The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue Chapter 42

"Let's take a gamble and see how long Little Skyler can last in the hands of that old fellow Heller?"

In a blink of an eye, it was early summer, and it was still the training ground where the old navy was talking about teenage madmen, but there were not many old navies training. All eyes were on the center of the training ground. Open veteran.

An old navy who was about the same age took out a roll of sheepskin, and after spreading it out, there were many sections on it. Each section had the time written on it. There were five minutes, ten minutes, and there was even a small area in the corner that said victory.

Hearing that, the surrounding veterans all took out their pledges, such as cigarettes, cigars, rum, military medals, but they didn't see Bailey. A majestic old navy looked at it and said:

"That old boy, Heller, was still a soldier of labor and capital back then. How much he weighed and how many taels, labor and capital knew better than his midwife doctor! Twenty minutes! Press a first-class military medal!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand and patted it, he slapped the military medal with a gold frame and a red bottom on the board that said 20 minutes. With the first one taking the lead, others also made bets.

In the end, there were only two people left who didn't make a bet, that was Zefa and Polusalino, who was squatting on the ground, breathing heavily, and wiping his sunshade. Zefa looked at these seniors and said, "I don't bet!"

"Hey~ boring!"

"Zefa, last time I heard you bet that little Skyler was the future of the Navy, why don't you bet now?"

These old navies are coaxing them. Before their retirement, their merits and rank may not be as good as Zefa's, but they have a lot of seniority, and after retiring, they dare to speak and scold, Zefa can only accept "guidance" with a blushing face.

Seeing that Zefa would rather be ridiculed by them than make a bet, these old marines also set their sights on Polsalino. Polsalino looked at the eyes of the old seniors around him and exaggeratedly said:

"Yo~ho~ It's really scary, all the seniors~ It's like they're going to eat me~ I'm pressing down on a pair of glasses."

Having said that, Polsalino put the sunshade mirror he had just wiped clean in his hand in the column of "victory", and in an instant, these old ** all made a noise.

"Little monkey! I think you're trying to find an excuse to change your glasses?"

"These glasses look good, the old man wants them, don't **** them from the old man in a while!"

Hearing the disapproving voices of these seniors, Polsalino just smiled slyly. He made an "exception" two days ago and took Skyler, who was still a recruit at the Naval Academy, out to fight the bandits.

Today's Skyler, no one is more familiar with his strength than he is, and it is not impossible to deal with a former colonel who will achieve the achievement of longevity next year.

Besides, losing is just a pair of sun visors. Thinking about the reward he will get next month, Polusalino doesn't feel bad at all, but he is used to sun visors and always feels that the sun is a bit dazzling.

In the center of the venue, Skyler is also very familiar with this set of procedures. Every time they discuss, they need to wait first, and then they can start after all the seniors have placed their bets.

Seeing that the bet over there was over, Skyler saluted the veteran from the front of him and said, "Colonel Heller, offended!"

"Come on, little baby, my granddaughter's age can be your mother, why are you polite to me!"

Although Heller was so old that he couldn't lift his eyelids, he was obviously a very short-tempered person. If it wasn't for a girl who could be her great-granddaughter, he would have said all kinds of foul language.

"Blast Slash!"

Skyler sprinted in an instant, skillfully cooperated with the shaving, and came to Heller in a flash, with the long sword in his hand slashing three times in a row.

"Clang clang ~"

I didn't see Heller's dodging posture, but with a flick of his wrist, the crutches turned around. The crutches, which were originally vine-colored, turned pitch-black, directly blocking the girl's attack.

After a test, the two finally started a competition. Heller stood still, a crutch wrapped around a domineering weapon, constantly clashing with Skyler's sword.

Although the long sword in Skyler's hand is not wrapped in a domineering look, it also has an invisible force wrapped around it, so that the mediocre long sword in his hand will not be directly shattered.

"Little Skyler still loves the old man, he only used a sword."

An on-looker old Navy stroked his beard and sighed. As they got along for the past few months, their understanding of Skyler gradually deepened. This girl who has always emphasized that she is a three-knife style, but the strongest is to use two swords. sword.

As for the black long sword... It has never been unsheathed. At most, it uses the swing of the blade box to drive the black long sword to attack or block. Therefore, many people joked that Skyler wanted to use the three-knife flow, Must be taller.

Because with the girl's current height and wingspan, there is really no way to unsheath or return Obsidian at will.

But the girl holding two swords still has something to look at. Skyler in the battle can clearly feel that if he just uses this training sword, he can't beat the old navy in front of him at all.

"Warehouse~"

White Teeth pulled out, and Heller listened to the voice, his drooping eyelids tightened a little, and there was a slight gap in his eyes, as if he had concentrated a little bit of energy~www.mtlnovel.com~ Double slash! "

Skyler swung both knives crosswise, and Heller finally took his first step. Using his shaving skills, he seemed to only take one step, but he appeared more than ten meters away.

This is still a deliberately shortened distance, after all, no matter how far it is... those old people should say that Heller escaped.

"Seal the throat!"

Seeing Heller pulling away, while Skyler was approaching, the ghost-binding silk on his left wrist shot out quickly and flew towards Heller, entangling Heller in an instant.

Heller's messy brows trembled, because today's ghost binding silk is a little strange.

The ghost-binding silk, which was originally judged by everyone to be "entangled in seeing, hearing, and coloring," actually had a physical feeling today. Heller didn't understand it yet.

He was actually dragged by Ghost Bound Silk and left the ground. After circling in the air, he was driven to smash toward the ground.

"Armed Color - Hardened!"

Armed-colored domineering quickly wrapped Heller's body, and when he smashed to the ground, a lot of dust was raised. Seeing this, the onlookers sneered.

They also don't understand why this familiar ghost-binding silk suddenly has a physical effect, but laughing at an old friend is more important than understanding this!

Zefa showed curiosity, looking at the unwavering Polsalino, he vaguely understood something in his heart.

And then, the scene that made these old navies boil, Skyler, a girl with three swords, finally took the hilt of the third long sword with her hand.

The other two long swords were returned to their sheaths, Skyler's hand was clinging to the black long sword Obsidian, she quickly adjusted her breathing, looking for the feeling of drawing out the sword.

"The Twilight Blade!"

Chapter end