Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

Zefa, who regained his youth, and his black-armed posture made those admirals who had been fortunate enough to train under him couldn't help but feel wet in their eyes.

The black-armed general reappears, and everyone knows what the price will be.

Everyone also knew what price they had to pay, and all the generals and commanders who saw it looked at each other with a headache.

Michelin's 'Moon Step' took a step forward before leaping onto the grave made by Qing Pheasant for Zefa, which shows how determined this guy is to be righteous.

He is obviously an idle member after leaving the navy, but his persistence in justice is stronger than when he was in office.

Michelin squatted on the ice wall and looked around, but did not see the blue pheasant.

He had a suspicion about Aokiji's behavior. The news about Aokiji's breakup was true, but with Aokiji's obsession with justice and his determination to dig his mentor's grave with his own hands, how could it be possible? Will be sentenced to the navy and become a pirate.

There is definitely a conspiracy.

But this idea is just a guess made by Michelin.

He looked forward, then jumped down and landed next to Zefa.

The navy at the front had already charged to a distance of tens of meters in front of the two men. As soon as Michelin landed, more than a dozen lead bullets were fired at vital points around his body.

Ignoring the lead bullets, Michelin looked at Zefa, whose face was filled with anger and wanted to scold him. He smiled naively and spoke first.

"Teacher, to make a long story short, you can't drive me away, and I'm not prepared to accompany you to death. I said I would die for you. After seeing you off for a ride, I will run away depending on the situation."

After speaking, he gave a thumbs up to Zefa, who was a little unresponsive for a while.

Zefa looked at Michelin who had a smile on his face but a firm look in his eyes and sighed, then he turned to look at the naval elites who had already run more than ten meters away with great pride.

"Good boy. Pay attention to your own safety and let you see my reputation as a black man. Watch out."

The darkness on Zefa's arms was more refined, and there was even a kind of light flowing in it.His feet violently trampled countless rocks and soil on the spot, and he rushed towards the navy with laughter.

The rubble and naval elites were all swept away in his path, and even the lieutenant general could only walk away under Zefa's black wrist.

Constantly dodging dozens of naval forces approaching from behind Zefa, Michelin always kept an eye on Zefa in his full glory.

Suddenly, I recalled something Zefa said before: Why was I called Black Wrist instead of Black Fist when I was young? Do you know what it means?

The essence of boxing lies in the wrist, not in the fist.

Almost every punch can knock away dozens or hundreds of naval elites. Of course, these are just the incidental aftermath of the battle, because Zefa's main energy is spent on guarding against Kizaru's mid-range laser.

The eight-foot Qiong Magatama fired dozens of laser beams from all directions towards Zefayou, whose center had been cleared of a navy.

Why is it a stray shot? Because this time the laser is controlled by Kizaru. It no longer goes in a straight line, but in an arc. Every laser is aimed at Zefa.

Zefa's black wrist struck rapidly around his body, scattering the lasers coming from all directions one by one, either deflecting them or directly causing them to explode.

For a moment, dozens of meters around Zefa were filled with sparkling light wave explosions, and the shock waves set off could even blow away any navy that got too close.

When Kizaru is serious, his combat power is really very high. Every ray he shoots from his hand is extremely accurate, and every ray can cause a huge explosion after being shot out.

"Polusalino, didn't I tell you a long time ago not to rely too much on the power of the fruit?"

While Zefa blocked the laser ray, he quickly approached Kizaru. After finding an opening, he flashed directly in front of Kizaru. The light in his black wrist flashed and punched Kizaru in the abdomen.

Kizaru's body had already been elementalized in advance when he was hit by Zefa. As if it was exploded by a punch, Kizaru was directly blasted into countless light particles by this punch.

The light elements flew rapidly in the air, and then gathered in the distance. The moment Kizaru appeared, his body staggered, and he stretched out his hand to cover the abdomen that had just been hit by the domineering force from the air.

"Teacher Zefa was really difficult to deal with during his peak period! However, it was a lie after all."

Kizaru clasped his hands round his abdomen, and the light spots in his hands gathered into a light mirror.

"Eight-foot mirror"

The light mirror in his hand shot out a beam of light, which refracted several times in the air. Then Kizaru instantly arrived behind Zefa, who was being besieged by several lieutenant generals.

"Teacher Zefa, have you ever been kicked by light?"

Zefa protected his head with his arms, and then was kicked in the arm by Kizaru who suddenly appeared. The huge force kicked Zefa away directly.

Zefa actually never heard Kizaru's words, because he had already flown out before Kizaru's voice reached his ears.

Zefa's body flew across most of the battlefield in the air, and just when he was about to plunge into the ice wall, Michelin suddenly came up behind Zefa and kicked Zefa in the air.

Zefa also noticed Michelin and adjusted his body's center of gravity.

Michelin kicked Zefa on the sole of his foot, which he had already prepared, and then pushed with greater force, volleying Zefa out.

Zefa hurried towards Kizaru again at a faster speed than when he came.

Michelin smiled, retracted his stretched legs, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear, as if he was talking to his own ambition.

"Keep it up, it's the teacher's home court now."

Zefa and Kizaru fought together again. After the two generals entered a serious posture, no one could stand within a hundred meters around them.

Michelin even suspected that the two men had restrained themselves. After all, they were surrounded by dynamite rocks, although they were protected by the solid ice of Qing Pheasant.

However, under the aftermath of the full-out battle between the two generals, or if it is directly affected at the feet of the two generals fighting, it will inevitably be directly detonated.

And looking at the way the two fought, it seemed that they had been consciously moving towards the exit, but I don't know whether it was Zefa or Kizaru, or both of them had this idea.

The result of the fierce battle between the two generals was that the lieutenant generals and naval elites who had no way to participate invariably set their sights on Michelin, who was still leisurely not far from the ice wall.

When Michelin was watching the wonderful scene, he suddenly noticed that several unkind eyes were fixed on him.

With his peripheral vision, he found that there were still three lieutenant generals gathered not far away. One of them was the ferocious Lieutenant General Dauberman who had taken him from the Holy Land a few days ago.

The other person is Vice Admiral Dalmecia, who possesses the Dalmatian form of the Inu Dog Fruit. He is a veteran lieutenant general in the navy. He is proficient in two-color Haki and Six Styles and also possesses the Devil Fruit. Among all the lieutenant generals, he is definitely the strongest. The first few.

The last one is also a veteran Lieutenant General, Lieutenant General Stoloberg. His long black beard and surprisingly tall custom-made navy hat are his characteristics. The double-sword swordsman is infinitely close to the great swordsman, and he is also proficient in two-color. Domineering.

and countless naval elites.

Dauberman took the lead and walked to the opposite side of Michelin, his scarred face full of anger.

"Michelin kid, surrender quickly. Do you know how bad your behavior is now? Do you want to betray the navy?"

Although Dauberman was angry, Michelin could hear kindness in his words.

"Sorry, Uncle Dauberman, I have already decided to inherit Z's will and implement it with my own beliefs."

Lieutenant General Stoloberg on the side drew out his two swords as he walked, and said to Dauberman who wanted to persuade him again.

"This child has gone astray. Now we have to capture him first and then give him advice. A rebellious child will eventually be beaten."

Dalmecia immediately transformed into a half-orc state and leapt past the two of them.

"I'm going to try this kid who is called the 'iron artist' first. He made a big splash two years ago. It's not good to go astray at a young age."

Michelin looked at the three lieutenant generals in front of him who took the initiative to lead him to the position of elders. Although he was moved in his heart, at this moment he did not want to surrender.

"Feel sorry."

Michelin apologized in a low voice, and then ran towards Dalmecia.

A strong gust of wind stirred up some pulverized ash from the rocks, and Michelin and Dalmecia collided.

There were no fancy tricks, just simple fists and kicks, and there were bursts of firecrackers as the two fought.

Although it was just the simplest test, Dalmecia was quite surprised. The foundation of Michelin was very solid, and he was worthy of being Teacher Zefa's proudest disciple.

A heavy kick forced Michelin back, and Dalmecia's fists collided, bursting with energy.

"Okay, the temptation ends here, one last warning: surrender without getting beaten."

"Sorry, I still want to be beaten."

Michelin moved forward and gave a fist-cup salute, and his voice gradually became colder. He could feel Dalmecia's momentum.

It felt like being watched by a hyena that had been hungry for half a month in the wilderness. Although he didn't understand how a Dalmatian dog could develop the same feeling as a hyena, he didn't dare to be careless at this moment.

Michelin put on a fighting stance, and then shouted with some heroism.

"Second gear"

Michelin's whole body is covered in armed color, and then the armed color slowly fades and completely blends into the skin.

Originally, there was no need to shout when turning on the second gear, but if he didn't shout at this moment, Michelin always felt that there was something wrong, so he took it as a pep talk for himself.

Michelin's momentum also changed when he turned on the second gear, and thick liquid rubber surged under his skin.

Preemptive strike.

"Overclocking Shave"

Michelin's figure swayed in place, leaving a deep crater and disappearing in place. Continuous explosions rang out around Dalmecia.

Only the sound but no people.

Unable to capture Michelin visually, Dalmecia simply closed her eyes, then frowned and sniffed.

He just wanted to try using his super sense of smell to capture Michelin's movements, but the smell of sulfur here was too strong, and there was no way to use the super sense of smell that came with the fruit's ability.

In desperation, Dalmecia could only use the Haki of Insight, which consumes more energy, to capture Michelin's movements.

After all, he is a veteran lieutenant general. He is so many years older and has combat experience that exceeds Michelin's rankings. He can quickly determine Michelin's next step.

"Go straight, it's fast, but it has too many flaws."

After saying that, he flashed forward to Michelin's foothold and waited, his fingers spread wide and sharp nails popped out.

yah~

Dalmecia simply grabbed forward, and her sharp nails drew a burst of sparks on Michelin's chest. She ducked to avoid Michelin's sweeping blow to her neck.

The harsh friction sound made the surrounding navy officers cover their ears unconsciously. The lieutenant generals who were watching the battle between Zefa and Kizaru from a distance couldn't help but look back.