The Pirate's Ultimate Swordsman, One Man is the Royal Group

Arthur, who was very interested, suddenly compared Dorag's Dragon Claw Fist with Cooper's Eagle Claw.

His expression changed instantly and he felt a little strange.

The posture of Dragon Claw Fist is to turn the five fingers into three dragon claws, with the little finger and ring finger closed and bent, and the middle finger and index finger closed and bent.

It happens to be exactly the same as a dragon's claw, but...

"Cooper?" Cooper noticed that Arthur was looking at his feet with strange eyes, and he looked down at his own thick feet.

Then he raised his head and tilted it to compare the two men's hands.

“…!” Dorag was stunned when he saw the three thick eagle claws on the front of Cooper’s feet, and thought of the three words “Eagle Claw Fist”.

"Eagle Claw!" Arthur said loudly what he wanted to say:

"Cooper, you come and learn too."

"Learn the Colonel's moves, then change your name and make it your own, Cooper."

While the three were discussing, Major Crow suddenly came to Dorag and said, "I'm going to ask for leave to go back to the North Sea this time, Colonel. I really can't handle such a high-intensity mission."

"The soldiers are tired, and I am tired too." Dorag also sighed deeply and continued, "I think I will go to the Full-time Tree and check out the modern and ancient history."

Seeing that the two were about to discuss something, Arthur left on his own accord and went to the deck to fight with Cooper's Eagle Claw.

These words made Arthur secretly guess that Monkey D. Dragon was about to rebel from the navy.

Major Crow looked at Arthur, nodded, and whispered to Dorag:

"He is a rare genius, Colonel. If you really want to leave the Navy, please win him over."

At the age of 14, he learned five of the six styles of the Navy in one week, plus the potential for revealed Armament Haki and Observation Haki.

His swordplay was even more unpredictable and lightning fast.

How could Dorag not win over such a genius?

……

Two days later, the time for returning home passed in a flash.

Grand Line, Marinford Sea.

The sound of steel echoed beneath the sea, and the door of justice slowly closed.

The warship entered Marinford and sailed for about 2 hours before slowly approaching the dock of the Navy Headquarters.

“Dock——!”

On the deck, Guernica and Arthur were sparring, and Guernica, who was proficient in the six styles of the Navy, was unilaterally crushed by Arthur.

The warship lowered the gangway, but the soldiers did not line up to rush ashore. Instead, they watched the fight on the deck in shock.

"What's going on? Why isn't any soldier coming down?"

Below the ship, Zefa had been waiting there early after hearing the news. He had long been interested in Arthur's potential and battle reports, and came here specifically to see what he looked like with his own eyes.

Listening to the lively atmosphere on the warship, he was the first to step onto the gangway and board the warship only to find out.

Hundreds of navy and government officials surrounded the two fighting teenagers and watched.

"General Zefa...you..." A soldier spotted Zefa and saluted him with cold sweat all over his body.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on him in an instant, and they all made way for him.

"Eagle Claw Fist!" Arthur put his fingers in the posture of Dragon Claw Fist, but shouted the three words "Eagle Claw Fist", which made Dorag beside him very angry.

Dorag immediately scolded him:

"Hey! If you learn my moves, you should call them by their names, Arthur, you bastard."

"Finger gun!" Guernica was not to be outdone and used his finger gun to collide with Arthur's claws.

Arthur quickly grabbed his right index finger with his claws, like an eagle clawing a snake, and bound his finger tightly.

"Can't move!"

Arthur then twisted it suddenly and laughed, "With this hardness, I'm afraid it can't even withstand Cooper's attack."

With a snap, Guernica's index finger joint was dislocated, and the pain made his facial expression distorted.

"Ah!" The moment Guernica screamed, Arthur swung out with his left fist -!

He punched him and sent him flying into the cabin behind him, creating a big hole in it.

The outcome was decided—the voices cheering for Arthur were heard from the deck of the warship.

When the government officials saw that Guernica had been defeated, their faces turned dark.

This means that the navy is still stronger than the CP intelligence agency, but has less power than the CP intelligence agency.

"Not bad! Not bad! He looks like a lively and energetic young man." Zefa walked towards Arthur, and everyone fell silent.

He walked up to Arthur wearing purple casual clothes and a cloak of justice that symbolized justice and status.

He bared his teeth and looked at Arthur with a smile on his face.

The sturdy physique, strong spirit and momentum made Arthur realize the gap between himself and the other party at a glance.

This keen perception is his instinct, something he absolutely cannot overcome at the moment.

Arthur covered his nose and looked at Zefa uncomfortably: "You smell so much of alcohol."

"Hahahaha! What's wrong with a man drinking a little wine, kid?" Zefa laughed when he heard that.

The soldiers on the deck all broke out in cold sweat.

Because, Zephyr is a true legend in the hearts of all the navy, and he was the representative of power and strength before.

"If you drink too little, wine is an elixir, but if you drink too much, it is poison." Arthur was also shocked by his courage and bowed to him consciously: "But the smell of wine on you makes me feel infinitely decadent even from such a close distance."

"Hmm?" After hearing this, the smile on Zefa's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Arthur seriously.

Looking at that energetic and high-spirited appearance, he thought of his past self.

"You are absolutely right, Drago. Let me take care of this kid."

"Whatever you want, instructor. The navy leave approval for our mission at sea has been approved." Dorag grinned at Arthur and left the warship, as if to say, you'll have to bear the consequences...

"What about me? Hello?" Arthur asked loudly as he watched the people gradually leave.

He was also a member of the Eivor Sea mission and was injured in Punk Hazard. He felt that he should take a vacation.

"Uh... Chief Instructor Zefa..." Guernica, who was bleeding from Arthur's punch, walked out of the cabin and said to Zefa: "Can we leave this warship? We want to go back."

A sparring match is not a duel. As long as no arms or legs are broken or no one is killed, there is no problem.

But he was afraid of Arthur's strength. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through Arthur's defense.

"I understand. Come with me, little brat." Zefa turned around, and Arthur saw the words "Cloak of Justice" on his back.

It seemed very heavy and sad, which was totally inconsistent with the smile on his face.

Arthur had no choice but to take Cooper and follow Zephyr into the dock of Marinford.

"The rumored admiral of the navy, Black Arm Zephyr..." Arthur smelled the very strong and pungent smell of alcohol on Zephyr: "If I had experienced what you said in the news, I'm afraid I would not be able to accept it and would go crazy."