The Evil Generation of Pirates

"Double Blade Style·Tornado!"

The tall and lanky man rushed forward, waving his two knives and creating a hurricane.please()

Zefa's arms were still hardened and armed, and he broke through all the magic with one move, and punched the sword that was struck.The tall and thin man Zefa was two heads taller. He lowered his head and grinned at Zefa, then drew his knife and started intensive slashing.

"I'm not old enough to even defeat you!" Zefa quickly defended himself with both arms, and the speed of both parties was so fast that others could only see the afterimage.

"Mysterious meaning: Iron-cutting!"

After a stalemate for more than ten seconds, the tall and lanky man found that he could not break through Zefa's defense, so he took a step back, crossed his swords, and slashed down with the sword's body wrapped in armed domineering energy, which seemed to contain the power to cut off everything.

Zefa took a stance, making knife-like gestures with both hands, and caught the move.

"Chong!"

"boom!"

There was another wave of air.

"Teacher, the sword is still young." The tall and thin man did not rush to draw the sword and escape from the battle this time. Instead, he continued to increase his strength, trying to overwhelm Zefa head-on. "But I am not without progress."

"Hey." Zefa is always full of a strong sense of self-confidence when facing his students, "You can't find anything like this, Moffet! Arrogance and lack of composure are your destiny. If you still want to improve, you need to Calm down and practice!"

"You've been taught a lesson!" Moffet shouted violently and used all his strength to suppress Zefa.

Zefa still raised the corners of his mouth, but he lowered his body slightly and did not retreat at all.

When Moffat's domineering aura gradually disappeared, he arrived at Zefa's home court. He also shouted and raised his arms with all his strength. Moffat was taken flying out, flipped several times in the air, and then landed on Zefa. Ten meters away.

At the same time as it fell, the two swords had been put back into their scabbards. It was obvious that he had given up on continuing to fight Zefa.

"Hey, Portus, it's up to you." Moffat turned his back to Portus, raised his hand and waved casually, and then walked off the fighting platform.

"Portes, it seems like we are back to the past again." Zefa said, "When you tried with me before, you were always the last one. At first it was because you were timid, but later you became brave and confident, and you still chose the last one with me. Try it, I feel like a big shot at the finale, haha..."

Portus began to walk towards Zefa: "There are so many people, so you should pay attention to the occasion when you are nostalgic, teacher."

Zefa also walked towards Portes: "Let me teach you a lesson again, kid!"

"You're telling the truth, teacher!" After the two sides got close to a certain distance, Portes skillfully used the Sixth Marine Style to increase his speed, and then swung his hardened fist at Zefa.

They are generally not as powerful as Zefa, and Portus accelerates in order to greatly increase the power of his fists.

"Teacher Porters!" It was still Doe and Hughes. These two people were born in the East China Sea and had seen fewer strong men. They shouted every few seconds, "Looks like they are good at both Marine Six and Haki." ah!"

Although Yamos didn't speak, he had the same idea as Doe and Hughes. Looking at Portus's lazy appearance, he originally thought he was a lazy teacher who couldn't help but was a weak teacher. He didn't expect that he would appear as the finale of five teachers. The first move is directly six styles and domineering.

And it is extremely easy to use, so he is obviously a veteran.

What they didn't know was that Portus was a student in the tenth class of the Naval Academy and one of Zefa's most proud students.

Devil Fruit will greatly increase the strength of those who eat it, so the strongest batch of students in the Naval Academy often have a considerable number of Devil Fruit ability users, and there are very few people who rely on pure physical skills to keep pace with them.

The fact that Portes can be among them already shows his strength.

Punch to punch, Zefa and Portes seemed to be evenly matched, and neither of them showed signs of weakness for a moment.

There was another cry from the audience. This exciting and exciting game made them enjoy watching it, and at the same time, they began to long for themselves to become so powerful one day.

"Teacher, your skills are not as good as before." Portus was still teasing during the fist fight.

Zefa didn't say anything. He pushed Portes back with a strong force, and then approached him without leaving any chance to breathe: "Look at the gap!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

For a moment, all the students were in a daze.

The current battle seems to be completely different from the battle that just happened. When facing Portes, Zefa directly chose to explode with all his strength. Every blow was as terrifying as a nuclear bomb explosion and was daunting. Portes Fight and retreat.

"Was it just a warm-up?" Smoker, who had always been quite proud and arrogant, couldn't help but open his mouth. Looking at the suddenly fierce battle, he felt the gap between himself and them, and became more aware of his own insignificance.

Devil Fruit is just a shortcut.

But if you take the shortcut and don't work hard, it will be a complete shame to be surpassed by someone who works harder and is walking on the rugged and thorny road.

Smoker clenched his fists, suppressed his cold and arrogant aura, and determined to study hard and become stronger.

The shouts continued, and Yamos watched the interview between Zefa and Portes with "obsession". From the very beginning of the battle, he rarely spoke and focused entirely on the interview.

Those were two people who, like him, had never eaten devil fruits.

After Zefa became serious, the difference between him and others was obvious enough for ordinary people to feel.

"Hey teacher..." Portus was forced to become serious, but he was still suppressed by Zefa's explosive strength, "Is it appropriate to make it seem like we have some deep hatred..."

"Haha! I told you that I would show the freshmen their true top strength! You are the only one who is barely qualified for me to fight seriously!" Zefa's every punch was full of power.

Portus felt very uncomfortable, but he was in the mastery stage of the Sixth Form of the Navy and Armed Color Haki, and had five years of actual combat experience, so his combat skills were not bad. Although he was suppressed, he did not improve in a short period of time. Defeated.

"Mr. Porters is also very strong. He can last so long under Mr. Zefa." Drake sighed, "This class is very meaningful. Our strength is still too weak. We need to study harder." train."

Yamos swallowed his saliva and did not respond to Drake's words. The look he looked at the fighting platform revealed only two words, that was fanaticism.

"Come on Portes!" After fighting for several minutes, Zefa launched the final blow and punched Portes. The aura around him changed, and the space seemed to be shattered. This punch seemed to It contains the potential of landslides and earth-shattering, unrivaled.

Portes immediately gave up the fight, folded his hands and palms, and caught Zefa's punch. At the same time, the pressure on his arms also increased rapidly. His body retreated violently, and finally flew backwards, smashing a wall. .

The ground was shaking, and the sound of a punch was like muffled thunder. More than a few hundred freshmen felt their hearts being squeezed, and their legs were trembling, as if the punch had just been directed at them. Even the training of other classes on the playground was shaking. It stopped, and a bunch of heads popped out of the windows of the teaching building, all looking towards the combat platform.

"I'm getting old." Zefa was still not satisfied with the power of his blow.

Not long after, Portus staggered out of the dust fog and said, "That's really cruel. Moffett, please call the school doctor. My arm is broken."

"Haha, it's time for you to have a longer memory!" Zefa laughed.

"Teacher Zefa!"

Suddenly, a new student called Teacher Zefa.

Facing the embarrassed Portes, Zefa turned to look at the freshmen under the fighting platform. There was a young student with black broken hair and a cold face. His whole body seemed to be trembling. It was he who made the voice just now. of.

"What's wrong?" Zefa asked.

Yamos looked at Zefa, not paying attention to the eyes of the new students around him, but said one word at a time: "If you don't have any talent, but work hard, can you become like you?"

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