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

And the battle between Zefa and Kizaru.

It is the most typical domineering battle against natural ability users.

Zefa couldn't catch Kizaru, and Kizaru's attacks were temporarily unable to effectively kill Zefa who was full of physical strength.The same applies to swordsman duels, except that fighting between swordsmen will consume their physical strength faster, because every swordsman's slash is a slash with all his strength. As long as he cuts the opponent, he will usually do it with understanding. hit effect.

Therefore, the duel between swordsmen will determine the outcome and life and death more quickly.

Then it comes back to the topic of physical limits.

The strength of both sides has reached a balance, and then the only competition is physical fitness, or to be more straightforward, physical strength.

The domineering entanglement of the armed color requires stamina, the six postures require stamina, the sight color requires stamina, the domineering domineering color requires stamina, and the domineering entanglement requires even more stamina.

Putting everything aside, physical fitness is the most powerful force in the world, and it is also what Michelin is most eager to improve at the moment.

With a crowd of marines watching, the battle between Kizaru and Zefa lasted for almost two hours.

Just as Michelin thought, after the two men fought until now, the layers of volcanic lakes halfway up the mountain had completely disappeared, leaving only gravel on the ground and a trickle of water trickling down.

Zefa punched the flying light, turned his head to avoid the three subsequent laser beams, raised his leg and kicked a piece of gravel at his feet towards Kizaru.

When Zefa's toes touched the gravel, the small gravel was instantly wrapped with armed domineering energy.

The gravel wrapped around Haki traveled hundreds of meters in an instant and hit Kizaru's chest.

Kizaru looked down at his damaged suit and said to Zefa with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Zefa."

After the gravel penetrated Kizaru's suit, the armed haki covering it dissipated, and the gravel automatically disintegrated into countless dust that was too small to be seen.

Zefa did not pay attention to Kizaru, but suddenly became breathless, and then his right arm began to emit a pink light.

The recovered right arm gradually became transparent in the red light. Within half a second, the pink light began to spread to Zefa's body.

In an instant, 24 years of growth and change were compressed into a few seconds, and Zefa's mouth and nose began to bleed.

Unlike Nami and the others, their bodies were very healthy before they were regressed, and their bodies were also on the uphill slope during the 12 years they were regressed.

After the regressed fruit ability was restored, apart from a strange feeling of extremely rapid growth, there were no physical surprises.

But Zefa was different. After the age of 50, Zefa went through the darkest period in his life. He was ambushed and his arm was broken, he had no disciples, and the justice in his heart collapsed.

Then he finally recovered and tried his best again. No, it was two different levels of will collapse, which finally led to his complete darkness.

There is also the body that has been declining, from the prime of life to the disease-ridden old age. At this moment, he can no longer bear it.

After all, Zefa's right arm completely disappeared, and his 74-year-old body could no longer bear it. He collapsed directly on the gravel on the ground, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

The blood in his mouth continued to flow out as he breathed out.

Upon seeing this, Michelin hurriedly ran forward, breaking away from several hands that came to stop him, and ran halfway up the mountain as fast as he could.

At this moment, Kizaru moved elementally and came to the fallen Kizaru. He lowered his head and looked down at Zefa who was constantly vomiting blood, and whispered.

"Teacher Zefa, you can go in peace."

The hand suddenly shot out more than a dozen rays of light at the position of Zefa's chest that was getting smaller and smaller.

Michelin also saw the lights flashing in Kizaru's hands while he was advancing rapidly. He shouted with all his strength, but Kizaru's laser was much faster than his voice.

And Kizaru may not listen to him. At this moment, Kizaru just wants to end this meaningful battle as soon as possible.

The sooner Zefa dies, the better, and it is best not to let him talk to Michelin.

Several explosions were heard one after another behind Michelin, and the sonic boom cloud in front of him also reached seven levels. However, when he was 7 meters away from Zefa, Michelin forcibly buffered the kinetic energy in his body.

The huge backlash caused Michelin's blood to surge in an instant, and he stumbled and rolled in the air and fell a few meters in front of Zefa.

Using his hands and feet, Michelin lay down next to Zefa, looking at Zefa who had already passed away, he looked at Kizaru angrily.

He wanted to ask Kizaru why he was doing this. The teacher was obviously about to die, so why did he still treat him like this?

With trembling hands, he wiped away the blood from Zefa's mouth and nose. Michelin wanted to pick him up but didn't dare.

He thought he could accept Zefa's departure calmly, and he had been doing some psychological construction for himself when he came down from Mariejoia.

On the sea train, when I first arrived at Saiken Island, when I met the teacher and when I just watched the battle.

He thought he could accept Zefa dying for his ideals, but when he actually saw Zefa falling to the ground, he still couldn't accept it.

This is not something that can be accepted with prior psychological preparation.

Michelin knelt down next to Zefa. The blood on Zefa's face became dirtier and dirtier as he wiped it with his trembling hands, and soon it was all over his face.

Suddenly, a white handkerchief floated from the air to Michelin's eyes.

Taking the handkerchief, Michelin wiped away the blood on Zefa's face bit by bit with great care. Then he thought of something, rubbed his hands on his stiff face, and then tried his best to reveal an ugly smile.

He remembered that Zefa had said that although Michelin's smile was silly and silly, he thought it was very handsome.

Seemingly dissatisfied with his stiff face, Michelin rubbed his face vigorously again, and then tried again to smile that silly smile that the teacher liked so much.

But no matter how hard he rubbed, he just couldn't show the silly smile that the teacher liked.

Lieutenant General He, who arrived later, led Garp and the white-haired Sengoku and also came over, as did the lieutenant generals on the top of the mountain.

Seeing Michelin kneeling next to Zefa and trying hard to adjust his smile, he couldn't help but tilt his head.

Zefa has been confirmed to be completely dead, the volcanic rocks on the top of the mountain are also being cleaned, and the endpoint event is over.

After many attempts, Michelin seemed to have given up.

He straightened Zefa's broken glasses, then tore off a section of Zefa's cloak and slowly began to wrap it around his hands.

From his fingers to his wrists, Michelin's arms were now covered in black cloaks. From a distance, it looked as if he had a pair of black wrists.

"Z's will will be inherited by me, and the name of Black Wrist will be inherited by me."

Michelin repeated these two sentences over and over again, his lowered head slowly raised, and his body slowly stood up.

He was in front of Zefa, his wrists wrapped around the fragments of Zefa's cloak, his spine straight.

"I want to keep Ain and Binz, as well as [-] new marines."

The loud sound echoed throughout the island, and also attracted a group of lieutenant generals not far away who were doing post-war cleanup and termination.

Turning to face Lieutenant General He who heard the news, Michelin said again.

"I want to save Senior Sister Ai Yin and Senior Brother Binz. They are my only family, and there are [-] new sailors. They are the teacher's hard work and comrades in the past two years. I want to save them."

General Tsuru was very satisfied with Michelin's responsibility, but she knew that this was impossible. Akainu would not allow it, and neither would the World Government.

"You know, this is impossible..."

Lieutenant General He thought deeply for a while and said in a hoarse voice.

When Michelin heard this, he looked down at his 'black wrist', then raised his head again, his voice unusually firm.

"If I show my worth, can I keep them? Granny Crane, if you can't make a decision, then I want to talk to Marshal Sakaski."

Lieutenant General He wanted to say something else, but suddenly a hand appeared on his lower back and shoulder.

Looking back, the one who tapped me on the shoulder was Sengoku, and the one who poked me in the back was needless to say, it was definitely Garp.

Warring States nodded to Lieutenant General He.

Garp showed a silly smile to Lieutenant General He. He didn't know why he interfered with He.

He looked around at the reactions of the others. Everyone was thinking, but showed no objection.

"Sakaski is even harder to talk to than I am, Michelin boy."

Lieutenant General He said as he sent people to contact the marshal's phone bug with all his strength.

Blue, Blue,

"Moses, Moses, this is Sakaski."

The white phone bug that resembled Sakaski opened its eyes, and a sound came from the phone bug's mouth.

"Staff He, have your post-war statistical results come out? So soon?"

"I'm sorry. Zefa's disciple, Lieutenant General Michelin has some matters that I would like to ask you for in person." Lieutenant General He deliberately protected Michelin when he spoke.

Sakaski on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then his voice began to show a hint of anger.

"What can he ask me for? Does he want to protect Zefa's remaining members? This is impossible."

Lieutenant General He had known this result for a long time.

Michelin stepped forward and walked to the phone bug.

"Sakaski, I guarantee you. Nothing is absolute. Tell me your conditions."

Sakaski on the other side of the phone bug was obsessed for a moment. Through the phone bug, people could hear the sizzling sound of the desk being burned.

"Boy, you are very courageous. The navy is short of men. As long as you show your strength as a candidate general, you can save the lives of Zefa's remaining members."

Before Michelin could react, Sakaski's voice appeared again.

"Only the strength of the candidate general can only help you save their lives. After that, your official position will be reduced to the bottom, and then those remnants will also need to live the rest of their lives under the supervision of the navy."

Michelin's clenched fists creaked due to excessive exertion, which was not what he wanted.

"What if my strength exceeds that of the alternate general!"

"Hahahaha, how is it possible? If your boy's strength can really reach the general level, you will really protect Zefa's remnants."

Sakaski's phone-bug eyes suddenly noticed Michelin's hands wrapped in black strips of cloth.

"As long as you can defeat the two lieutenants, I will notify the navy and give you the name of Black Wrist."

Michelin's eyes flashed with a light of hope, but before he had any other thoughts, the words on the other end of the phone made him fall into the ice cave.

"Garp, Sengoku, it's time for you two semi-retired navy vice admirals to get active. Don't let me get in trouble."