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After Cheng Cheng returned to the room, he sat alone on the sofa and was speechless.

Because of Karp's relationship, he lives in a single room, which is much better than other ordinary navy six-person dormitories.

Outside the window, night falls and the stars are dotted.

He looked at every familiar item in the room, a little reluctant, after all, it was a place where he had lived for ten years, and to say that there was no emotion, it was absolutely fake.

However, he looked closely for a while and found that there didn't seem to be much to take away.

His gaze scanned back and forth several times, and the end of each time his gaze stayed, it was always on the Zhenhai sword.

The next day, the news of an explosion left everyone at Navy headquarters talking.

"Have you heard? That second fool Cheng Cheng actually wanted to be promoted to major by fighting with the colonel, is this person crazy?

"Of course, I heard, if I remember correctly, since the establishment of this rule in the Navy headquarters, no one has dared to be so self-sufficient, right?"

"Ahahaha, are you trying to laugh at me to death? That white-haired fool with a broadsword on his back who can only practice two moves, you don't really think he can win, right?

"Of course it's impossible, it's impossible for an ordinary major to hold out for five minutes in the hands of a colonel, let alone an ordinary naval soldier, isn't this a fool's dream?"

In the naval headquarters, not many people may know the name Cheng Cheng, but if you say that white-haired silly boy who can only make two sword moves.

That is, everyone knows, everyone knows.

At this moment, in the training ground, there was a sea of people, most of them came to eat melons to see the excitement, or to see Cheng Cheng's jokes.

There are two referees, one is the naval hero Karp, and the other is Marshal Sengoku.

Originally, this kind of small competition, the Marshal of the Warring States did not need to come to participate at all, but he happened to be busy today, and this kind of battle to be promoted by challenging the colonel was practiced for the first time since the establishment of this rule.

In order to show the importance of this rule, the Warring States still insisted on participating.

Another point is also his selfishness, Warring States can also be regarded as watching Cheng Cheng grow up since he was a child, he wants to see what this kid has to rely on, dare to cross the level to challenge a colonel.

They have no rules for this game, only a timer hanging in the corner.

At this moment, Cheng Cheng was ready, looking at the middle-aged man with an unkind expression on his face with a smile on his face.

This man is burly, fierce-looking, and full of banditry, and he is a navy that looks more like a pirate than a pirate.

Behind his cloak are two eye-catching big characters "Justice",

which is a cloak that only the navy above the rank of lieutenant is qualified to wear, and it is a symbol of strength.

He held two cigars in his mouth at the same time, continuously smoking white smoke, and said disdainfully: "Boy, our friendship on weekdays is friendship, but in this matter, don't expect me to release water on you, Laozi can't afford to lose this person."

"This is not only the dignity of a navy, but also the dignity of a man."

"Smoker, don't talk nonsense, I didn't say let you release water, I chose to challenge you, it's just because your strength is stronger!" Cheng Cheng said angrily.

In his memory, this smoker did not beat Luffy in the future, and today he should first recover a little interest for his brother Luffy.

But this kind of words were obviously unashamed words in the eyes of others, and at this moment, not only the navies watching the battle looked at Cheng Cheng with some contempt, but even some of the generals wearing the cloak of justice secretly frowned.

The smoker Smog glanced at the Hailou stone broadsword in Cheng Cheng's hand and said sarcastically: "If you want to rely on this thing to hold out under me for five minutes, then I can only say that you are too naïve." Cheng

Cheng was silent, but he held the Zhenhai sword in his hand tighter, and the sword body was already overflowing with sword qi.

Warring States saw that both of them were ready, and said in a deep voice: "The challenge begins. "

As the voice of the Sengoku landed.

Smog held ten hands in his hands, stepped out in one step, and the ten hands instantly cut through the air, and there was a piercing sound of breaking the sky.

Ten hands is an uncommon weapon, and there is an extra short cross frame in the position of the gauntlet, this weapon was originally specially used to restrain swords, and it is a weapon that pays more attention to defensive ability.

Smogg, as a well-known thornhead figure in the navy, dared to use ten hands as his own weapon, which was originally a manifestation of extreme pride.

For a while, white smoke billowed and the earth shook.

Warring States smiled bitterly: "This guy really doesn't spare his hands at all." "

Don't say five minutes, it's not easy to hold out under this blow. Other ordinary navies were also deeply shocked by this battle.

Dusty had a nervous look on his face, staring closely at the dynamics in the field, "Good you Smogg, I obviously told you yesterday, let your subordinates stay merciful and release the water a little, you pour well, directly give your all!" At

this moment, Cheng Cheng in the field, he looked at the approaching ten hands, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, but a little joking.

As soon as he stepped out, the ground shattered instantly, holding the Zhenhai sword upside down, and the whole body formed an extremely low lunge, the Zhenhai sword was held high above his head, and he silently chanted in his mouth: "Armed color domineering chopping the sea!" Ten

years of wielding a sword, Cheng Cheng only comprehended two sword moves by himself.

Chop the sea, open the sky.

The Zhenhai sword instantly changed from stone gray to pitch black, and the sword split out from top to bottom, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, and slashed towards Smog.

The huge and heavy sword qi was instantly released from the tip of the Zhenhai sword, forming an arc of sword qi, tearing the ground, like an earth dragon tumbling, flying sand and stones, whistling towards Smogg.

Ten years of wielding the sword no one asked, once the sword qi was full of energy.

Rumble!

The ten hands collided with the Zhenhai sword, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Smogg's whole person was like a cannonball, his body flew out sharply, and the wall twenty meters away was smashed and collapsed, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Moment.

There was silence.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone looked at Cheng Cheng dumbfounded.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't accept this fact.

That white-haired stupid boy who could only practice two moves over and over on weekdays actually slashed Colonel Smog with a sword?

This is like a dream, you must know that Smog is the apprentice of former Admiral Zefa, who is a well-known thorn in the naval headquarters, and he is usually ruthless.

And yet it was such a perverted guy who was cut off by the stupid boy in their mouths with a sword?

"White-haired silly boy, it's not stupid!" The crowd, not knowing who it was, was the first to speak.

Then the silent training ground began to boil.

"Hurry, come and tell me that what happened just now is not true."

"I must be sleeping in the wrong position, let me roll over."

In the midst of the chaotic and noisy voices of everyone, Dusty's face was full of shock, and she quickly took off her glasses and wiped them back on.

At this moment, in her mind, like a movie, the picture of Fang Cai Cheng slashing Smog with a sword flashed in a loop.

She originally put Cheng Cheng's strength at the same height as herself in her heart, and originally thought that this was not an underestimate.

But I didn't expect that I still underestimated too much.

In the flow of her eyes, her eyes kept staring at the white-haired and black-sworded boy, and her lips moved slightly.

"This isn't going to be playing us, is it? But I heard that Cheng Cheng had a good relationship with Smogg in private. Among the veterans, I don't know who muttered softly.

Then this veteran was instantly rewarded with a chestnut by the boss next to him, hating iron is not steel: "Waste, open your dog's eyes and take a good look, that is armed color domineering!" "