The boat sped like a flying fish on the sea, the white waves swayed in the howling wind, and a straight silver line was drawn on the calm sea like blue amber.

The oncoming wind and splashing water made Cavendish feel a little overwhelmed.

And the Hades King Reilly, who was traveling with him, was relaxed and comfortable, not moved by the wind and waves in front of him.

He always had a gentle smile on his face, and he looked like a harmless retired old man.

But Cavendish naturally doesn't think that this Reilly predecessor is really a mediocre old man, in addition to Reilly's own resounding fame and the compelling momentum he showed before, Reilly's current performance also makes Cavendish feel awe:

The boat they were in now was lightning fast, more than ten times faster than Cavendish had been on his own, and the power of the waves was almost as powerful as that of a fish-man karate.

And all this is only because the rower was replaced by Reilly.

Cavendish, who has always regarded himself as a genius and has not taken the Seven Martial Seas in his eyes even if he has suffered setbacks, finally realized what it means to have people outside the world and a heaven outside the sky, and the recklessness and narcissism in his personality have unconsciously converged in front of Reilly.

But...

I didn't expect the famous predecessors of Hades to also row with swords...

Looking at the black knife in Reilly's hand, which was used as an oar, Cavendis's expression involuntarily became strange.

"Hahaha..."

Reilly noticed the somewhat complicated eyes of the young man beside him, and couldn't help laughing freely:

"What? Haven't you ever seen anyone rowing with a sword? ”

"No, no, no..."

Cavendish blushed and hurriedly said:

"That's how I usually row when I'm alone!"

"It's just..."

Cavendish's face turned redder and redder: "I always feel that it is against the morality of a swordsman to do this." ”

"Haha."

Reilly chuckled twice, shook his head again, and said:

"Why are you bothering about this? Quite the opposite..."

Raleigh paused, and actually took the trouble to mention this junior with a good impression:

"Using a sword as an oar has three benefits for a swordsman!"

"Oh?"

Cavendish's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that he might have encountered a great opportunity to teach the mysteries of kendo by a master from outside the world.

Regardless of the oncoming wind and waves, Cavendish immediately put on a serious posture of sitting upright and listening.

"First..."

Reilly stopped paddling and showed the pitch-black blade of the black knife in front of Cavendish in front of him:

"This is the cultivation of 'qi'."

"The blade of a sword is no more than an inch wide, but a ship weighs a thousand pounds."

"How do you propel the entire ship with a narrow blade, and how do you make the sword qi you swing exert the strongest thrust?"

As he spoke, Reilly's wrist holding the sword flicked:

The thin blade suddenly crashed into the water, and in an instant, it surged backwards with a monstrous white wave that was more than ten meters wide.

Cavendish suddenly realized when he saw this scene, and only felt that Reilly's words were like Huang Zhongdalu and thought-provoking:

His sword Durandal is a Western light sword, the blade is light and slender, and the natural power to propel the ship forward by the blade alone is insufficient;

So every time he rowed with his sword, he was actually unconsciously tempering his sword qi.

It's just that when I rowed before, I didn't pay attention to the careful understanding and wasted so many precious opportunities to improve my swordsmanship cultivation.

"Second..."

Rayleigh hid the blade of the black sword Qiushui into the water, and said, "This is also the cultivation of 'force'. ”

"How do you use the least amount of force to stir up the fastest flow of water?"

"And how do you control the current, so that the fragile wooden boat can remain stable and not destroyed by the waves?"

The black knife in Reilly's hand stirred the water again, but this time the blade was like a swimming fish, swift and silent.

Apparently it didn't stir up any waves, but Cavendish could feel the undercurrent underneath the boat, which made the boat go a little faster.

"Awesome!"

Cavendish only felt a burst of enlightenment, as if the swordsmanship he had practiced since childhood was the same as that he had learned in vain:

"I didn't expect that this simple rowing action contains such a profound meaning of kendo!"

"Haha..."

"It's nothing powerful, it's just familiar."

Reilly smiled lightly, and then said in a deep voice:

"And this third point is the most important point, and it is also the fundamental reason for rowing with a sword."

Cavendish was completely immersed in his perception of kendo, and asked a little impatiently, "What is it?" ”

Reilly stopped explaining abruptly, and pointed to the sea not far away, saying:

"We caught up!"

Cavendish hurriedly looked, and there were two ships on each other's side, adrift together at sea.

The mast and sails of a ship were shattered, but Cavendish could still recognize it as the ship Moriah had taken from him.

The other ship turned out to be a Navy warship, and looking at the huge size, you can see that the specifications of this warship are not low.

Cavendish's expression immediately became solemn: "How can there be a navy here?" ”

Then with superhuman eyesight, I fixed my eyes:

Moria's conspicuous figure sat on the deck of a ship, and in front of him was an admiral in a cloak of justice and a handsome knight in ornate armor.

Because Moria was facing Cavendish sideways, Cavendish couldn't see the hideous scars and disgraced look on Moria's face.

Cavendish could only make out the semblance on the face of the admiral and the strange knight, as if he were talking and laughing with Moria.

And Moria's sturdy body, which he couldn't cut with his sword, trembled in front of these two people...

Cavendish shrank his pupils, and immediately guessed the current situation:

It seemed that the knight's joke was very funny, and it made Moria, a fierce sea thief, laugh and tremble...

"Damn!"

Cavendish clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"Damn the Seven Martial Seas!"

"Moria, he's messed up with the Navy!"

Reilly's eyes froze, and he looked in the direction of the ship with some surprise.

But instead of focusing on Moria and the vice admiral, he looked intently at Galen, who was standing beside the vice admiral.

"Isn't this the young man that Kulokas wants to thank for?"

"How could he hang out with scum like Moria?"

Reilly's trip was to give Galen the Black Knife Autumn Water as a thank you gift before coming to Alabastan, so naturally he paid attention to Galen's intelligence and photos in advance.

Reilly immediately thought of the images that Galen had created in the newspaper as "law-abiding citizens", "friends of the navy", and "supporters of the world government", and couldn't help frowning slightly:

"Could it be that the young man that Kulokas is optimistic about has already fallen to this point now?"

"Ugh..."

With a soft sigh, Reilly turned to Cavendish and said:

"It's not just the navy, I know that admiral."

"He's a well-known Vice Admiral of the Admiralty Ghost Spider."

"In terms of strength, the ghost spider should be regarded as one of the most ruthless characters among the vice admirals."

After hearing this, Cavendish couldn't help but look awkward, and the hand on the hilt of the sword quietly tightened a little.

Reilly, on the other hand, told Cavendish with a solemn look that was even worse:

"And the knight standing next to him is Galen, the supernova who recently killed Klockdahl."

"It's a new star, but according to an old friend of mine..."

"I'm afraid his strength is not inferior to the captain of his youth."

"What?"

Cavendish looked stunned, and a deep look of surprise burst out of his eyes.

The "captain" in the mouth of Hades Reilly, needless to say, Cavendish knows who it refers to.

So, that knight turned out to be...

Not inferior to when I was younger... One Piece?

Cavendish was so frightened that his mouth couldn't close a little.

Reilly stroked his neatly trimmed silver mustache and asked a little funny, "How... Are you scared? ”

"I'm afraid."

Cavendish nodded, but replied word for word:

"But..."

"That kid hasn't been rescued yet!"

"Don't say a vice admiral and a supernova ..."

Cavendish Xu's handsome eyebrows condensed with incomparable perseverance, and the few scars on his face that had not yet healed made his creamy little fresh meat character instantly evolve into a masculine real man:

"Even if the Admiral and One Piece come, I will never back down!"

"Good."

Reilly moved his muscles and bones slightly, and there was a crisp explosion of muscles and bones all over his body.

His eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, and his gentle temperament turned into a soaring aura:

"Then I'm an old man, I'll accompany you to have a good activity."

"Yes!"

Cavendish also pulled out the famous sword Durandle from his waist, and the whole person became calm and calm.

However, just as the two of them were about to jump up and attack the enemy ship, Kavin did stop suddenly.

"How?"

Reilly was puzzled.

"Reilly-senpai..."

Cavendish asked with some concern, "Before you start fighting, can you tell me what the most important third benefit you didn't talk about just now?" ”

"Uh..."

Reilly couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "How long would it take you to complete that part of the voyage we just sailed through if you sailed only on sails and currents?" ”

"At least for a day."

Cavendish replied earnestly, trying his best to understand the meaning of Reilly's senpaire's question.

"So, the biggest benefit of rowing with a sword is, naturally..."

Reilly explained with a serious expression:

"Drive fast."