In Smoker's memory, this man had never used the stone stick in his hand, at least in the face of his younger brothers and sisters, this man had never used the stone stick in his hand, and now he was able to let him use the stone stick in his hand, which would be his own progress, and it would only take a few more years......

However, in the next moment, Smoker's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Sith grabbed the stone stick in his hand in an instant and pulled it back to his side, and the next moment, his hand reached out directly, directly grasping the so-called small square huge white ball that was about to explode, and in Smoker's surprised eyes, the only mouth that appeared under the man's mask had already grinned his own.

"This kind of fruit training is enough, but why do you need to pursue your destructive power, blind everyone's eyes, strengthen your physical warfare, and use your physical combat power to suppress your opponent when others can't observe you, isn't it a better thing?"

Sith gently crushed the huge amount of smoke and dust in Smoker's surprised eyes.

"At least if you're like this, maybe you can hold on to my hands for a longer time, instead of directly exhausting your physical strength with just one move like now, making it impossible for you to move in my movements."

However, in the next moment, Sith seemed to grasp something, re-grasping his already open palm, and at this moment, he came to Smoker's side, and under Smoker's surprised eyes, the burly man made a throwing motion.

And it was such an action, and at the end of this long road was the pier, and there was a sense of vibration under the man's step.

"Little ones, get out of that place."

"Bone Fist Meteor!!"

In Smoker's surprised eyes, the man reached out and grabbed the smoke, and the next moment, the man threw the smoke as a ball, and in this process, the breeze that could have been blown away as long as it touched the breeze was forcefully suppressed by the man in the palm of his hand in the next moment.

However, this is not what shocked Smoker.

What shocked him was the extremely strong wind pressure brought by the fist that the man had just swung.

"Even Lieutenant General Karp may not be able to achieve such a state."

Seeing that all the bricks had been suppressed by the strong wind pressure and completely sunk down for a while, Smoker was a little shocked, of course, he was even more unhappy, because during all these years of his training, this man, this terrifying man became stronger.

"Just the previous move is enough to make you a commodore in the headquarters of the navy, but it is only a commodore general, if you want to become a rear admiral or vice admiral, boy, now you are not qualified at all."

The Sith walked slowly towards the docks at the end of the city.

"I'm just here to see you, junior brother, and by the way, take care of these pirates, so, what I say to you, if you are willing to listen, then listen, if you don't want to, then feel free."

"However, Smoker, if you want to carry out your own justice, then try your best to be stronger, become strong, only then will you not be swayed by others, only in this way, will you be qualified to carry out your own justice."

Sith waved his hand slowly, and the huge figure stepped among the road masonry that he had caused before him, and the man walked farther and farther away at the sound of the road masonry shattering.

"But, junior brother, if you want, go and clean up the scum in these navy, I just got the information of these wine bags and rice bags from Admiral Akainu some time ago, embezzlement, bribery, collusion with pirates, bullying the township, relying on the power of the navy, these guys really dare to do it!"

Suddenly remembering something, Sith turned around, and in the midst of his sneer, took out a few documents from his arms and placed them in front of his junior brother, who was still unable to recover from the previous shock, and raised his eyebrows.

"Lieutenant General, you have a little strength, every time you always come to such a little thing, the brothers are almost blown into the sea by you, but fortunately, the brothers' training has not fallen much, and they have not been shaken by the wind."

A brigadier general ran up to his own general, looking at the lieutenant general, who had regained his composure, complaining about the guy's lack of prompting.

"It's you who are slack, from now on, you should hurry back to that place and give me a good exercise, in a few days, maybe there will be a huge wave on the ocean, according to the bloodline of our Karp family, my stupid nephew should be about to make trouble."

The Sith narrowed his eyes, as if he were staring at something.

For the posture of his boss, the brigadier felt sad for the grandson of Lieutenant General Karp, who had never heard of it.