Pirates: I, who cultivated phantom beasts, made myself emperor

In the afternoon, when Cheng Cheng and Tuanzi agreed to pick her up, Cheng Cheng called Tuanzi using a phone bug and said that she was already waiting for her not far from the beach.

But Tuanzi refused and told the master that he would give him a big gift tonight and then leave.

On the other side of the phone, Cheng Cheng didn't care. He could wait until tomorrow, but he was a little curious. Before, Tuanzi had been crying and shouting to leave the Navy Headquarters. What kind of gift could make her sacrifice so much?

As for whether there is danger, Cheng Cheng is not worried. Wherever Garp is, it is absolutely safe. Besides, Tuanzi is not a pirate now, so even the Warring States Period has no reason to arrest this little girl Tuanzi.

In the small courtyard, Tuanzi, who practices swordplay crazily every afternoon, is surprisingly quiet today.

After a while, Garp stepped over the threshold carrying a hundred-jin dumbbell, and whispered to Tuanzi:

"Xiao Tuanzi, if you, a girl, develop muscles like grandpa, it won't look very good. You will scare away all those boys in the future."

Tuanzi rolled her eyes and ignored the naval hero, and she didn't want to ignore him now.

Garp put the dumbbells in front of Tuanzi, then returned to the recliner, looked at Tuanzi with a smile on his face, and said happily: "It's still Tuanzi who knows that he cares about me, unlike your master who just left when he said he wanted to leave."

As he spoke, the smile on Garp's face became even bigger, full of pride, "It's only been half a year now, and he has become the Martial Emperor as famous as that old guy with Whitebeard, hehe."

Tuanzi made up his mind not to talk to Garp and sat down cross-legged. With a thought in his mind, the dragon-slaying knife placed horizontally on the stone table trembled, flew out of the scabbard, and floated in front of Tuanzi.

Tuanzi reached out and touched the sword gently, as if comforting a younger child, "Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon-Slaying Sword, whether you can succeed or not depends on you."

The blade of the Dragon-Slaying Sword shook and buzzed again.

Garp has seen Tuanzi wield a sword like this many times. Even though he has lived for decades, he has never heard of anyone who can use a sword to this extent.

He himself was not deeply involved in swordsmanship, and could only vaguely feel a mysterious aura between Tuanzi and the Dragon Slayer Sword.

He once tried to cut off the pull to figure out what it was. After that, he secretly tried many methods, but still failed.

Although he still can't figure out the reason, Garp understands that Tuanzi's talent in swordsmanship is compared to that of his peers, and he can easily crush others.

He is almost certain that in 20 years, the world will have an undisputed number one female swordsman in the world.

Tuanzi thought again, and the dragon-slaying knife drew a circle flexibly and gracefully in the air, and then got under the dumbbell weighing one hundred kilograms.

The sword body slowly rose, holding up the dumbbell from the middle. The dumbbell weighing one hundred kilograms was held up precariously and slowly rose up.

Tuanzi, who had sweat beads on his forehead, was full of joy and said happily: "Continue, a little higher, a little higher."

Garp said to himself on the side: "Okay, okay, I'll let you, the Dragon Slayer Sword, also lift the dumbbells and exercise."

Then Garp muttered the Dragon Slayer in his heart, and murmured in a low voice: "This name is not very auspicious, it is too murderous, and it is not suitable for a little girl."

Tuanzi was covered in sweat, and all his energy was focused on the dragon-slayer knife. He never noticed what Garp was whispering.

At this moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword was flying higher and higher, far beyond the top floor of the small courtyard. As it continued to rise, the Dragon-Slaying Sword seemed to have adapted to the weight and became more comfortable.

Tuanzi could feel that both his physical strength and energy were rapidly draining away. It was much more difficult than simply wielding a sword in the past, so he casually threw a fairy bean into his mouth.

In less than 2 minutes, the Dragon-Slaying Sword kept rising, rising directly above the clouds. Tuanzi below was breathing heavily, and no trace of the Dragon-Slaying Sword could be seen.

Tuanzi gave out a bitter smile with difficulty, gritted his teeth and held on for another 3 minutes. Feeling a little dizzy, this time he controlled the dragon-slayer knife to slowly descend.

But when it landed at the height of the clouds, the dragon-slaying knife shook for a while, and the one hundred kilogram dumbbell also tilted, falling directly from the sky and hitting the ground.

Without the suppression of the dumbbell, the Dragon Slayer immediately stabilized. He tried several times to stop the falling dumbbell, but failed.

Garp chuckled, knowing that his opportunity to show off had come. The wicker chair was still shaking regularly, and the person had disappeared.

Garp jumped into the air, held the dumbbell in his hand with a gentle squeeze, and landed gracefully on the ground with moon steps.

At this moment, Tuanzi also felt that the pressure was suddenly reduced, and his body relaxed for a while. He stood up unsteadily and saw that the Dragon-Slaying Sword flew into the scabbard again.

She saw that Garp's tone had lost its previous politeness, and said coldly: "Old man, can I ask you a favor?"

Kapton suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, and immediately said with a smile: "As long as you are willing to call me master again, Xiaotuanzi, I will agree to one hundred thousand."

Tuanzi looked at Garp, who was known as a naval hero, with disdain and said disdainfully: "Just one thing, can you save your grandson?"

Garp was silent for a while, just shaking his head. This time it was his turn to be silent.

Tuanzi continued: "Thanks to my master, he said that your iron fists are invincible. What kind of bullshit is invincible? You are so timid. I don't believe how strong your fists can be?"

Garp said with a bitter face: "Let's change it to another one. Except for this, Master can't promise you, everything else can be promised to you."

Tuanzi thought about it for a while, looking at Garp with uncertainty in her eyes. After a long time, she said: "The weather is too hot now, old man, can you let it rain here?"

Kapton's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked: "How big do you want it to be?"

Tuanzi immediately beamed, "The bigger the better!"

Immediately, Lieutenant General Karp left the small courtyard, went to the dispatch center of the command headquarters, and mobilized five artificial rainfall ships with a wave of his hand.

For such trivial matters, the people in the dispatch center didn't bother to report them. After all, this kind of thing was very common. Even if Garp hadn't mentioned it, they would make artificial rainfall from time to time in such hot weather.

This time it just made the rain heavier, so it wasn't a big deal at all.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the summer sun was still very fierce and had no tendency to fall into the sea. The scorching high temperature caused the mist to evaporate from the sea surface.

Blue sky and white clouds, clear sky.

Suddenly, after several thundering cannons, a strong wind suddenly rose, white clouds rolled, and the flag hanging high in the Marine Vendor Square fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.

Any navy with a little bit of common sense will understand that a storm is about to come.