Chapter Twenty-Eight: Dusty's Father Feels a Little Wronged!

The only ones who can be called monsters by a proud person like Smoker are naturally those top combat forces in the Navy Headquarters, who have shown their talent and strength to crush their contemporaries since they joined the Navy.

Among them, the most outstanding are naturally the three major admirals of today's navy, who are the benchmark of the times and the strongest backing for the navy to uphold justice on the sea.

In Smoker's view, there is nothing wrong with William's concept of justice, and he is also quite outstanding in terms of potential now, even if he does not become a general in the future, there is no problem in mixing generals.

As the night wore on, Dusty dragged his tired body back home after a dinner with William, who had been several hours late.

"I'm back."

In an ordinary naval dormitory, Dusty's father, Darius, was looking at a swordsmanship textbook with a sad face.

After seeing the tired look on his daughter's face, his expression became even more sad.

Dusty nodded, and she set the broken wooden knife aside.

After the night's special training, Dusty had a vague feeling that she had only one thought in her head.

"Dad, you say, how can we swordsmen cut through steel?"

Dusty's eyes were a little dazed, the increase in the iron block on defense was really terrifying, even if Ensign William had just completed the training of the iron block, it was enough to shatter her full strength of the Iai Slash.

Even if he changed to a real sword, he probably wouldn't be able to pose a threat to Ensign William.

In this case, how can a swordsman break through an unbreakable defense?

Dales was slightly stunned, his mind couldn't keep up with Dusty's train of thought.

In his opinion, why did the swordsman cut steel and cut iron?

Isn't this full of food?

Moreover, he is not a pure swordsman, and there is really no way to respond to his daughter's question.

Looking at her father's sad face, Dusty smiled slightly, and she looked at the light above her head and fell into deep thought.

"Dusty, Dad doesn't know much about how a swordsman should practice to cut steel like you said, but I have a swordsmanship textbook sent to me by a friend here, do you want to take a look?"

Dales raised the swordsmanship textbook in his hand, which was sent to him by his friends in other branches in the East China Sea, and after knowing that his daughter was quite interested in swordsmanship, he asked for connections everywhere to get this basic swordsmanship textbook that was said to have originated from a certain swordsmanship dojo.

Hearing that there was a new textbook, Dusty's eyes lit up slightly, she quickly got up, and then took the textbook in her hand and studied it carefully.

Dales is not a pure swordsman, so when he reads the textbook, although he can read the content in it, he does not have that kind of aura.

Unlike her father, Dusty's talent in swordsmanship is absolutely commendable, and this swordsmanship textbook, which was evaluated as basic reading in a certain dojo, and even the dojo students were a little disdainful, showed her the path to practice next!

"In the next level of the swordsman's realm, is it the swordsman who can cut through steel? However, what does it take to become a sword master? ”

After reading the textbook, although Dusty had a clear direction for the future, he fell into a deeper confusion.

The swordsman is followed by the swordsman, and the swordsman can cut through the steel, and even cut the same flying slash as the Lanjiao released by Colonel Smoker, but how to cultivate to the realm of the swordsman, the textbook does not talk about it.

In other words, the person who compiled the textbook just wanted to tell beginners about the realms behind the sword, so that the apprentices should not be too ambitious······

"Ichishin Dojo, if you have the chance, you must pay a visit!"

Dusty took care of the newly arrived teaching materials, and then went to the training ground under the first rays of sunlight in the morning to prepare for today's practice.

On the other side, William, who was in a very good mood, was preparing for the warm-up refreshment, because today he was going to practice the six styles he wanted to learn the most, shaving!

Among the entire six styles, except for the moon step with the ability to take off for a short time, only the shaving application type is the strongest.

As for the other moves, there are more powerful substitutions.

There is an armed color domineering on the iron, which can attack, defend and destroy internally.

Lanjiao is completely inferior to Flying Slash, and the potential of the two is completely different.

As for the finger gun, if you don't practice to the realm of flying finger gun, it is not as good as a fist.

There is also paper painting, before comprehending the color of seeing and hearing, it is indeed a magic skill of defense, but in front of the color of seeing and hearing, it was completely beaten.

Rather than saying that the Six Styles are moves that make people superhuman, it is better to say that learning the Six Styles is a process of laying the foundation for those who want to learn domineering.

"Eh, Dusty, didn't you wake up?"

As soon as he finished the warm-up exercise, William saw a dazed Dusty walk into the training room.

Looking at the slightly cyan dark circles in the corners of Dusty's eyes, William couldn't help but joke with her.

Dusty shook her head, then shook her head to keep herself awake, a night of hard reading really took her a lot of energy, and it was unknown whether she would be able to maintain a perfect state today.

"You are still young, you must ensure adequate rest, otherwise once your body is left with hidden dangers, it will be difficult to make up for it in the future."

Smoker also walked into the training room, and while he was admonishing Dusty, he was also admonishing William.

William's training to be honest, he felt a little frightened, although the amount of training in the headquarters is the average elite level, but William is only fifteen years old!

A fifteen-year-old child is completely different from a fully developed adult naval elite.

Therefore, Smoker wanted William to know what it meant to be relaxed.

"Don't worry, Colonel, I know my limits."

William understood what Smoker meant, but he didn't care.

Not to mention mastering the Six Forms and comprehending the return of life, some insignificant dark injuries will be directly eliminated.

Just the physical fitness improvement that comes with his replacement skills is equivalent to a systemic rehabilitation physiotherapy, and any dark injuries and diseases will be completely eliminated.

Without enough confidence, he dares to train with his life?

"Colonel Smoker, Second Lieutenant William, do you know what a sword hero is?"

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