Sword of the pirate king

"What kind of grudge do you think this kid has against Mr. Zefa? It's worth him fighting so much?"

The flying squirrel asked while holding its chin.

The ghost spider kept a cold face and did not speak, smoking a stuffy cigarette, but Bastiyu didn't want to neglect the senior, and said: "Maybe it's because I didn't practice well, I feel that I am already No. Let's hit him and let him understand the gap in strength."

"But judging by the way he trains, he doesn't look like that kind of person."

Ghost Spider suddenly said that he had observed Noah's training for a long time, and even noticed it when he came to the training ground the day before yesterday.

"Pay attention to the flames that erupt when he moves. Teacher Zefa said that he is a devil fruit capable user with many abilities."

"To reach this level, there seem to be few elite camps in the past, except for that one."

Seeing Noah's performance, the flying squirrel said solemnly, "If you want to train him, it seems that you have to use some real skills."

"Does that issue refer to Aokiji and Akainu generals?"

Bastiyu was a little surprised. He never thought that the sweaty young man who practiced "shaved" before him could get such a high evaluation from the flying squirrel.

"Well, and he's still younger, future achievements..."

The flying squirrel will not talk about it, and I will leave it to Bastiou to experience it himself.

"He is obviously a guy who is still practicing 'shaving', does he have that much potential?"

Bastiou murmured.

On the specially-made floor of the training ground, there are more than a dozen circular patterns similar to archery targets randomly distributed. Noah is standing panting at the center of a red circle, dripping with sweat.

"Oh!"

With a bang, the orange flame flashed past his feet, Noah's figure disappeared instantly, and appeared in another circle far away as if in a teleportation, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The sweat that was brushed off casually fell on the circular area outside the center of the red circle, and there was a crackling sound of electricity, and a drop of sweat that fell outside the circular area directly rose into a wisp of blue smoke.

"Didn't you see it, Lieutenant General Bastieu?"

Ghost Spider asked suddenly, pointing to Noah in the training ground.

"It seems that there is no change except for the explosion of flames under the feet." Bastiou replied in an uncertain tone.

"Your eyes are still a little bit worse. You can understand the number of times he stepped on the ground carefully."

The flying squirrel indicated to Bastiou the place to focus on.

Coincidentally, Noah moved the position with the shaving again, and Bastiyu stared at Noah's movements, his eyes slowly widened, speechless.

"Aren't you surprised? A normal razor is qualified by stepping on the ground more than ten times in an instant. He only stepped on the ground 0.2 times in about 6 seconds. The last time burst into flames, which made up for the lack of accumulated strength and speed. Even above normal shaving."

The flying squirrel explained.

"Even so, I still have the confidence to teach him to be a man!"

Bastiyu was a little unconvinced, but he had some innovations in his haircut, and he couldn't win by blindly dodging in battle.

"Then go ahead, I like you very much."

The flying squirrel patted Bastiyo's waist (not enough to reach his shoulders), "But it won't work until the afternoon. After all, he has been training all morning, and you can't test his true level when you go up to the battle."

"I'll give him time."

Hearing this, Bastiyou sat down again, and the Shark Cutter stood beside him, with a trace of fighting spirit in his eyes.

The lunch break passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the afternoon training again.

Amidst the ear-piercing bells, Noah stretched out of the generals' lounge and met the long-awaited Lieutenant General Bastiou head-on.

"You are, ba..."

Noah stopped and felt the unusual atmosphere in the air.

Bastiou straightened his chest and looked down at Noah condescendingly. He wanted to overwhelm him first, but before he could speak, he heard Noah say his name, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Unexpectedly, the reputation of me, Bastiou, has spread to the elite camp. Maybe this kid is still my admirer... Let's save some energy when I teach him a lesson.

"What's the matter?"

Noah didn't remember Bastiou's full name in the end.

The only impression I have is that this guy's broadsword was crushed by Sabo's claws, so it looks like it should be a parallel import.

"It's Lieutenant General Bastiew, you who ignore the officer!"

Bastiou's illusion was shattered, and the Shark Saber was heavily smashed on the ground, glaring at Noah.

"Hiss, what a vicious method!"

Noah's heart was awe-inspiring, he didn't expect this guy to have such a cunning face, wearing a mask was not to hide his ugliness, but...

More than a dozen terrifying gazes were reflected on Noah's face, and goosebumps almost rose.Originally there were only two lines, but they were separated by more than a dozen holes in the horn mask on the face. The power has evolved from two pistols to a sprayer, and the effect is outstanding!

"This afternoon's training has been changed. Teacher Zefa asked me to be your duel trainer. Go up there."

Bastiyu said in a muffled voice, and led Noah out of the underground training ground to the school ground where the elite camp gathered.

"Have you recovered your physical strength? If not, I allow you to rest for a while."

Lieutenant General Bastiou said.

"No problem. And are those Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel and Lieutenant General Ghost Spider?"

Noah nodded, and at the same time noticed that there were two people watching on the high platform in the distance. The obvious personal characteristics immediately aroused his memories.

"Earlier, I heard from Teacher Zefa that he would ask Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel and Lieutenant General Ghost Spider to give me advice. I didn't expect it to come quite quickly."

It has been a month since the elite battalion started training.Don't feel that the two lieutenant generals only came in a month, which is a bit of a neglect.In fact, it was already very fast, but the flying squirrel had just finished its mission and left the reporting task to the adjutant, and came to see Zefa non-stop, which showed that he took it seriously.

In case of encountering a mission just out of the way, Noah will have something to wait for.

It’s hard to say just the time to go, if it’s chasing down a certain pirate group, it will take time to search and hunt, and it’s definitely not a small character who deserves to be a lieutenant general. The time is really calculated in months.

"Damn it, you know Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel and Lieutenant General Ghost Spider, but you can't name me!"

Indignantly, Bastiou waved his shark-slaying knife, and the sunlight sparkled like waves on the heavy knife.

"Then come on, Ba...then what lieutenant general!"

Sorry, I did it on purpose.

"What a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth! If you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how to respect the officer!"

Bastiyu was completely enraged by Noah's repeated ignorance, and the shark-slaying sword he held up high suddenly swung down.

After the raging waves fall, the building will fall, and the momentum of the knife is so powerful.

"Remember the brat, labor and capital are—"

"Shark Slayer——Bastiyo!"