind of ability, right? Mo Fei should be an esper, right?"

Kebi: "..."

What kind of truth is Belumeber talking about here?

But after a while, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mo Fei was not using a sword skill. Either there was something wrong with the weapon in his hand, or there was something wrong with him... How can there be a sword skill that explodes once with one swing of the sword? Even the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, can't do this.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Fei never took the initiative to attack anyone. He just stood in the middle of the field, and whoever attacked him, he would fly out of the ring. So even though he stood there, he was actually eliminated by him. There are not a few people.

Anyway, later on, the attendees began to walk around him.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. By the time Mo Fei heard the signal that the battle was over, there were already less than two hundred people standing in the ring... From one thousand to two hundred, that is to say, in just half an hour A total of 800 people were eliminated. This ratio showed that the strength of the participants was too uneven. The strong ones were very strong and the weak ones were very weak.

When Mo Fei walked down from the ring, he didn't feel tired at all. He was quite refreshed... How could he be tired after standing there dropping "bombs" for half an hour?

This kind of secondary screening lasted for two days in total. After two days, there were only 12,000 participants from more than 100,000 participants. The small fight was finally over, and the main topic was entered. .

The next recruitment will be held in the form of a one-on-one arena battle. This method is relatively stupid... It’s not that the organizers can’t think of other more creative recruitment methods, but because the purpose of the recruitment is to select individuals with strong strength. people and incorporated them into the navy, so they adopted such a fighting method.

One-on-one combat is the most suitable form of combat to showcase one's strength.

There are a total of five arenas, which means that ten people can fight at the same time, and most battles will be won or lost within five minutes. If you calculate it this way, it will not take more than one round for all ten thousand people to fight. long time. As for how long the subsequent battle will take, it is unknown.

After the secondary screening was completed, two days later, Mo Fei went to draw lots. According to the results of the draw, all his fights would be held in the central main arena.

"Main challenger, does this mean that I will play the leading role next?"

Just as Mo Fei was thinking this, Kebi and Bellumeb came over, and the former said to him, "In which arena will Mr. Mo Fei's next battle take place? By the way, what you mentioned before That Mr. Yixiao will appear in the central arena..."

"Forehead……"

Well, this means letting him play the supporting role well.

Mo Fei showed the sign in her hand to these two people.

"Also in the center? Mr. Mo Fei, you seem to be a little unlucky. After watching Mr. Yixiao's several shots, Lieutenant General Garp and the others agreed that the opponent is very powerful." Kebi said.

"It can't be said that we are unlucky. As long as we are on this island, there will always be times when we meet and fight. The difference is just sooner or later."

There was Fujitora in the first half of the Grand Line, and there was Green Bull in the New World. The two protagonists of the Great Recruitment were already decided at the beginning. No matter how good Mo Fei's performance was, she could only win the title of "Best Supporting Actor" ——Be more down-to-earth. It is impossible for him to win a smile now. This is a matter of hard power, a gap that cannot be bridged by operation.

So even though she said that, Mo Fei still hoped to meet Xiaoxiao as late as possible.

"Anyway, I decided to eat well, drink well and sleep well tonight. From tomorrow onwards it will be a more intense battle."

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After the day's selection ended in the evening, the atmosphere on the island was very lively, and Mo Fei decided to go back to the Water Fish to rest.

Ships are constantly leaving here along the coast. People who have failed in the secondary screening stage are no longer qualified to stay on this island, so warships will be responsible for transporting them away - the talents the navy needs to supplement only exist on Among the remaining 12,000 people.

Although Mo Fei's strength is not as good as Yixiao, if the two sides really encounter each other, he does not intend to give up easily. He still has to touch when it is time to touch... So he went back to the boat to find a quiet place. The environment is concentrating.

Avril and other sailors on the ship are all staying on the island at this time. Logically speaking, those who are responsible for "logistics work" are much busier than those like Mo Fei who are participating in the recruitment. Just from this perspective From a practical point of view, Mo Fei also felt that signing up for the selection was the right thing to do, so that at least she wouldn't have to be "caught young".

At this time, apart from Mo Fei, there was only "trainee sea soldier" Grim on the ship.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Seeing Mo Fei return to the ship, Grim, who had been staying on the mast, slipped down. Although she likes to be alone and is used to loneliness, she still feels a little depressed after being left alone for several days in a row.

"It's nothing, it's just that I may face a very powerful opponent next, so I'm going to go back to the ship and have a good night's rest." Mo Fei said.

"A powerful opponent?"

"Yes, it's just that the opponent is not the enemy, so you don't have to worry."

Mo Fei felt that there was no need for children to worry about this kind of thing.

"Then I pray to 'Oveliga', hoping to bless the commander with victory."

"Ofriga?"

"Well, it's the god we believe in. The great Euphrates is the god of water, moonlight and victory."

Is it the belief of the fur tribe? No, fur people don’t seem to believe in gods, but associating moonlight with victory does seem a bit like the way fur people think.

Or is it the belief of the Kingdom of Wilvalin?

But it didn't matter. Anyway, Mo Fei also started to pray, "Ove Lijia, I hope that Mr. Yixiao will have high uric acid, gout, palpitation and shortness of breath from tomorrow..."

Um, is "praying" in the wrong direction? Isn't this a curse?

Anyway, after praying, Mo Fei felt a lot calmer, not sure if it was an illusion. He reached out and touched Grim's head, pinched her ears, and then went back to his room to rest.

After sleeping until dawn, Mo Fei felt energetic and refreshed when the cat girl knocked on the door and called him... After staying on the sea for a while, he seemed to have adapted to the narrow bed in the cabin. .

Then he ate something and returned to the island.

When he arrived at the main arena, several rounds of fighting took place, and not long after, it was Mo Fei's turn.

"Garp, your student has appeared."

Theoretically, there is no reason for Warring States to pay attention to Mo Fei, because Mo Fei is only a small character at the moment. Although he is a student of Garp, all the students in the Marine School are Garp's students. But the theory is just a theory, and the reality is... first, Seng Guo retired; second, after retirement, Seng Guo was so idle that it hurt.

"Well, Warring States, take a good look at it. I gave Mo Fei a month of special training before coming here. Now he is more or less capable." Garp rarely put on a serious look. said.

So Warring States also nodded.

On the ring, Mo Fei and his opponent appeared from the east and west sides respectively. After the referee announced the start of the battle, the opponent on the opposite side immediately rushed towards Mo Fei.

Mo Fei unhurriedly pulled out the long sword behind him. He held the sword in front of him, paused for a moment, and then started to attack.

With such a long distance between the two sides, Mo Fei was seen slashing left and right, with his long sword flying up and down in his hand. After slashing for a while, he put the sword back into its sheath, quite a bit like "call it a day." .

Then, I saw a large mess of sword energy flying towards the opponent in a completely covering manner, and the masonry arena was cut out with traces - to put it nicely, this is called "saturated swordsmanship" Attack", to put it mildly, this is called plowing.

It looked a bit funny from the perspective of watching the battle, but for Mo Fei's opponent, this was not an interesting thing. In just a moment, countless sword energy filled his field of vision. In this situation, he could not avoid it. .

The next moment, blood began to surge all over his body.

"Garp..."

Warring States in the stands looked at Mo Fei and then at Garp. The meaning in his words was self-evident... That's it? Just let me see this?

Garp held his forehead with one hand and covered his eyes with his palm. After finally holding down his breath, he said in a deep voice, "It's... um, it's Feinian Liu."

"What?"

"I mean this is Mo Fei's Fei Nian style sword skill."

"No matter what sword skill it is, Garp, why don't you look at him and say it?"

"It's nothing. My eyes hurt. As I get older, I tend to cry in the wind."

Lieutenant General Garp couldn't bear to look at it.

Even he couldn't tell lies with his eyes open, so he chose to close his eyes...so that he could call this kind of blind J8 killing without conscience as "sword skill".