Yarlin's eyes narrowed slightly into a thin line. His eyes were as sharp as a knife as he glanced at Zoro, and the data unit (1,1) appeared on his retina.
A full one point of quality unit, the data couldn't completely explain everything, but it was enough to prove that this man with a dangerous beast-like aura was very strong, stronger than all the people Yarlin had ever encountered.
But Yarlin's brain wasn't damaged. He wouldn't fight for no reason just because the other side was strong. He and Zoro were two different kinds of people. Zoro didn't seek to fight for any benefits and simply enjoyed the pleasure of fighting. Yarlin would never do such a thing. Every time he fought, he must have a strong purpose and utility.
In other words, Zoro enjoyed the process of fighting. Yarlin pursued the result of the battle. Fighting and killing were just means to achieve his goal.
"Do you know what you are doing? Who gave you the courage to provoke the Navy? " Yarlin's eyes flashed with a cold light. Frostmoon Island was also the area guarded by Navy Branch 153, and Yarlin would never allow an uncontrolled force to appear in his jurisdiction.
And Roronoa Zoro's behavior at the moment, in the eyes of Yarlin, was not just his personal impulse, but also represented the attitude of Yi Yi Dojo, or at least some kind of indulgence, and the lack of respect for the Navy.
"I can understand it as Yi Yi Dojo's provocation to Navy Branch 153." Yarlin's body showed a touch of killing intent, and the corner of his mouth showed an awe-inspiring arc.
Zoro looked at the Marines at the bow of the ship with stunned eyes. Following Yarlin's words, they all raised their guns and aimed at him. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his feet were half-squatting. The two swords were already across his chest, and what was even more strange was that there was a sharp blade in his mouth.
Three swords flow!
"What a strange sword-holding posture!" Yarlin's pupils shrank slightly and the hair on his chest stood up slightly. He felt as if he was locked by a ferocious killing intent. Even if he was surrounded by a group of Marines, he still instinctively felt a threat.
Arlen raised his left hand, and the Marines on both sides slowly lowered their weapons, but their expressions were still solemn as they looked at Zoro. Arlen looked at Zoro indifferently. He suddenly raised his foot and landed three steps in front of Zoro.
"I accept your challenge!" Yarlin revealed a cold, thought-provoking smile. "But not here. Let's go to One Heart Dojo."
Zoro's heart was on alert. He had the same feeling as Ka Ba just now, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. He looked at the strange smile on Yarlin's face and was suddenly in a dilemma.
"Let Ka Ba come down and lead the way!"
Yarlin did not pay attention to Zoro's silence. The ladder on the deck of the warship was lowered. Ka Ba put on a new military uniform and walked down with a pale face. He walked past Zoro and walked in the direction of One Heart Dojo.
Zoro gritted his teeth and put his sword into the sheath. He turned his head and passed Ka Ba. He quickly ran back to the dojo. He had a premonition that his impulse this time may break the tranquility of One Heart Dojo. The Marine lieutenant was not a good person.
Disgust, awe, worship, yearning … All kinds of strange eyes gathered. The only thing that was the same was that no one dared to approach. The noisy town seemed to have become quiet for a moment. It was not until the Marines passed by that the noise was restored.
One Heart Dojo was in the corner of Frost Moon Town. It covered a wide area. At this moment, Koshiro's expression did not change. He put down the teacup and slowly got up and walked towards the door. Zoro followed behind him with a slightly annoyed expression.
"Zoro, Frost Moon Town is too small. If you want to become the world's greatest swordsman, you not only need to temper the sword in your hand, but also sharpen your heart. You need to experience all kinds of cruel battles and meet all kinds of people. Only when your heart is clear and smooth can the sword in your hand truly become a part of your body."
"A real swordsman should know why to draw the sword. There is nothing in the world that cannot be cut by the sword in the hand; but you should also understand when to hide the sword. The softest thing in the world is the sword. It is like breathing, brushing the willow leaves without hurting them."
"Only when you know how to hide the sword can you hear the sword breathing!"
Zoro frowned. He couldn't understand Koshiro's words. Those things were too profound and boring. His understanding of Kendo was to be violent and fierce.
Koshiro looked at Zoro's expression and knew that he didn't listen at all. He sighed and said: "Zoro, you have an enviable talent, similar to the instinct of a beast. In that case, follow your instinct and pursue it."
What is the instinct of a beast? It is natural selection, the survival of the strong, the survival of the strong, the survival of the strong in the battle of life and death.
The wooden door of the dojo was pushed open, and the Marines walked in. An aura full of discipline and killing intent spread in the dojo. This was a force that was completely different and even opposed to individual freedom. It was full of austere and heavy oppression.
If the extreme of an individual's strength was the sword that could split the mountains and sever the seas, then the collective strength of discipline and organization was the mountain that stood in the sky, the abyss that surrounded the land, and the mountains and seas themselves.
If the group of Marines stood on the side of the ship, Zoro didn't feel anything special, but now this group of uninvited guests rushed into his territory, the heavy pressure made him feel shocked. Especially when he looked at the second lieutenant who came in, the opponent he wanted to challenge, he suddenly felt that the other party was not a person. Behind him seemed to be a towering behemoth, and the momentum of the Marines seemed to be condensed.
"You want to challenge me, and now I am here!" Yarlin stood in the center of the dojo. He glanced at the dojo, and the students around him all looked away unconsciously. He sneered and stared coldly at Roronoa Zoro. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Koshiro, who had a gentle smile on his face, and his pupils shrank imperceptibly.
The calm face did not have the slightest fierceness, but Yarlin felt a chill in his heart. The experience of his two lifetimes had long passed the superficial judgment of people, but he couldn't see through the man in front of him at all. Under the gentle expression, he couldn't read the other party's inner thoughts at the moment, and he couldn't see a trace of joy or anger.
The strange annotation on his retina (?) 1 also confirmed Yarlin's judgment that the owner of the dojo opposite him had an inestimable depth.
His face didn't change at all, just stayed on Koshiro's face for a moment, then calmly moved back to Zoro's face, and said coldly: "Roronoa Zoro, you can draw your sword."
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