The Pirates' Legend Begins on Roger's Ship

Less than half an hour later——

Cooper caught two juicy fish from the sea of ​​Marinford, one for his breakfast.

He threw the other one to the playground of the training base.

"Cooper...!" It called over the training base, reminding Arthur who was fighting with Zefa.

Arthur heard it and exerted his strength, forcing Zefa's fist and the blade in his hand to collide, knocking the two back.

He took advantage of the situation and used the Navy Six Styles: Shaving to step into the air, grabbed the fish and ate it raw.

"Eat it raw? Hey, are you a savage?" Zefa smiled at him and said, "If you can't do it, there are delicious foods in the training base cafeteria that you can't finish."

"I haven't fallen yet, Mr. Zefa." Arthur ate the protein-rich part in a few bites and threw away the rest.

His body was replenished with nutrition, and he fought with Zefa again.

This sparring test will give him a huge improvement.

Unlike actual combat, Zefa had no intention to kill, but just kept testing and consuming.

He found that Zefa would only continue to squeeze his limit, and Arthur took this opportunity to see where his limit was.

This battle gradually became the focus of the elite recruits.

Those who graduated here were at least at the level of school officers, and everyone's face was filled with shock.

The morning of the fourth day——

"Ha~ha~"

In Marinford, a hasty and rough gasp came from the square of Zefa's training base, the chief instructor.

The sun on the horizon of the sea gradually rose, shining on the sea, and gradually covering the 100-meter-high headquarters fortress building.

"Are you so stubborn to be serious with me? What is your reason for fighting? Arthur."

Since Zefa's wife and children were killed, Zefa, who has been self-degrading, has not experienced such a protracted battle for a long time.

In addition, he has been teaching students for more than half a year, and he has not maintained training like Garp, so he can accept the decline in physical strength.

Although it is only Zefa, he uses everything to squeeze Arthur's potential as much as possible.

But he never expected that the boy in front of him, whose pants were soaked with sweat and blood, would urgently hold the blade to confront him.

The morning light shone on half of Arthur's face, and his eyes, which had almost lost their luster due to fatigue, made him look extremely cold at the moment.

Why fight?

Arthur adjusted his breathing and responded to Zefa's question in a hoarse voice:

"This battle can make me stronger, it's that simple. I know you won't kill me, so I decided to see where my real limit is."

Because of this sparring test, Arthur's scars on his back and front have completely split.

His body was covered with coagulated sweat and a small amount of blood.

"Half a year ago, Sakaski only lasted less than a day and a half, and you lasted for four days... I was exhausted." Zefa breathed, trying to restore his strength as much as possible.

His eyes looked at Arthur as if he were looking at an endless beast.

From the battles of these days, he squeezed out all the skills and moves from Arthur.

Six styles, observation Haki, and armed Haki, all have been squeezed to the limit.

He couldn't believe why Arthur was still standing, the amount of Haki and physical strength should be almost 1:1.

Arthur still held the scabbard at his waist with his left hand, and aimed at Zefa with his right hand: "I have always taken this competition very seriously. As for why I can persist until now, I don't know."

As he said, Arthur looked at Cooper standing on the top of the playground street lamp not far away from him.

His brain subconsciously regarded Cooper as a protected object.

And ten years of hunting game life made him feel that if he fell down, he would have no chance of survival.

Arthur didn't know why he could persist so much, he just thought it was the result of his hard training.

"Such physical potential, coupled with an indomitable will..." Zefa said, and suddenly stopped talking.

I can't imagine what kind of strong man Arthur will be in the future.

The two collided again——

The elites in the nearby dormitory stood up and looked at the fighting below the playground.

"Are you going to teach the theory class taught by Mr. Zefa?"

"They are still fighting... How many days will it take, Mr. Zefa, just finish him with one punch."

In the past four days, the recruits spent the first day watching the battle.

On the second, third, and fourth days, after learning the sea combat knowledge and survival knowledge of other instructors, and some necessary training, they watched the fight between the two.

At noon——

"Is your perseverance amazing?" After finishing lunch, Gion sat outside the playground with a bottle of drink as usual, watching the fight between the two on a chair.

"Hey, Gion, you are here again." Kaji shamelessly ran to her chair and sat down: "TheyThe winner should be decided today, right? "

Gion immediately stood up, looked at him with disdain, and looked at the playground: "Hey, Kaji, try to attack me."

"Huh?!" Kaji's expression froze. How could he bear to hit Gion? He asked: "Why?"

"I want to try how that guy's strange swordsmanship can bounce off a fist that is several times stronger than his own strength." Gion has never seen that kind of strange swordsmanship.

As a senior female swordsman, she is naturally curious about the swordsmanship of the new boy.

"I can't bear it..." Kaji was reluctant to accept it. He was afraid of hurting Gion: "If the wind of the fist rubs against you, I will feel bad too."

Gion: "..."

As a naval elite who is about to go out to sea to fight pirates, Gion feels that Kaji's words are insulting her.

"I am a soldier, are you looking down on women, you bastard? "Gion yelled at him, she didn't like men like Kaji from the bottom of her heart.

But she didn't want to hurt Kaji's self-esteem with her bad words.

"I know, Gion-chan." Kaji saw that Gion was angry and immediately responded to her order.

She stood up from the chair, moved her fist joints and said, "How much force do you want to use?"

"Full force." Gion pulled out the two-meter-long knife from his waist, and then held it in both hands.

"You should start too..."

Seeing this, the surrounding elites moved away from the two of them.

"Okay." Kaji flexed his arm muscles, his expression suddenly became serious, and he stood in front of Gion and stood firm.

He punched at the blade in her hand.

Gion looked at Kaji's fist that was about to touch her blade with surprise, gritted his teeth, and found that he couldn't bounce it off at all.

So, she blocked it with force and confronted him.

"Can't do it...! "Gion said in shock.

The two were equally matched in strength, and were soon knocked back by the impact.

"What's wrong? Did you find any inspiration?" Kaji retracted his momentum and asked her.

Gion shook his head, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks from his forehead: "No, I can't increase my momentum and strength at that moment..."

After watching the sparring between Zephyr and Arthur, she took in every sword move of Arthur.

They all found a common point.

Whether Arthur was deflecting the opponent's attack or attacking with a sword, he would suddenly burst out with amazing slashing power.

Instantly reached the critical point of his own body to attack and defend the opponent.