The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

"Hold it~ hold it~ hold it~"

Just when Zefa actively explained the key points of physical training, and Skyler listened with great interest, the phone bug on Zefa suddenly rang. Zefa frowned and subconsciously looked in the direction of the headquarters building.

After connecting to the phone bug, the phone bug's face immediately turned into the face of Marshal Kong, but he looked a little angry, and shouted: "Zefa! What's the matter with you? Today is the day of the meeting with the world government. How much did I stress?" All generals must be present!"

Zefa: (｀Д)!!

Polusalino, who was sitting with his legs crossed, stood up unknowingly, and walked towards the outside of the field without a sound, but Zefa's murderous aura soon locked him, making him afraid to take a step forward OK.

Deterring the culprit, Zefa quickly said to the phone bug: "Is it too late for me to go there now? Something happened to me, and I need to solve it."

Sora is not really someone who will hate Zefa because he is absent from a meeting, but Zefa's evasion in the past few years and his growing disrespect for the world government make him worry that Zefa will become the next Garp .

Through the phone bug, Sora also saw Zefa's expression. Based on his decades of understanding of Zefa, he knew that the general might have missed it because of something, not because he didn't come on purpose, and his tone softened. , said:

"It's unnecessary this time. The meeting is over. After Karp returns from his mission, there will be another meeting with the World Government. Don't miss it, do you understand?"

"I understand, Marshal Kong, then I will continue to work."

"Um."

Hanging up the phone bug, Zefa's muscles swelled, and Skyler, who was only two steps away from Zefa, had white hair blown continuously by the air waves from Zefa's drumming.

"Porusalino! The old man knows that everything is your plan, but the old man won't care about it, because the old man can't watch a good seedling be ruined in your hands!

Regardless of whether your purpose of appearing here today is similar to what the old man thinks now, but you'd better let Skyler follow the old man's training plan! "

At this time, Polusalino was no longer fooling around, and even looked a bit like a navy. He saluted Zefa, and Zefa snorted angrily. When he turned his head to look at Skyler, he restrained his emotions. said:

"Training well in the future is not only about the body, it also requires learning and training to recognize people and distinguish things, to distinguish who is a good person and who is humming!"

Polusalino: Mr. Zefa, you can just read my navy number.

But Polusalino didn't say this, but looked up at the sky, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I'll inform them to prepare lunch, unless Mr. Zefa wants to go halfway."

Before Polusalino finished speaking, Zefer glared at him and said, "Stimulus method?! Is it the old man who forgot to teach you this class? Want to stimulate me with this? There is no way!"

"Then you."

Polusalino had a smile on his face, looked at Zefer, then at Skyler, Zefer's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and said: "The old man said, I won't let good seedlings be ruined in your hands." !"

"Okay~ Teacher Zefa, Skyler-chan~ Then I'll go prepare lunch~"

After finishing speaking, Polusalino turned into light and disappeared. Zefer stood still and sulked for a while before he adjusted his emotions and said to Skyler as calmly as possible:

"Where did you just say? Yes, your 'Qi', I should not be the only one who told you that your 'Qi' has the functions of two kinds of domineering energy, knowledge color and armed color at the same time.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing. The good thing is that when your body has not reached the standard of domineering cultivation, you can use your own 'qi' to familiarize yourself with the two kinds of domineering in advance, and you can also improve your combat effectiveness in battle.

But there is also a bad side, that is, when you start to learn Domineering, it is difficult to get out, after all, you already have a substitute, it is difficult to devote yourself wholeheartedly to the training of Domineering."

Zefa began to explain again, Skyler listened very carefully, his previous mentors were a little out of tune, except for Dorag who would explain some during training, Polusalino and Karp both practiced the guidelines .

Therefore, Skyler's understanding of herself is not even as good as the few people who have taught her, but Zefa's detailed explanations from shallow to deep are of great help to her, at least so that she will not be confused.

The way of Karp and others is more suitable for teaching a person who has these theoretical knowledge. For Skyler, it is not very suitable. Although the effect is similar, but Skyler learned the skills taught by them. In order to understand the knowledge initially and why they train like this.

But Zefa's explanation is different. He is good at treating his disciples as people without any foundation. After all, he has been an instructor of naval recruits for many years. In order to take care of everyone among the recruits, he will explain in detail.

It cannot be said that Zefa's training method is better, but it can only be said that it fits better with Skyler. After all, she has only been in this sea for more than half a year, and she is still too unfamiliar with everything in this sea up.

Seeing that Skyler listened carefully, Zefa was also very pleased. When he adjusted his glasses, there was even a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

But his mood quickly calmed down. As a general, he couldn't easily reveal his weakness. Secondly, that annoying bastard finally came back.

"Yo~hey~"

The disgusting lazy voice appeared with a team of cooking soldiers carrying a lot of things. Zefa was a little confused. Unless the cooking soldiers also planned to settle lunch here, why did they bring so many ingredients?

But this is obviously not in line with common sense, but Zefa did not ask aloud, but continued to explain, the barbecue and fresh drinks were quickly completed, and after lunch began, Zefa finally understood why there were so many ingredients.

"Should I say that she is indeed the daughter of that old bastard Garp?"

Seeing the girl's eating speed and appetite, Zefa said in his heart, but the shock was only for a moment, and soon he took it all for granted.

The last time he saw Skyler seemed to be two months ago, two months. To improve so much, not only super talent and super high-intensity exercise are needed, but nutritional supplements are also necessary.

Speaking of it, being able to take in so much nutrients at one time and then convert them into motivation during training is also an amazing talent. Thinking back to Skyler's abnormal body recovery in the morning, Zefa felt relieved.

In this sea, there is no strong man with a small appetite. Even Zefa's appetite was astonishingly large, second only to Karp.

It's just that in these years, his strength has reached the upper limit of his talent, and it is difficult to become stronger. Coupled with the reduction in the amount of training and the number of battles, the energy in his body is less wasted, and his appetite is restrained.

After all, not everyone is like Karp. He eats big fish and meat every day, donuts and senbei, sleeps after eating, and doesn't exercise anymore. His strength will not decline.

Thinking of his old comrade-in-arms, Zefa looked at Skyler, two fingers seemed to be pressing his forehead lightly, but he covered his face with his palm.

After all, he still can't forget his family, his wife who is so considerate that he can only give but doesn't know how to take, and he can't forget his son who has always aimed to inherit his will.

The other hand subconsciously patted himself, looking for the cigarette he had quit for many years, and a cigarette was handed over to him.

Zefa took it and looked at Polusalino who was smoking a cigarette, a little dazed.

Because the cigarette Polusalino handed him was different from the one Polusalino smoked himself, it is rare for a person to have two completely different cigarettes on his body.

Looking at the cigarette with the strongest flavor wrapped in the cigar wrapper in his hand, Zefa became more and more silent, and after a long time, he said, "Isn't this cigarette hard to find?"

Polusalino didn't feel that much, he still had a heartless face, turned on the lighter, slid the gear, and handed it towards Zefa, saying: "He is dead, and I don't know if his son will inherit him or not." craftsmanship."

Zefa put the cigarette in his mouth, leaned forward slightly, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and amidst the smoke, Zefa said, "It looks so similar, that old smoker has a good son."