Pirate Lava Behemoth

"What kid, you can still stand up?" When the dust dispersed, Garp couldn't help but screamed in surprise when he saw that Malphite could still stand up.

"This kid" Zefa also looked at Malphite with a surprised look. He had just seen that although Garp's punch would not directly kill Malphite, it could at least prevent him from standing up, or in other words, it could make him unable to stand up in half. It took him a month to wake up and he was fine, but this kid actually

"Haha, I'm so disrespectful. You want to knock me out with this punch. You are so naive, don't you know? I am the giant lava beast Malphite. Hahahahaha." Malphite seemed not to have heard Garp's words and was still thinking about himself. Speaking confidently.

Suddenly a murderous aura emerged behind him, and the playful smile on Malphite's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Gulu" he swallowed and turned around mechanically.

"Lieutenant General Garp, I, I am seriously injured now, can you?" Before Malphite could finish speaking, he saw Garp hitting Malphite in the abdomen with his iron fist.

"Uh-huh" Malphite groaned, blood spat out from his mouth, and then he passed out. Garp saw a satisfied smile on his face when he saw Malphite passed out.

Seeing the smile on Garp's face, Zefa couldn't help but shook his head. He could have stopped Garp just now, but he didn't, and Garp was not as nervous as he seemed.

Malphite has gone through three battles, each one more difficult than the last. He is now in extremely bad physical and mental condition. It is obvious that he is in a chaotic situation. Garp knocked him out in order to make him The body and mind relax and enter a state of self-recovery.

Zefa thought of this and looked at the place where Garp was standing again. Garp had already asked people to carry Malphite down for treatment. Zefa was looking over and saw Garp looking at him too.

The two nodded, and Garp pointed to the deep hole in the wall to indicate to Zefa that this was not just caused by him hitting Malphite away.

"Zefa, that kid is really smart." Garp used Shao to return to Zefa. He also used Shao to appear behind Malphite instantly. Although it was also for his sake, he was more afraid of what the kid would say again. What amazing words to say.

"Yeah" Zefa nodded and looked into the pit without saying a word. The trainees below woke up from the shock. Malphite's words were still echoing in their minds, "I haven't lost yet." "This sentence caused quite a ripple in their hearts.

"That kid is so strong. He actually took a punch from Lieutenant General Garp and was able to stand up and speak. Does this mean he passed?" A green-haired sailor said to his colleagues next to him.

"It should be so, that monster that no one has ever heard of Sansheng passed." The marine next to the green-haired marine looked at the deep pit with fear on his face.

"Yeah, I think he passed." The naval cadets below started making noises, and there was a hint of displeasure on Zefa's face. He was wondering how Malphite reduced the power of Garp's punch, whether he avoided it or forced it. catch.

"Stand up." Zefa's thoughts were interrupted, and the displeasure on his face was immediately revealed. All the students immediately stood up and formed a formation. When they saw Zefa's unhappy look, they knew that hell was coming. .

"It's fun to see others injured today. Now that Malphite is also one of you, Camida and Ain don't need much. Since your colleagues are all injured, this test did not enjoy everyone who played against Malphite. , Now we are simulating a battle. If you lose, you won’t have to eat dinner today, and if you win, your dinner will be halved." Zefa said angrily as he looked at the students below.

"Yes" No one dared to refute the order of Navy Chief Instructor Zefa, and then the captains began to organize the teams to compete. No one wanted to go hungry, especially after the devilish training every day. Of course, you can choose to eat secretly, but As long as he is discovered, the consequence will be to quit the navy, so all the captains are looking at each other again, and they all hope to find a weaker opponent.

"Hahaha Zefa, you are serious. There is no need to be so angry. When that kid wakes up, we will ask him. There is no need to be so angry." Garp saw Zefa who had a bad look on his face and hurriedly stood up to comfort him. Said.

Hearing Garp's words, Zefa's face became even more displeased. "It's not you who has done such a trick. He didn't even leave his footprints. You also have to pay for the maintenance of the training ground." Looking at the bruised and wounded At the training ground, Garp was stunned.

How much will this cost? Garp couldn't help but fall into despair as he looked at the floor and the deep hole in the wall that were destroyed by Malphite being blown away.

"Huh." Zefa saw the expression on Garp's face change, and the anger in his heart finally got better. This guy in front of him just didn't understand the importance of things. It was really irritating. Even if it was just a little lighter, Zefa felt that he could see Malphite. How did he still stand after receiving a punch from Garp?

On the training ground, Ain looked at the direction Malphite left with a worried look. She didn't even notice the attack of the opponent in front of her, and was directly punched away.

Zefa was looking at the situation of everyone fighting. He was a little angry when he saw Ain's absent-minded look. However, after seeing her get up again, the anger in his heart disappeared.

"Ain, you spent too much energy fighting Malphite earlier. You should go to the infirmary now and recover before you come back." Zefa shouted to Ain, and then gave the order.

"Yes." She nodded obediently and ran towards the infirmary quickly. She didn't look like she was injured. This speed was probably a bit faster than during the battle.

Zefa looked at Ain's leaving figure and shook his head, then turned to look at Garp.

"Now follow me to find Warring States. Malphite doesn't know when he will wake up. I want to know now how that kid did it." Zefa looked at Garp seriously and was thinking about the need to repair the training ground. Garp, who had spent so much money, shook his head when he heard Zefa's words.

Now if he goes to Sengoku and says that he destroyed the training ground, he will be scolded to death if he doesn't get beaten to death by Sengoku, so he will never go.

"Even if I, Garp, were beaten to death by the Four Emperors and made mad by Roger, there is absolutely no way I would go to the Warring States Period, absolutely impossible." Garp looked at Zefa seriously, and the determination on his face was the most intense in his life. One of firmness.

"Oh, if you don't go, I will tell Sengoku that you beat the future main force of the navy until he was unconscious, ruined the training ground, and you took senbei from his office to eat." Zefa looked at him with a smile. Looking at Garp, seeing the deep malice hidden in that smile, Garp gritted his teeth.

"I'm going" Karp went anyway.

The two bosses left, but the training students below did not change at all and were still fighting. The self-control of the Navy Headquarters was no joke.

They know what they will face after graduation, and they must work hard to become stronger at all times now. They are not training for Zefa's orders, but for their own future and their own lives.

At the same time, on the ordinary naval training ground next to it, Moka and 12 others were undergoing training. Although the instructor was only a colonel, he inherited Zefa's style and treated all students equally. Of course, Ain was not counted among his students. One thing.

"Huh!" Moka was panting. His opponent was a Devil Fruit user. Although it did not directly improve his combat ability, with the enhancement of the fruit, he was always at a disadvantage.

"Give up, you have already won the first game, there is no need to fight hard." His opponent looked at him with a trace of pity in his eyes. He had never been like this before. In order to stand on a higher place and for a better life, he Even if he made himself look like something he couldn't face, he still gritted his teeth and persisted. But later he understood that not only was he not what he didn't like, but it was also what others didn't like. He chose to change.

"My goal is not just to be a sailor, I want to be that person's support. Even if it's just a hill, I want to be the one he says I'll help with. You can't stop me here." Moka looked at his opponent, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Okay." The opponent's eyes were also full of fighting spirit, and that trace of mercy had flown away. Moka rushed towards the opponent with determination to win.

The Admiral's office was very quiet, unlike the environment that Garp should have had when he arrived here.

"Zefa, you are saying that that boy will appear a shadow when he attacks and that shadow will cause damage." Warring States adjusted his round glasses and looked at Zefa with a puzzled face.

Zefa sat on the chair opposite Sengoku and nodded. Garp sat on the sofa and ate senbei, pretending that it had nothing to do with me as he ate senbei.

"I have discussed with Garp, he should not have taken the fruit, and there is another thing that I am also confused about, that is, let Garp say it." Zefa turned his attention to Garp, and Warring States also heard Zefa's words. Look at Garp with both eyes.

The air was quiet at this time, except for the chewing sounds of Garp and the sheep. Cold sweat broke out on Garp's forehead. How could he still be noticed like this?

"Garp" Seeing Garp still pretending to be calm, Sengoku roared in displeasure.

"Ah" was yelled by Sengoku. Garp pretended to be frightened and then covered his head.

"I feel weak and I feel like I'm about to faint. If that doesn't work, I'll go to the infirmary first." After saying that, Garp wanted to run away, but Zefa stood up and caught Garp.

"Your body is stronger than that of a sea king, and you are still weak. Tell me." Zefa smiled coquettishly at Garp. Warring States nodded upon hearing this. He still agreed with Zefa's words.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Garp sat back on the sofa helplessly, looking at Warring States and Zefa with a melancholy look on his face.

"I punched that kid, but he was still standing," Garp said in a low voice, he didn't want Sengoku to hear.

How embarrassing it must be for a majestic naval hero to fail to knock down a ten-year-old naval branch lieutenant with one punch.