I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

'and many more! take care of my business? '

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

Wait a minute, old man...

It's a pity that before Yaen finished speaking, Sengoku grabbed Yaen by the back of the neck as if to retaliate, and then swung it towards the center of the training ground.

For a moment, under the almost irresistible power of the Sengoku, Ian was thrown into the air like a parabola.

Damn old man!

Ian couldn't help cursing angrily, and then in order to avoid falling into the mud, Ian suddenly stomped his feet towards the void.

Accompanied by two dong dong sounds, the somewhat reluctant Navy Six-Moon Step was used, allowing Yaen to adjust his posture in mid-air and land smoothly.

Old man, what do you want to do?! Yan, who landed on the ground, felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and asked.

Don't you want a woman who is stronger than you to be your partner? Naturally, I am satisfying you. Warring States replied.

? ?

Yan's eyes widened. Could it be that the Warring States Period gave him a blind date when he was only sixteen years old?

The next moment, Yann's domineering look suddenly sensed something, and his body instinctively turned to the side.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a golden flying slash passed Yaen's side, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

And Yaen turned his head to look at the source of the master of Flying Slash, and it was the girl who had been standing quietly beside Lieutenant General He before.

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

Navy Captain, Gion, please advise.

Gion? !

Future admiral candidate Momotu Gion?

Yan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized why he felt familiar when he looked at Gion just now.

It's just that the appearance of Gion today is very different from the beautiful and long-legged Yujie with a Japanese-style hairstyle in the future.

Hmm... except the legs are so round and slender.

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

However, at this moment, Gion's expression was flat and showing a little discontent, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Yan.

Wait, Captain Gion, don't do anything yet, talk about it if you have something to say.

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

There's nothing to talk about. General Sengoku's proposal to Sister He is that you and I have a competition. If you lose, you will become 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 the show, and said loudly while secretly having fun.

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

Bastard old man, I oppose this unfair battle, I don't accept it! Ian shouted loudly.

Sorry, objection is invalid.

As the voice of the Warring States period fell, Gion's round and slender legs stepped on the spot, but instantly appeared in front of Yaen, and the golden long knife slashed towards Yaen exuding awe-inspiring coldness.

‘Very proficient navy six style shaved! '

Ian was startled, and his knowledge and domineering spirit was activated, and he judged the trajectory of the famous sword Jinpi (pi, Tongpi) Luo in Gion's hand, and dodged towards the side and rear dangerously.

Ion bristled,

He yelled in quite a bit of embarrassment. Hey, hey, you don't want to defeat me at all, but kill me directly?

In response to this, Gion responded to Yan with a rather glamorous smile, and Golden Piro even chased Yan directly.

Every knife, all of them did not leave the vital points, and some even went straight to Yan's special vital points.

Come on, I'm a victim too.

Yan escaped in embarrassment every time, jumping back and forth on the training ground, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

What's strange is that Gion's attack is like a violent storm, and the famous sword Golden Piro dances more and more urgently, as if it may disembowel Ian at any time, but it is always dangerous and dangerous. Dodging in the extreme posture.

For a moment, Yaen was like a black butterfly dancing on the tip of the knife.

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

On the edge of the training ground, Lieutenant He couldn't help but commented.

Warring States, he is really as you said, with obvious flaws, but he can be called an excellent kid.

Warring States watched the battle on the training ground intently, ready to rescue at any time, but said in a relaxed tone.

Yeah, the physical problem is the short board of this bastard. Even with the armed domineering, the navy six styles are limited to mastering the superficial, and it is difficult to make progress, but the attainments in the knowledge-colored domineering are no longer inferior to the general admiral. and even stronger.

Then why don't you let this kid specialize in guns, relying on his excellent knowledge and arrogance to carry out long-distance sniping, even if his body is weak, it will not affect his combat power at all, but he can maximize his own advantages. Lieutenant General He asked suspiciously.

This bastard refused, what is the reason, 'It's better to fencing than holding a gun alone for the rest of his life', although it's a bit strange, but he can only follow him. Zhan Guo said helplessly.

Lieutenant General He was a little confused, so he could only assume that this was Yann's hobby.

And Yaen dodged hundreds of knives in a row, and Gion's gaze became sharper.

The next moment, Yann's eyes hidden under the glasses shrank slightly, but he perceived something through his knowledge and arrogance.

One Sword Style Vira Ranbu

In an instant, a large number of frantic flying slashes erupted centered on Gion, completely submerging the large area including Yaen almost instantly.

Boom...

A puff of smoke rose.

Amazing and domineering, Ian. Standing with a knife in his hand, Gion spoke in praise.

Thank you for the compliment.

As Yaen's voice sounded in a puff of smoke, a gust of sea breeze blew past, which also revealed Yaen's figure again.

At this moment, with Yaen as the center, there are a large number of dense knife marks remaining on the surrounding ground, and the density is daunting.

Gion turned his head slightly, glanced at Yan's situation, and said. You are the first one to be covered by this move, but you choose to deal with it other than hard resistance, and... you are intact.

Sorry, my conditions don't allow me to use the Navy Type 6 Iron Block to resist other people's attacks, and...

Yan raised his hand, exposing the ragged sleeve, and said.

It wasn't intact, the clothes were rotten, and my arm was almost cut off.