A certain scientific pirate

Lieutenant General Garp is really an old...cute guy, so cute that sometimes people want to beat him...pack him up and take him home.

"Lieutenant General Karp, according to the requirements, we must control the number of qualified people within sixty, but if we conduct the exam according to your method, the number of qualified people will exceed one hundred...

Moreover, there is no actual combat training in the recruit training, and the assessment is suddenly conducted in this way... Is it too difficult for some candidates? "

The deputy could only whisper to Garp in a low voice.

This batch of recruits, including all the people selected from all branches of the Four Seas and the Grand Line, are divided into a total of eight recruit teams, which means that the total number is about 800.

If only 60 people are decided to stay in the end, the overall pass rate will be quite cruel. This selection was different from when Mo Fei went to join the army in the 54th branch, because this time it was "selecting the best among the best"... The sailors who can come to Malinfando are not ordinary people, at least they are "local talents".

However, now the training headquarters has to eliminate most of them...

"Hahaha, is that so? Let's wait until the battle is over before we talk about anything else... I have the final say on this occasion, right? That should be the case, right? That's how the content of the exam will be decided.

What are you doing in a daze? Let's start drawing lots for each team! "

Do you know that despite being so powerful, Garp has never held a position above Lieutenant General? Firstly, he himself is not willing to flatter the Celestial Dragons, and secondly...

This friend is really not suitable to be the leader.

Of course there is no problem with the "Naval Hero"'s IQ, but I have to say that this old man's ideas are sometimes very strange, otherwise his surname would not be "Monkey".

It is very difficult to serve as a subordinate to anyone with the surname "Mengqi". It is a "traditional skill"...or a "curse".

The content of the exam has obviously been decided, but when the matter comes, Lieutenant General Karp suddenly changes his mind without warning. In this case, what does everyone's preparation in advance count? All in vain.

This old man clearly had an impromptu idea.

Moreover, if the exam is conducted in a battle mode, it will undoubtedly be more time-consuming than the previously decided assessment method.

But there is no way, the lieutenant general has already made a decision.

Mo Fei's recruit team immediately started drawing lots and then prepared to start the battle.

"Mo Fei, what's your number?"

After the drawing of lots was completed, Geraint came over and asked Mo Fei.

"No. 7." Mo Fei showed her number to the other party.

"I'm No. 39... We didn't collide in the first round. I hope we can keep staggering in the subsequent rounds."

"Um."

There are a hundred people in a team. If you have to win three rounds to qualify, the final number of qualified people will be about twelve or thirteen. If the first round is staggered, then there is a high probability that the two people will not meet together... Otherwise, the two people will not meet each other... Only one person can stay.

"I hope we can all pass... Can you still use swordsmanship, Mo Fei?"

Geraint glanced at the dagger behind Mo Fei, and then asked again. He knew the rules quite well. He first made sure that the two of them would probably not meet each other before asking such a question.

"No, but I'm going to create my own swordsmanship school." Mo Fei still gave the same answer as before.

Are you going to fight two by two? Fortunately, he brought his own equipment today.

While the lots were being drawn, the original examiners were forced to start setting up the venue again. In order to speed up the exam, they arranged sixteen battle arenas, and each recruit team could compete in two battles at the same time... It can only be said that this exam method is really time-consuming.

And how to solve the fatigue problem of recruits who compete continuously? Lieutenant General Karp must not have thought about this aspect.

Since Mo Fei's number was very high, his battle began quickly.

But Mo Fei was very lucky. The opponent he faced in the first battle was very limited in strength. The opponent was the kind of guy who couldn't even complete the usual training...not a bad guy, but a very good guy.

So he simply won.

But when the first round of exams was completed and the fifty people who had completed the promotion began the second round of exams, Mo Fei's luck seemed to have run out... His opponents were people from the "rice bucket group".

Well, the so-called "rice bucket group" is a compliment. This is Mo Fei's name for recruits who can eat three buckets of rice at the beginning. Being able to eat in a sense means that they have strength, so his second-round opponent Seems more tricky.

"I remember... you were born in Nanhai, and you have only been in the navy for two months. You can be said to be a new recruit among new recruits. I would like to advise you, if you don't want to get hurt, just admit defeat.

You are from the South China Sea and I am from the Grand Line. Isn’t the contrast obvious enough? If you have to fight, do you know what will cause you more pain than being injured? It is the huge and insurmountable strength gap between you and me. "

After both sides stood in the field and before the battle officially started, the opponent launched a verbal attack on Mo Fei.

"I have to say that your language proficiency is at the level of the 'Grand Line'... But if I were to choose an opponent, I personally would undoubtedly prefer someone as strong as an ox like you to a skinny and nimble guy. Guy." Mo Fei was completely unmoved, because the other party's statement was completely "regional discrimination."

If the winner is determined by his place of origin, then Pirate King Gol might as well just stop going to the sea and just commit suicide by jumping into the sea.

"Stop talking nonsense, if there is no problem...the battle begins!"

The proctor saw that these two people looked particularly energetic, so he immediately announced the start of the battle.

The opponent was a man who was very confident in his own skills, so after the invigilator announced the start, he rushed towards Mo Fei without hesitation. It looked very much like a bullfight in the arena.

As for Mo Fei, he did not want to fight in a dexterous way like a matador, but directly chose to fight head-on.

With five fingers like iron claws, Mo Fei held down the opponent's fist with one hand, nerves, muscles, bones, and skin. Although his forearm was shaking slightly, there was no doubt that he directly blocked the opponent's confident fist. one strike.

"Giant race, animal race, special superman race, because there are all kinds of people in the world, so as an ordinary person, I have never been confident in my own wrist strength, but now it seems... I may be able to be more confident. Be confident."

Mo Fei had never received any fighting training, but when he really had close combat with other people, his body moved almost completely instinctively.

He held the opponent's fist with his left hand and pulled it sharply in his direction. He pressed his right elbow with all his body weight and strength, then hit the opponent's abdomen mercilessly, and then slammed his right foot into the opponent's ankle. While the opponent lost his balance, he lowered his body and jumped into the opponent's arms. Then he pushed his shoulders, and his waist suddenly exerted force like a spring full of power. Finally, it was like throwing a rag, and he gave that person a hard blow. The big guy got a back slam.

"boom!"

The entire battlefield began to shake.

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