The soldiers looked at Waldford with a smiling expression, as if they saw that they were also such a clumsy look when they first joined the Navy.

In the process of dressing next, Waldford was beaten by Don a total of thirteen punches, and the other party cried.

The fist with the armed color domineering really hurts to the bone marrow.

"Since you wear this dress, you must be worthy of him!"

"Change your old style and become a qualified navy!"

"Don't cry, smile at me, smile! A navy, how can you cry? ”

Don's voice kept coming out, making the corners of the soldiers' mouths tremble, and they felt that the way the young vice admiral led the troops was really unique enough, and the new navy was also suffering.

Under the strong suppression, Waldford finally put on his military uniform, and he stood there straight, with two tear stains on his cheeks, looking bitter, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

"This is like a person."

Tang En only then reluctantly nodded, expressing satisfaction.

Waldorf: "I want to cry!" ”

Then, Don En didn't care about this perverse and pompous boy, it will be a long time in the future, and he will slowly concoct it, he is confident that he can train the other party into a qualified navy.

The roar of the island continued, and he and the lieutenant general stood at the bow of the ship, looking into the island.

The two talked to each other, and soon he learned something.

This middleman's name is Modle, and he is thirty-five years old, and he has been a lieutenant general at this age, which can be regarded as a young talent. It's just that after reaching this position, the strength stops, and it is difficult to advance, so it is estimated that this life is like this.

This was the information of Lieutenant General Modile, and he learned from him about the voyage of the air, and learned that the two men on this island had been fighting for three days and three nights.

"Three days and three nights!"

Sighing, Don admired in his heart.

Having experienced the battle, he naturally knew how exaggerated the physical strength and energy required for such a long period of time was. With his physical condition at the moment, it is completely impossible to do this. From this, it can also be seen that there is a gap between him and these world's top powerhouses.

"Marshal Sky is really strong, and Redfield is also the world's top pirate."

"They fight, I really don't know who will win in the end."

Modler sighed.

Don narrowed his eyes and didn't answer the question.

He knew very well that the difference in strength between the two men was extremely small, and the final result of the battle was likely to be a defeat for both sides, with Redfield winning by a narrow margin.

Looking at the crumbling, dusty island, and listening to the roaring thunder in his ears, Don's heart turned.

He came up with a bold idea.

"Exhausted, exhausted Redfield, can I fight him?"

It's a very impulsive and risky idea. But it's worth trying, a sea pirate like Redfield is powerful, and once caught, it will be a huge success for the navy! For the world, it is a great deterrent, which can boost morale, and the benefits are unimaginable.

Because here, there is no good terrain like Flavor Island, and there are no sweets full of sweets for him to swallow, providing a steady stream of power and physical strength. Once he ventures into battle, he has a very short time to fight with the opponent with all his might.

In the nuclear power state, the time it can last is 35 seconds!

He's only thirty-five seconds!

In a short period of time, a comprehensive explosion, his strength is incomparably strong in these thirty seconds.

As for the nuclear explosion, Donn did not think about it at all.

In the face of a person like Redfield, who has seen and heard prominently and reached the pinnacle, the other party can keenly perceive the danger, so as to quickly avoid it, and it is difficult to hurt the other party at all.

"Karp picked up a bargain after his battle."

"Although there is a huge gap between me and him, it has exploded in a short period of time."

His eyes froze, and Don clenched his fists.

"You can give it a try!"

After making his decision, Don closed his eyes and began to adjust the state of his body.

Fighting against such a world-class powerhouse, he must maintain his spirit and spirit at the peak in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

"In this battle, if the Marshal of the Air Force wins, then it will be a strong blow to the pirates, and the morale of our navy will also reach its peak, and it is even possible to use this as a step to go deeper into the great channel, reverse the decline that has been going all along, and take the initiative!"

"But if Redfield wins, it's not a big deal!"

Modler was worried, both excited and a little afraid.

As soon as these two people encountered, a big battle began, and it was inevitable that they would have similar thoughts in their hearts.

Whether it's Sora or Redfield, they are both on top of the world, and the defeat of either side will be a huge help to the other. Fame and status will be invisibly elevated.

Don didn't respond, he had sunk into his own world, trying to adjust.

Modler also fell silent, watching the battle carefully.

It can be seen that the battle between the two is scorching, and it is impossible to tell the winner in a short period of time.

"I don't know how long the battle will last!"

With a sigh, Mordler felt helpless.

In the face of this existence on the top of the world, although he has always claimed to be powerful, he has also experienced powerlessness.

Nothing can be done, from the protagonist to the onlooker.

Time gradually passed, and the battle between the two was reincarnated at sunset, day and night, and eleven days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Their battle lasted eleven days, an astonishing amount of time, one day more than Don had expected.

At noon on the 11th day, this nameless desert island, which had been torn apart and turned into ten floating islands, walked out in the midst of the smoke.

"Ledfield!!"

Mordler exclaimed, his scalp tingling, his whole body frozen, and his strength seemed to be drained.

Marshal of the air, actually defeated?

"It's worthy of the admiral Kong, it's really powerful, and it can hurt me like this."

Redfield walked slowly out of the island, with a man in his hand in his hand, and it was empty.

At this moment, Kong's wheezing sound was violent, his body was bruised, and he was dragged along, without the strength to resist, and he had lost the slightest strength.

Looking at Ledfield, the sea thief of the time, his robe was also torn in many places, bloodstains were transformed, and his eyes and nose were even more purple and bloodstained, which was very embarrassing. Between walks, the chest rises and falls, and in large gulps of air.

They all went through the fiercest battles of their lives and reached their limits.

"Still, I won!"

Coming to the shore and looking at the sluggish and frightened navy on the warship ahead, Redfield smiled haughtily and disdainfully.

"Navy, that's it!"

There was silence, and no one dared to resist the words of the sea thief.

The corners of Waldford's mouth trembled, and he, who had always been bold and exaggerated, did not dare to open his mouth to speak at this time.

Even the admiral has been defeated, who else can defeat this sea thief?

Morale was instantly low, and the navy trembled.

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out, and everyone saw a white shadow flash in front of them, and the person was already in front of Redfield.

"Ledfield, after today."

"You stay in the Advance City Prison and repent of the rest of your pirate life!"

Modler looked up suddenly, his face shocked: "Lieutenant General Donne! ”

Sora, who was dragged to the ground, was also shocked all over his body at this moment, and his expression changed drastically.

"Donne!"