Pirate: I'm just slacking off, do you really think I'm a noob?

Layers of air waves blew from Zefa's body to the surroundings.

Layers of sweat broke out on the flying squirrel's forehead. He looked like a little white rabbit being stared at by a fierce tiger.

The threat of death stimulated his spirit all the time.

"Is this the strength of a general?"

The flying squirrel is very envious. This kind of suffocating strength is what everyone dreams of.

"Next, keep an eye on it."

Zefa's speed suddenly increased, more than three times faster than before. In the blink of an eye, the flying squirrel lost its lock on Zefa.

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"In the back."

Behind the flying squirrel's body, a tall figure appeared, completely blocking the sun.

"when!"

The flying squirrel's pupils dilated sharply, and its body rolled forward faster than its brain could react.

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the place where the flying squirrel was standing had turned into a large pit ten meters in diameter.

Dense spider webs extend from the center to both sides.

The dust dispersed, and Zefa's tall figure was seen standing in the center, with admiration in his eyes.

"Yes, the response is quite fast."

"But will you only run away? Flying Squirrel."

The flying squirrel did not talk distractedly, but covered the boy Kiriyatsuna with his armed haki.

"Yidao style. Yanzhao."

The flying squirrel charged towards Zefa without hesitation.

This battle is just a test for Zefa's growth. Blindly escaping will only make Zefa look down on him.

The blade cut through the air, and the man followed the knife and appeared in front of Zefa.

clang! ! !

Sparks shot out, and Zefa's wrist firmly blocked the flying squirrel's blade.

"Flying squirrel, this is a good move."

Zefa looked relaxed and did not regard the flying squirrel as a threat. He was still commenting on the flying squirrel's moves.

But the flying squirrel raised his face and smiled at Zefa.

Zefa felt something was wrong, and just as he was about to lift the flying squirrel away, he felt a tingling sensation on his wrist.

Zefa did not panic. His experience in many battles allowed him to react correctly immediately.

Ignoring the flying squirrel's blade, he used his right leg as a support point and kicked out heavily with his left leg.

Naturally, Flying Squirrel would not think that he could defeat Zefa, and he would have achieved his goal just by getting Zefa injured.

He had no intention of fighting Zefa head-on. Instead, he crossed his arms and retreated with the help of Zefa's kick.

Zefa raised his right wrist and examined it carefully. There was a slightly invisible scar on the skin covered by the armor-colored domineering force.

His armed domination was broken, and the flying squirrel just left a trace of scar on his body.

"Hahahahaha! Well done, Flying Squirrel."

Zefa didn't mind such minor injuries at all. He only needed to wait a few more minutes for his powerful body to heal itself.

During the battle with pirates, he had suffered injuries a hundred times more serious than this.

But being injured at the hands of a colonel really surprised Zefa.

"You have already reached this level in the realm of cutting iron. I think it won't take a few days before you can break through the flying slashes and step into the realm of swordsman."

Zefa loves the navy deeply.

The stronger the navy becomes, the more gratified he feels from the bottom of his heart, especially when his disciples become more successful.

"If you have any other moves, just use them. If you only have this level, then this battle will end here."

In fact, Zefa is already very satisfied with this test. This honest disciple of his is proficient in the Sixth Form of the Navy and has also made great progress in swordsmanship.

It has far exceeded Zefa's expectations.

The flying squirrel nodded, hesitated and then said:

"Teacher Zefa, I also ate a devil fruit, and now I am an esper. Next, I will use all my strength."

He wasn't worried that Zefa wouldn't be able to deal with him, but he was worried that Zefa would scold him.

The main reason is that Zefa and Garp both think that Devil Fruit is not a good thing. You cannot swim after eating it and it is too useless.

They still prefer to strengthen their own bodies and improve their strength through mastering physical skills and domineering.

Sure enough, when Zefa heard that the flying squirrel had the fruit, his face darkened.

He even cursed:

"How many times have I told you that Devil Fruits are not that good. A powerful Devil Fruit can still help."

"But a weak Devil Fruit can't improve your strength much at all, and it will also delay your mastery of physical skills and swordsmanship. You can't bite off more than you can chew."

"You kid, you praised you just now, and now you're doing this to me, do you want to make me angry to death?"

Zefa was indeed angry.

Because during this period, except for some powerful devil fruits, other devil fruits can actually only bully newcomers.

Marshal Kong, Zefa and Garp, including Roger Reli of the pirate side, are all strong men who do not eat fruits.

They are not weaker than the so-called ability users in terms of strength.

When encountering people with abilities, except for some very weird superhuman devil fruits.

Most of the time, they can easily deal with it with their unparalleled physical skills and domineering strength.

Devil Fruit seems to allow a person to grow rapidly, rising to the level of a brigadier general in a very short period of time.

But there are only a few powerful Devil Fruits, and they are either owned by the world government and navy, or by pirates.

While those strong men are still alive, a second Devil Fruit will not appear.

This means that the flying squirrel is likely to have eaten a garbage devil fruit.

That's why Zefa is so angry. He is worried that the flying squirrel will go astray and spend too much time on the garbage devil fruit.

The flying squirrel didn't say anything. He knew it after he accepted it.

Only with strength can the prejudice of the older generation against devil fruits be broken.

His body slowly spread around, and a stream of white mist covered the island.

It also trapped Zefa's body in place.

"Smoke-type devil fruit, natural system?"

Zefa has been in the headquarters for many years and is proficient in the ability of devil fruits.

Even if he doesn't know the name of this devil fruit, he can guess the ability of the devil fruit from some details.

"Sure enough, it's a garbage fruit."

Zefa was a little irritated. He felt sorry for a good seedling.

"Teacher Zefa, be careful."

The voice of the flying squirrel came from all directions in the thick fog, making it difficult to tell the location.

"This level of ability development is only to block vision, which is not very useful."

Zeff closed his eyes and used his observation Haki to scan everything in the thick fog.

Front...back...left...right...

Found it!

In Zefa's observation Haki, the figure of the flying squirrel was approaching quickly and silently.

He even predicted from his observation Haki how the flying squirrel would attack next.

"That's it, flying squirrel."

Zeff's strong right arm muscles swelled again, and after being covered with armed Haki, it was like a sculpture made of steel.

He punched deep into the thick fog, and the airflow suddenly blew away the white fog around.

"Huh???"

When the thick fog blew away, Zefa found that the clear figure of the flying squirrel in his observation Haki just now turned into a white thick fog.

A punch on it only dispersed the human-shaped white fog.