Chapter 232: Nami hates Teacher Nemon the most

Nami has never been a good girl!

Although she is only a teenager, Nami has already developed her own way of coping with these adults.

For example, if you want to win the favor of Teacher Seriel, tell him about Principal Lin, and praise him as much as possible anyway.

Every time I ask Teacher Celiel for leave, I definitely try this trick.

It's even easier to deal with Saroba-sensei, it's a simple-minded guy, Nami commented.

The young and invincible beautiful girl (Nami's self-proclaimed) only needs to show a little bit of pitiful appearance, and if she wants to skip class or something, she will definitely not be discovered, and Teacher Saroba will help cover it up.

However, in the face of Nemon, Nami has no way at all.

Nemmon is the teacher in charge of the school's martial arts and swordsmanship, and every time he goes to class, he is a large group of people who are pressed by the black.

It's not that it's because of how well Nemon lectures, it's that no one dares to skip class at all.

The title of Cold-faced Nimon was not earned for nothing.

No, Nami wanted to be lazy and didn't take swordsmanship lessons, and she hit a nail here at Nemon.

"Teacher Nemon, please, please!"

Nami clasped her hands together, and her eyes were warm and moist, as if she was about to cry.

If it is Salobah who is facing, he will definitely be at a loss at this time, and he will agree to any conditions.

But Nami knew that this trick only made the guy on the other side think about it a little.

"No way!"

Two words made Nami's face collapse all at once.

Nami also wanted to fight for it and perform as hard as she could.

"Teacher Nimon, but people's stomachs are really painful, if you have a swordsmanship class in the afternoon, you will definitely faint."

"Don't worry, with the principal here, it will be fine!"

"But the headmaster is so busy, where does he have time to take care of us! We shouldn't let such trivial matters delay the principal's work, right? Teacher Nimon. ”

"Ugh!" Nemon groaned for two seconds.

"Huh! There's a play! ”

"Then I'll deal with it for you when he's done!"

Like a basin of cold water poured on Nami's head, Nami walked out of the office with a disgraced face, and Nami returned to her classroom.

The desire to skip class was frustrated.

"Hate hate hate hate !!" Nami scolded inwardly.

"What's wrong with you?" Nochigao couldn't help but ask when he saw Nami's dejected look.

"Nothing!" Nami waved her hand.

"When does the afternoon sword class start?" Notch looked very interested.

Nami glanced at Nochigao, "After lunch, rest for an hour, and it's time to go." ”

"Great, I must learn swordsmanship well and become like Berummel!"

"Really?"

At some point, Nami's face was covered in a dark shadow and she smiled wickedly.

"Na, Nami, you look terrible!"

...

In the afternoon, after lunch and a little rest, a large group of people walked out of their dormitories and came to a large lawn outside the manor, where Nemon was already waiting, and Sauron was standing beside him.

Having studied in the Ichishin Dojo for a few years, Zoro certainly wouldn't practice with those who hadn't been exposed to swordsmanship yet, so he appeared here as Nemon's assistant to help guide these rookies.

Nami and Nochigao came to the lawn with their training bamboo knives, and many people had gathered on the lawn.

"It's so heavy!"

Nami was holding the bamboo knife, panting a little.

The bamboo knife is a standard mass production, of course, it will not deliberately make different specifications, although this bamboo knife is only more than two catties, but carrying such a thing for so long, it is still a big burden for the current Nami.

"Hey, it's you!" A voice came from behind.

Looking back, it was Usopp who met on the ship.

At this time, Usopp seemed to forget about Nami's ruthless exposure of his lies, and greeted the two warmly.

"Yo, it's a big liar!" Nami said.

"Huh!" Usopp's waving hand suddenly stopped, his face very embarrassed.

"Nami!" Nochis snorted softly.

"Alright, alright, don't care about what you lie to us."

Nami is also a child, and Usopp is more funny when he speaks, and the three of them have become good friends.

"Are so many people here to learn swordsmanship?" Usopp asked.

Of the three, only Nami was already in school, and Usopp and Nochgo were both new students.

"That's right!"

There are three levels of swordsmanship class, beginner class, intermediate class and advanced class, Nami is in the beginner class, most of them are people who have not been exposed to swordsmanship, not only children of the age of Nami, Nochigao and Usopp, but also some adults are also learning in the beginner class.

The personnel arrived one after another, and Nemon came to everyone with his wind sword in his arms.

"Today we learn three movements!"

Concise and clear, Nemon pulled out his long sword after speaking, his feet were separated, his left and right feet stepped at an angle of about one hundred and twenty degrees, his body squatted slightly, his two hands held his sword hilt, and the sword body stood upright.

"Drink!"

The long sword held in both hands slashed down fiercely.

"This is the most basic vertical chop!"

"Everyone, pick up your own bamboo knives!" Nimon Road.

Again put two feet apart, the body squatted slightly, and all the students also learned from Nemon to pose this posture, and with Nemon's movements, they slashed down with a knife.

Zoro was also on the side as an assistant to demonstrate how to practice chopping.

It was okay at first, one, two, three,... A hundred knives, some young and weak students can't hold on, of course, Nami and Usopp are one of them.

It's not just a boring problem, but it's really a bit difficult to chop these two catties of bamboo knives a hundred times in a row.

At this time, Zoro stood alone in front, as if he had entered a realm of selflessness, slashing tirelessly like a robot.

Many of the students in the field could no longer lift bamboo knives, but they still insisted on chopping, not because of diligence, but because Nemon was on patrol at this time.

"Yikes!"

Namijiao snorted, and the bamboo knife in her hand slashed out.

"Hey!"

The arm was already a little numb.

"Why hasn't this wood left! You can't be lazy. ”

Nami skimmed Nemon, who was standing next to her.

"Oops!"

I didn't hold it in my hand, and Nami's bamboo knife fell to the ground.

"Pick it up!" Nemon's voice came from behind.

Nami looked at her red hands, and her grievances burst out all at once, and she cried out without caring about the name of Nemon's cold face.

At this point, Nochigao finally knew why Nami had that look on her face when she heard that she was coming to school to learn swordsmanship.

"Hey, hey, Nami!"

Nochigao kicked Nami.

Nami reacted at this point, broke away from her sadness, sobbed and picked up the bamboo knife, and practiced slashing again.

Nemon left with a blank face.

"This teacher is so scary!" Nochgaard said.

Usopp nodded in agreement.

After Nymon left, Nami was finally able to slack a little and pouted, "You haven't seen him for who he really is!" ”

After an hour and a half, the three basic moves of vertical slashing, direct stabbing and blocking in swordsmanship were taught, and I was finally able to take a break.

At this time, except for a few people with slightly better physical strength, most of them are too tired.

And Sauron is still slashing and slashing selflessly!