Pirate, I have a scientific training system

In this way, Zefa secretly observed Ron for nearly more than a month. The more he watched, the more satisfied Zefa felt. He felt that Ron would definitely become a strong man beyond him in the future. For someone who works so hard, Zefa It has never been seen in anyone before, and the talent is also very strong, and the fighting spirit exuding from the body is getting stronger and stronger.

"Boy, the way you punch is not right."

Just as Ron was concentrating on practicing boxing, a voice suddenly came, interrupting Ron's training.

"Although punches like yours can also play a role in training, the efficiency is too low. It will take a long time to form a decent fight."

Zefa suddenly jumped across his yard and arrived in front of Ron.

"This is the correct way to punch."

Zefa demonstrated it in front of Ron, and a sound that broke through the air was directly transmitted into Ron's ears.

"General Zefa?"

Ron was surprised to see the person coming, but now he figured out who the secretly observing eyes he had been feeling for a while.

"Hey, kid, don't be stunned, follow my movements and punch together."

Seeing that Ron was stunned when he saw him, Zefa frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes, General Zefa."

Ron immediately became energetic and his eyes lit up. Although Zefa was not a very powerful general among the generals, if it was just about physical skills, Zefa was really one of the best.

In terms of physical skills, Zefa may be stronger than Garp. Garp mainly relies on his powerful armed color domineering in battle.

After watching Zefa's movements and punching again, Ron instantly felt something different, but where the difference was, Ron couldn't tell. He only felt that when he punched, he was stronger than before. It seems to be smoother.

"Ah."

Seeing that Ron was able to master it so quickly, Zefa nodded with satisfaction. Ron's talent was more terrifying than he imagined.

"Very good, boy. I wonder if you would like to be my disciple?"

Hearing this, Ron was stunned for a moment. He felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky, and he did not dare to touch it, fearing that it would be a dream that would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

"Is it really possible? General Zefa."

Ron, who suspected that he heard wrongly, asked again.

"Of course, I keep my word. As long as you are willing to become my disciple, then I will be your master from now on."

"Yes, I am willing, Master Zefa."

Hearing Ron call him, Zefa showed a satisfied smile on his face. He finally fulfilled one of his wishes.

He estimated that he should be able to see the day when Ron became the strongest person in the world.

"Okay, then you can train according to the punching skills I taught you today. From now on, at this time every day, I will teach you some of the skills. If one day I haven't come by this time, then you don't have to wait. I must be busy with something."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing Ron call him master again, Zefa turned his head and showed a smile, and then left directly.

Looking at Zefa's leaving figure, Ron couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He never thought that one day he would become Zefa's apprentice.

Originally, according to his plan, he would wait until he was old enough to join the Naval Academy and become a student of Zefa, but this directly brought his plan forward, and students and apprentices are two different concepts.

A student can only learn about 50.00% of a teacher, a disciple can learn about 80.00% of a master, and the remaining 20.00% depends on the relationship between master and disciple.

However, with Zefa's personality, as long as he is a disciple he values, he will definitely teach him without hesitation.

"It seems that I have already caught a ride on becoming a strong person."

Ron's heart was filled with excitement. With systematic encouragement and Zefa's teachings, Ron never imagined that he would be weak or how weak he would be in the future.

Time passed bit by bit, and Ron had already spent a year in the Navy Headquarters. Now seven years old, Ron was far stronger than his peers.

And Ron has mastered simple fighting skills such as punches and kicks to a very proficient level. Although he has not evolved his own moves from these basic skills, Ron is no longer a weakling. .

Now like some ordinary pirates, it is not a problem for Ron to fight a hundred of them by himself.

"Very good. Your progress this year really didn't disappoint me."

Zefa nodded with great satisfaction.

Even if Ron is allowed to join the Naval Academy now, as long as he joins the ordinary class instead of the elite class, Ron will be the best in it.

And don't forget, the students inside are generally more than five years older than Ron.

"It's all due to Master's teachings. If it weren't for Master's teachings, I would still be training blindly by myself now, unable to touch the threshold of progress."

Indeed, just as Ron said, if it weren't for Zefa, Ron's current strength would never be so strong. The combat skills Zefa taught him are all very practical practical skills.

"Haha, even if you say nice things, you can't avoid the monthly assessment. Come on, let me see how much you have improved this month."

Ron's face immediately turned ugly when he heard about this monthly assessment. In fact, the content of the monthly assessment was very simple, which was to have a battle with Zefa.

But in every battle, Zefa would be very measured in his attacks, so that Ron would not be seriously injured, but Ron would definitely be unable to get out of bed that day and unable to exercise.

Then, the next day Ron would be punished with system shocks.

However, Zefa's intention is also good, and it will not work if he exercises too hard, so there must be a time to rest every month, and Zefa's monthly assessment of Ron is the day he can rest in bed every month.

"I hope Master can show mercy today."

"Haha, I'll try my best. Come on, you can attack me."

After hearing Zefa's words, Ron slowly exhaled a breath, his aura changed, and his eyes immediately became sharp.

The whole person rushed towards Zefa at an extremely fast speed, jumped up in mid-air, and punched Zefa in the face.

However, Zefa seemed to have anticipated Ron's movements, and crossed his hands to protect him tightly.

"The action is too obvious. When you are in battle, aren't you clearly telling others what you are going to do?"

After blocking Ron's attack, Zefa did not forget to give Ron some advice.

"Yes, Master, I will correct it next time."

After a failed attack, Ron squatted down and gave Zefa a sweeping kick. However, even if Zefa did not make any reaction, Ron's attack would not trip Zefa because the two There is still a huge gap in power between people.