From Admiral to the Gotei 13

After dark, after dinner, Diarmoud went back to his dormitory to take a shower.

As soon as I walked out of the bathroom in boxers, I saw the flying squirrel coming up very enthusiastically and grabbed his shoulders.

"Diarmuid, are you ready to go to a fight match?" asked the flying squirrel with a smile.

Diarmuid also laughed, nodded and said, "Well, that's right. "

"Great, let's go, I'm also going to participate, let's compete with the two of us today, listen to Huoshan Shan, he has lost to you!" said the flying squirrel with a smile.

"It's just skill, and I still have a lot to be desired. Diarmuid said modestly.

At this moment, Huozhushan just pushed open the door and walked out and said, "If you win, you win, let's go, I also want to see if the flying squirrel will also be deflated in your hands, hahaha." "

In this way, the three of them talked and laughed, and after getting dressed, they quickly went to the combat sports room together.

Maybe it's because the sea hasn't been very stable lately, but there aren't many people here today, just a dozen or so.

However, to Diarmud's surprise, in addition to their current class, there were also previous graduates who came.

One of them he was very familiar with, and it happened to be Kuzan, who had been hospitalized together.

Next to Kuzan stood two people, one of whom invited him to participate in the kendo exchange tournament during the day, and the other was Polusalino, who looked like an old fritter.

This was the first time Diarmuid had met Polusalino.

It can be seen that he is still very young at this time, but his temperament has begun to become obscene.

Just standing there, I felt that he was a little unreliable.

Kuzan also noticed Diarmud's arrival, and happily beckoned to Diarmud: "Hey, Diarmud, it's been a long time." "

Diarmuid walked over with a smile, looked Kuzan up and down, and said, "Looks like your leg has healed?".

"Well, I was just discharged from the hospital two days ago, so I took a long vacation. Kuzan said with a smile.

Gion asked, "Do you know each other?"

Unlike Dilmud, a colonel from the North Sea, Gion and Kuzan, Polusalino and others were soldiers of the Navy Headquarters from the beginning.

The three of them are all people with backgrounds.

Kuzan graduated from the third officer training camp and has a mentor-apprentice relationship with Zefa, and the two have a deep relationship, and his boss is Vice Admiral Karp, the hero of the Navy.

Coupled with the powerful ability of the Natural Frozen Fruit, it is obvious to everyone that as long as this guy does not die, he will definitely be one of the core high-ranking members of the Navy in the future.

As for Gion, she is a swordsman herself, and at the same time, she is like a sister to the chief staff officer of the headquarters, Lieutenant General Azuru, and is also under the command of the chief staff officer of Azuru.

The same is a member of the Navy with a bright future.

As for Polusalino, he followed the Warring States generals and was a graduate of the first officer training camp, so naturally there is no need to say more.

He himself is already the backbone of the navy, and he is ranked as vice admiral.

And the reason why Gion was surprised was not because Diarmuid was not 'not good enough'.

It's that she knows that Diarmuid had only come from Beihai before, so she shouldn't be familiar with the people in her headquarters.

Kuzan smiled at this time and said, "Well, when I was hospitalized with Diarmuid before, it was a hospital room. "

"I see. Gion nodded knowingly.

Polusalino also looked at Diarmud at this time, and said in a somewhat strange tone: "Oh, Diarmud? "

Although the tone of this guy was a little unbeatable, Diarmuid knew that he had no ill intentions, and this guy spoke in such a greasy tone.

"Good evening, Lieutenant General Polusalino. Diarmuid replied with a smile.

Polusalino nodded, and then said: "The Warring States General also happens to have two sentences for me to bring to you, he said that you don't have to perform any tasks for the time being, and during this time, you can practice here." "

Diarmuid showed a sudden expression, he now understood that it was not that he had been forgotten, but that the Warring States General had secretly taken care of him.

Kuzan and Gion were a little surprised when they heard this, it turned out that this Diarmuid was silent, but in fact, he had already connected with the Warring States generals?

It seems that in the future, he can be regarded as the descendant of the Warring States generals.

As for the special care or anything, they didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, they themselves can be regarded as being in this kind of 'privileged class', and they have enjoyed these special privileges on weekdays.

As a beneficiary, it is natural that there will be no objections in this regard.

"Yes, I see, please ask Lieutenant General Polusalino to express my gratitude on behalf of the Sengoku General. Diarmuid replied with a smile.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, I heard that you are going to come on stage tonight, so I came to take a look, Diarmuid must win, if you perform well, I will transfer you to my command, don't worry, I have very few tasks on my side, even if the Warring States General doesn't take care of you, you can have plenty of time to practice." Kuzan said with a smile.

Diarmuid glanced at Kuzan and said, "Forget it, I don't think there's much future for you guys." "

"Hahaha, that's right, Kuzan you're too lazy, Diarmuid is a very hardworking man, don't take him badly. Gion laughed.

To be honest, although there is not much contact, Diarmuid can quickly feel that although Gion is a beauty, her personality is very bold.

"Hey, whatever, I'm better than Polusalino, right?" Kuzan grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Well, what do you mean by that? Major General Kuzan? I'm a lieutenant general. Polusalino retorted.

After a few more small talks, and seeing that the time was almost up, Diarmuid spoke: "You guys talk first, I'm going to go on stage." "

After greeting a few people, Diarmuid turned and left.

It was only then that Polusalino spoke softly: "Aren't you curious about how I came? To tell you the truth, this kid was indeed taken by the Warring States General, and asked me to see how he was doing, and if it was good, then when the time was right, he would be placed on my ship." "

In the original story, Polusalino gradually shifted his stance towards the neutral wing of the navy after some time.

But now, Polusalino is still a descendant of the Warring States generals.

He was brought out by the Sengoku General, and while serving as Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, he also served as the Adjutant General of the Sengoku General.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, when a mission is carried out, two people go out together.

So as soon as Polusalino's words came out, Gion and Kuzan were very clear.

As long as this guy Diarmuid fights for himself, he will become a member of the faction under the command of the Warring States General in the future, and he will have a bright future!

said that it was on stage, but in fact, there was no formal ring.

The flying squirrel is ready and warming up.

There is no armor such as fist gloves, because this is a real combat fight, there are no rules, as long as you don't use weapons, until one side admits defeat or falls to the ground, you can tell the winner.

Diarmuid also took off the righteous coat from his shoulders and threw it on the seat beside him, and at the same time, he took off a coat, revealing the white vest inside.

Under the vest, his physique looks very muscular, although it is not the kind of explosive muscles, but it is also very impactful.

"You're in good shape. Kuzan smiled and complimented.

This guy Polusalino was a lot of hooligans, and said: "Gion, aren't you very annoyed that that guy is always harassing you and confessing to you? It's also a great figure. "

Gion glared at Polusalino unhappily and said, "Senior, you don't have to be nosy, I don't have the leisure to fall in love." "

"What an unlovely statement. Polusalino said with a smile.

Diarmuid also warmed up briefly, and then walked towards the flying squirrel.

Seeing this, the flying squirrel also reined in its movements and walked towards Diarmuid.

After the two stood facing each other, they raised one arm at the same time and clinked their fists in the air.

"Don't show mercy. The flying squirrel said with a smile.

"I'd like you to do it lightly. Diarmuid replied with a smile.

There were no referees or anything like that, it was a very informal fighting match.

As both of them withdrew their fists, they both took a step back, symbolizing the official start of the fight.

Neither side made the first move, and both seemed to want to be the last to come.

After guarding each other for a while, a fierce light flashed in Diarmuid's eyes, and with a force under his feet, his figure rushed forward and took the lead in attacking.

The flying squirrel's pace was very agile, and as Diarmuid pounced, he moved to the side, and at the same time, a heavy fist slammed into Diarmud's head.

Diarmuid tilted his head and twisted his body, dodging the blow and slamming a backhand punch into the flying squirrel's chest.

The flying squirrel was fast, grabbed Diarmud's arm directly, stopped his punch, and at the same time, reflexively swept out with a punch, and the strong arm was like an iron bar, whipping Diarmud on the chest.

The heavy blow brought a triumphant smile into the flying squirrel's eyes.

However, at this time, there was a touch of helplessness in the eyes of the burning mountain who was fighting on the outside.

As someone who has played against Diarmuid, he knows all too well the tactics and rhythm that Diarmuid is good at.

As long as the flying squirrel is lucky, the slightest carelessness will be led into an unfavorable rhythm by Diarmuid, perhaps, this is the starting point.

Sure enough, the flying squirrel originally thought that this blow would be able to interrupt Diarmud's offensive somewhat, but it didn't, the guy didn't feel any pain at all, and while eating the blow, he didn't even feel frustrated, and a backhand elbow hit him directly in the chest.

"Ahem..."The flying squirrel was a little upset when it was hit by a blow.

Before he could fight back, Diarmuid's arm was directly around his neck, and at the same time, he pinned his heel and pressed backwards, trying to knock him to the ground.

Unable to think much about it, he grabbed Diarmuid by the neck as well, supporting himself from falling, and at the same time, his other leg turned into a knee blow, and with a knee, he slammed it into Diarmuid's stomach.

Diarmud's face turned red, but there was still no pause in his movements, and while exerting force in his hand, he carried the flying squirrel's knee blow and threw it to the ground.

"Won't that guy feel pain?" Kuzan said as he looked at the battle in the arena with some surprise in his eyes.

The flying squirrel's counterattack can be called very effective, and generally speaking, if you eat that knee blow, there will inevitably be a frustration in your movements, and at this time, it is entirely possible for the flying squirrel to seize the opportunity, break free from the shackles, and readjust the offensive.

It turned out that Diarmuid didn't eat this at all!

Polusalino on the side said softly: "According to the Warring States General, Diarmuid seems to have completed his pain training, when he was in Beihai, he was stabbed through the chest and back by the golden lion, and his lungs were severely injured, even in that case, he still made the most effective counterattack, and almost didn't cut off the head of the golden lion..."