Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

  Chapter 3 Ichito-ryu · Vira Ranma

'and many more! handle my business? ’

  Ion was slightly startled, just about to ask and object.

   "Wait a minute, old man..."

  Unfortunately, before Ion could finish speaking, Sengoku seemed to retaliate, grabbed Ion by the back of the neck, and threw it towards the center of the training ground.

   For a time, under the almost irresistible force of the Warring States period, Ion was thrown into the air like a parabola.

   "Damn old man!"

  Yan couldn't help but scolded, and then, in order to avoid falling a dog and chewing on the mud, Yen suddenly stepped on the void with his feet.

   Accompanied by two "dong dong" sounds, some reluctant use of "Navy Six-Moon Step" came out, allowing Ion to adjust his posture in mid-air and land smoothly.

   "Old man, what do you want to do?!" Ion, who fell to the ground, felt inexplicably bad and asked.

   "Don't you want a woman stronger than you to be your partner? Of course I am satisfying you." Sengoku replied.

  ? ?

  Yan's eyes widened, did Sengoku give him the whole blind date when he was only sixteen?

   The next moment, Ion's arrogance suddenly sensed something, and his body instinctively turned to the side.

   "Whoosh!"

   In the next instant, a golden flying slash passed by Ion's side, leaving a deep trace on the ground.

   And Ion turned his head to look at the source of the master of the flying slash, and it was the girl who had been standing quietly beside Admiral Crane before.

   Facing Ion's gaze, the tall, tall girl wearing a pink top and a "justice" cape held a long golden knife in one hand, walked towards Ion and said.

   "Captain, Gion, please advise."

  Gion? !

   The future admiral candidate "Momotu" Gion?

  Ion was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized why he felt a little familiar when he just looked at Gion.

   It's just that the current Gion is very different from the beautiful long-legged lady with Japanese hairstyle in the future.

  Well...except for the legs, they are so round and slender.

   Today's Gion has a long straight black head and looks more like a girl next door with big eyes.

   However, at this moment, Gion's expression was indifferent, showing a little resentment, as if he was very dissatisfied with Ion.

   "Wait, Captain Gion, don't do it yet, have a good talk."

  Ian waved his hands again and again, hoping to exchange time for a peaceful exchange with Gion instead of such a brutal sword confrontation.

   "Nothing to talk about, the Sengoku General proposed to Sister Crane that you and I have a test. If you lose, you will be my husband and join the navy." Gion said.

   "Then I won?" Ion asked subconsciously.

   As soon as this sentence came out, Gion's original expression became even more ugly.

   And the Warring States in the distance had an expression of watching a good show, while secretly laughing, he said loudly.

   "Bastard, if you can even defeat Captain Gion, the 'new star' of the navy generation, that's enough to show that you have the ability to protect yourself, and you can naturally join the navy obediently."

   "Old bastard, I oppose this unfair fight, I don't accept it!" Ian shouted.

   "Sorry, objection is invalid."

   As the words of the Warring States fell, Gion's round and slender legs stepped on the spot, but they appeared in front of Yen in an instant, and the golden long knife slashed towards Yen with a stern look.

   'What a skilled Navy Six-style shaving! ’

  Ian was startled, saw the domineering launch, and judged the trajectory of the famous sword "Golden Pi (Tong Pi) Luo" in Gion's hand, and ducked to the side and rear.

  Ian's hair stood on end, and he shouted a little embarrassedly. "Hey, hey, what you're thinking of is not to defeat me, but to kill me directly?"

   In this regard, Gion responded with a rather cold smile to Yen, and "Kimpira" came after Yen.

   Every knife is not far from the key point, and some even go straight to the special key point of Ion.

   "Don't do that, I'm a victim too."

  Ion dodged every time he was embarrassed, jumped back and forth between the training grounds, and hurriedly explained.

What's strange is that the attack of Gion is like a violent storm, and the famous sword "Golden Pilu" dances more and more quickly, as if it may open up Yen at any time, but it is always dangerous and dangerous by Yen. Dodging with extreme posture.

   For a while, Ion was like a black butterfly dancing above the tip of a knife.

   And Gion is like a pink rabbit, constantly trying to catch this black butterfly.

   On the edge of the training ground, General Tsuruaka couldn't help but comment.

   "Warring States, if he really is as you said, his flaws are obvious, but he can be called an excellent child."

  Sengoku watched the battle on the training ground intently, ready for rescue at any time, but his tone pretended to be relaxed.

"Yeah, the problem of physique is the shortcoming of this bastard. Even armed with domineering, the six naval styles are limited to mastering the fur, and it is difficult to make progress, but the attainment in the domineering of knowledge is no longer under the general admiral of the navy. even stronger."

"Then why don't you let this kid specialize in guns and use his excellent knowledge and domineering to carry out long-distance sniping. Even if his physical weakness will not affect his combat power at all, he can maximize his own advantages." Lieutenant General Crane asked suspiciously.

   "This **** refused, on the grounds that 'it's better to fencing than to shoot guns alone all your life', although it's a bit strange, but he can only let him." Sengoku said helplessly.

Lieutenant General    Crane is a little unclear, so he can only assume that this is Yen's hobby.

   And after being dodged by Ion for hundreds of knives in a row, Gion's eyes became sharper.

   The next moment, Ion's eyes under the glasses shrank slightly, but he sensed something through the arrogance of seeing and hearing.

   "Ichito-ryu · Vira Ranma"

  In an instant, a large number of frantic flying slashes erupted with Gion as the center, completely submerging a large area including Ion almost instantly.

   "Boom..."

   A puff of smoke rose.

   "Awesome and domineering, Ion." Gion, who stood with a sword and a mighty force, praised.

   "Thank you for the compliment."

  As Ion's voice sounded in a puff of smoke, a gust of sea breeze blew, and Ion's figure was revealed again.

   At this moment, with Ion as the center, there are a lot of dense knife marks left on the surrounding ground, and the density is daunting.

  Gion turned his head slightly, glanced at Ion's condition, and said. "You were the first to be covered by this move, but chose to deal with it in a way other than hard resistance, and ... intact."

   "Sorry, my conditions don't allow me to use the Navy Sixth Form Iron Block to resist other people's attacks, and..."

  Ion raised his hand, revealing the somewhat tattered sleeve, and said.

   "It's not intact, the clothes are rotten, and I almost got my arm cut off."

   (end of this chapter)