Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

Hula la la...

An unknown breeze blew by. After the disaster that day, the smoke and dust that had spread enough to cover everything slowly dissipated under the eager eyes of everyone, and the two figures inside were gradually revealed.

I don't know why, it's obviously a battle that has little to do with them, but they seem to have abnormal expectations for the outcome of the battle, as if they are expecting some miracle to happen.

Although I knew that this kind of thing would never happen, I still couldn't help but have a little expectation. After all, no one has dared to challenge Garp in this way for so many years!

Amidst the longing eyes, the battle situation hidden in the smoke finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes - two figures, one stood tall and straight on the spot, and the other was half-kneeling on the ground, with his knees smashed deeply.

into the ground.

The figure standing tall and tall, wearing the uniform of a vice admiral, with his silver hair gently fluttering in the breeze, his complexion still as iron, his two iron fists clenched tightly, with blue veins popping out on them.

But the other figure half-kneeling on the ground was in tatters. His pure white navy uniform had long been covered with dust and mud, and there were wounds oozing blood in the longitudinal cuts.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the wounds are just skin trauma, as if they were rubbed on the rough ground.

Seeing this, everyone understood, and then the faint expectation in their eyes slowly returned to their senses.

The one standing was Lieutenant General Garp, and the one half-kneeling on the ground was Igor, who had just challenged Lieutenant General Garp.

Hahaha.

Of course!

How could anyone be able to fight Garp in a duel at this level without losing?

Then there really is nothing to explain except monsters...

Although the little expectation in my heart was shattered, I still breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that something outrageous did not happen.

If this kid could really survive this punch without losing, then he would really be ashamed of himself.

The aftermath of the fist fight they just had was almost enough to knock these ordinary naval soldiers out, let alone receive Lieutenant General Garp's punch head-on!

In that case, even if he was directly bombarded to a pulp by Lieutenant General Garp, it would not be an exaggeration at all!

Not only the ordinary navy soldiers and revolutionary army soldiers, but also Teacher Zefa, Lieutenant General He and even Long beside him quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

An idea that just flashed through my mind was naturally thrown away.

That's right, how is that possible...

A navy rookie who is less than ten years old, against the navy hero Garp, even if he thinks with his toes, he knows the result of this punch. This kid must have been knocked out by one punch...

At this moment, Long had completely forgotten about Garp wanting to beat him, and his mind was filled with thoughts such as "Sure enough, this kid Iger can't beat his father...".

For a moment, the atmosphere on the beach in Rogge Town suddenly seemed a little strange, and everyone looked like they were trying to get the thoughts out of their heads.

Lieutenant General Garp should have just punched Ignatius!

Why bother so much?

What are you looking forward to?

whispering sound!

How is that possible...

Apparently, Garp thought so too. He looked down at Ige, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, and nodded in recognition, with deep appreciation in his eyes.

In that blow just now, Garp felt the power of Ige firmly. With such power, even he had to use considerable strength to suppress him.

For him, today's performance was quite good.

The next thing he should do is to take a good rest, and it's time for him to take care of his useless son...

Garp, whose expression had softened just now, turned as dark as iron for a moment. He once again stepped over Eagle's body and looked at the dragon with an evil look on his face. He said in his heart that I finally got a chance. He raised his feet.

Just get ready to walk towards the dragon...

However, once again, just when Garp could finally calm down and prepare to take care of the dragon, Igor behind him once again made an annoying sound.

"Ahem! Ahem! You really deserve to be a naval hero, grandpa..." Iger's eyes slowly opened, and then he coughed twice, "But it's still a little bit close, it's already past nine."

Minutes..."

Ige's voice came over, and Garp, who was about to take care of the dragon, stopped again, but this time, Garp's voice seemed very calm:

"You kid, stop trying to be brave. You have no strength at all now..."

This is not Garp's imagination, but what he sensed through his own experience. At this moment, Iger's aura was as weak as a candle in the wind.

In this state, let alone fighting against yourself, even against the weakest naval soldier among all, it is quite difficult!

However, Iger didn't buy it at all and directly interrupted Garp:

"Don't worry about whether I have the strength or not. We promised to knock me down, but now I haven't even got down yet!"

As soon as these words came out, Kapton suddenly felt his blood pressure rising!

"You brat, don't go too far!"

Finally, Garp couldn't bear it any longer, and turned around and roared at Ige,

"You kid, do you know how hard it is to raise children? Not only do you have to worry about the safety and growth of the children, but you also have to keep wiping the older children's butts! If I don't let out this bad breath today, I will explode.

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As soon as he spoke, the entire beach in Rogge Town fell into silence. No one expected that Lieutenant General Garp, who would never tell anyone his true feelings, would be forced to do this by his grandson today.

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Contrary to everyone's surprise, when Long heard these words, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and it was directly hit!

His whole body seemed to be petrified at that time, motionless, his eyes staring blankly at his father, and his whole body was tingling as if there was an electric current flowing through him.

"It will be ten minutes soon! Ten..."

The navy soldiers marveled, and Long was shocked. Only Ige stubbornly began to count down like a willful child.

"Nine, eight, seven..."

"I really have nothing to do with you..." Garp sighed deeply, then raised his fist, "Since you are so looking forward to being beaten down by me, then I will satisfy you!"

Before he finished speaking, the iron fist hit Ige fiercely!