Pirate: Is this swordsman too meaty?

The white waves rolled, and a warship cut through the waves and came, drawing a white line on the blue sea.

On the deck, Zefa crossed his arms across his chest and looked at a group of sailors standing in a square formation with a serious expression.

This group of recruits have all gone through preliminary selection and are recommended by various branches. Among them, the highest-ranking one is Captain Cao, and the lowest-ranking one is Third Class Private (trainee sea soldier).

The strong beam of light shone down, and the light white navy hats cast shadows on their foreheads.

"You are the worst class I have ever led."

As soon as Zefa opened his mouth, he was an old instructor. Since he stepped down to train new recruits, he likes this job more and more.

Group after group of young eagles learned skills from him and grew rapidly, traveling to various parts of the world to maintain peace, which made him very satisfied as an instructor.

When instructor Zefa criticized, everyone present did not dare to say a word.

This "no-kill" general is extremely benevolent, has many friends all over the world, and is very important in the naval organization.

Zefa looked around at the solemn-faced recruits and continued, "What is the advantage of the navy over pirates?"

"Yes, it is strength!"

A new recruit couldn't stand being stared at by Zefa, so he answered tremblingly.

Zefa sneered, "If the navy could be stronger than the pirates, they wouldn't be so rampant now!"

"Compared with pirates, the navy's biggest advantages are its numbers and technology. Pirates are a group of people who don't care about their lives. It is wrong to engage in battle with pirates."

"The navy's warships are much stronger than those of pirates. Whether it is the range of cannonballs or the hardness of the hull, it is by no means comparable to ordinary pirate ships."

"We must make good use of our advantages. When encountering pirates, we must attack with artillery shells first and strive to sink the opponent before getting close..."

At this point, Zefa suddenly thought that warship cannonballs rarely performed meritorious deeds, and only a few cases could be used as reference, so he continued, "Keep a safe distance from the pirates and wait for opportunities to act."

At this time, a sailor looked up at the sky and asked hesitantly, "What if the other party can fly?"

"Can it fly?"

Zefa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly noticed a breath approaching quickly above his head. When he raised his head and looked up, he saw a horizontal beam flying towards him like a meteor.

"That guy is... Ryutetsu Kozuki?!"

Seeing the figure standing on the crossbar clearly, Zefa's pupils shrank suddenly. Did the opponent receive the news that the navy recruits were out training and came to intercept him?!

Zefa's face was ugly, and he had already prepared for the worst in his heart. He ordered the brigadier general and adjutant next to him, "Protect the recruits, and the others are ready to fight!"

After saying that, Zefa's legs were slightly bent, his strong leg muscles were tense, and he suddenly jumped up to the ground for tens of meters. At the moment he was about to fall, there was a bang, the soles of his feet crushed the air, and air masses opened up, as if in the sky.

As if running, quickly lifted into the air.

"That's Six Styles!"

The recruits on the deck exclaimed with envy in their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Zefa reached an altitude of several hundred meters, and the warships below looked as small as grains of rice.

"Lanjiao!"

Zefa raised his foot and cut through the air, and a huge crescent slash flew out.

Long Che glanced at it, stomped his foot lightly, turned the direction of the crossbar, rushed straight towards the flying slash, and smashed it with a punch.

Seeing Long Che swooping down, Zefa became even more convinced that the other party must have received the news and came to intercept the navy warship.

Zefa, who was thinking heavily, was full of domineering energy. His wrists were entangled with domineering energy, and it was dark and deep. He came to Long Che in a "shaving" moment, bombarded his fists at high speed, the air exploded violently, and fist seals came overwhelmingly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Every fist mark that could penetrate the city wall hit Long Che without missing a beat. Long Che was knocked backwards for more than ten meters. Zefa stepped on the "shaver" to keep up, and several more fist marks flew towards him.

, constantly hammering Long Che’s chest.

Snap.

Zefa was about to give Long Che the last punch, but his wrist was suddenly held by an outstretched hand.

Long Che raised his head and looked at Zefa, who was a little surprised. Where did he look injured?

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, recognizing who the purple-haired man was, and sarcastically said, "Black Wrist Zefa? His fists are not that good either, but he is as famous as Warring States and Garp. How much water did you mix into this?"

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Zefa's eyes turned cold, and he unleashed his armed domineering force to repel Long Che, "Koyuki Ryuche, I don't care what your purpose is for coming here, but if you want to harm my students, I will stop you even if I risk my life."

You!"

No wonder he immediately attacked me when he saw me... Long Che narrowed his eyes and said, "Ah, I am also trying to learn the strength of the former navy admiral."

Long Che waved his hand, and the horizontal beam behind him dragged Gangzi to fly higher. He looked at Zefa, who had a solemn look on his face, smiled playfully, and raised his fingers at him.

After being provoked, Zefa no longer cared about his physical illness, his domineering energy spread wildly, his dark wrists became even darker and brighter, and his purple hair stood up.

Zefa came forward with a bully, his fists were as heavy as mountains, the sound of his fists was like thunder, the overwhelming fist marks came over unscrupulously, and the air was blasted with a crashing cracking sound.

The flames in Long Che's cold eyes danced. He waved his fists, and the same fist marks filled the sky. He accurately sensed where each opponent's fist marks landed, and then punched each other.

The physical fists collided, and the two huge fists split open the transparent air waves, constantly impacting the air flow curtain, and the atmosphere was torn to pieces!

The fists of the two people kept colliding, and the leaked energy disrupted the airflow, causing the airflow to rotate in a vortex, causing a pressure difference in the sea below.

The sailors looked at the two men fighting in the sky in amazement. Although they could not see the movements clearly, they could even see the figures clearly, but they could still tell from the flashing and exploding light groups and the rumbling noises that they were the former navy admiral at this moment.

, the instructors in the current recruit training camp are evenly matched.

"Who is the other party that has such strength?"

The recruits were shocked. This kind of fighting felt like it could drag them in and tear them apart at any time.

The adjutant looked nervous. Suddenly he noticed the deck beneath his feet shaking, and his expression changed. "Everyone, hurry up and hold on to the fixed objects around you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a roar, and a huge stream of water almost overturned the warship, spinning into the sky, and a whirlpool appeared on the sea.

"Damn!"

Seeing the sea tornado rapidly growing after absorbing sea water, and the warship almost clinging to the edge of the whirlpool on the sea surface, the adjutant immediately shouted, "Turn north 45 degrees, full turn!"

At this moment, in the sky, Long Che and Zefa collided and retreated simultaneously.

"You are no match for me if you are unable to exert your full strength. Black Arm Zefa, let me show you my boxing skills."

Long Che spread his arms, and his body suddenly accelerated, moving in a high-speed Z pattern in all directions in the air. The speed was so fast that Zefa couldn't even see it with his visceral color capture!

Long Che's speed was so fast that Zefa could only catch a glimpse of white light.

Continuous pieces of white light converge into a wall.

Long Che suddenly stepped forward quickly, kicked out a series of sonic booms behind him like a jet, and hit Zefa's arm with a solid punch in front of his chest to block.

"Netherbody Phoenix Sheng Fist!"