"Should I say that I really deserve to be the crew of the Seven Martial Seas under His Majesty, but I have some ability."

Zefa walked slowly away from a distance, and where he passed, the sailors along the way spontaneously divided into two columns and saluted the honorable former general.

Noticing the respectful attitude of the sailors towards Zefa, Urki immediately realized that the old man in front of him was the culprit of the incident.

Although he is called a "strange monk", Urki does not have much of a "compassion" or "respect for the old and love for the young" qualities.

"Since the old thing can be the commander of the long-handed monster, his strength must not be weaker than that guy."

With such a thought, Urki smiled and threw a punch at Zefa:

"Since you know that we are the pirates of the Seven Martial Seas of Your Majesty and dare to attack us, then you must be ready to bear the wrath!"

As he said this, a heavy fist covered in armed domineering slammed into Zefa's face.

Boom!

After a heavy thud, Urki's complexion changed suddenly.

His first thought was the speed of the old thing, and he hadn't even seen how the mechanical arm was swinging.

Immediately after, he realized that something was wrong, after his fist collided with the mechanical arm, he actually felt that his physical strength was fading like a tide, not to mention maintaining his current body shape, and even retracting his fist was extremely difficult.

"It's ...... Hailou Stone!? Urki exclaimed in disbelief.

"Not bad." Zefa generously admitted this, and then turned his head to look at Xiu Zuodao:

"You will be knocked down by such a soft fist, it seems that Xiuzuo has indeed neglected to exercise all these years."

After shaking his head and sighing like this, the three-petal hook of the "crusher" of his right arm opened, clamping Ulki's fist tightly.

Looking at the surprised and frightened look on Urki's face, Zefa showed a somewhat cruel smile, and then used his right arm to lift up Urki, who was more than three hundred pounds, and smashed it down.

With just such a fall, the entire landing beach trembled three times, and the beach under Urki was smashed into a huge pit that shocked the eyes.

"Urki!" Rhea let out a cry of surprise, a little surprised by the terrifying power of the purple-haired old man in front of him.

Being able to lift Urki up easily, this power is probably comparable to that of the naval hero named Karp in the navy.

Just as the people of the Orn Pirates were shocked by Zefa's terrifying power, Zefa had already hooked his finger at Orn:

"Come on, Your Majesty the Seven Martial Seas, let me see how many catties and taels you have ......"

Speaking of this, Zefa's gaze swept over Yamato and the others one by one, and finally fell back to Orn's body and continued:

"Win me today, let you leave Thor Island completely, but if you lose, then don't blame me for being unkind."

From the moment he decided to enter the New World to defeat the pirates, Zefa had let go of his old "don't kill" creed, and now he was only one last bit of impetus away from the "Z" in the theatrical version who tried to destroy the New World.

"Sure enough, it's coming for me."

Through Zefa's words, Orn instantly thought of many things, and the last bit of worry in his heart was completely put down.

He has no grievances or enmity with Zefa, Zefa has no reason to hold on to him inexplicably, and now it seems that there is a high probability that the Warring States were instructed behind the scenes.

Since it is the meaning of the Warring States, it means that there are some things to talk about, and the two sides are not as endless as Zefa said.

This is naturally a good thing for Orn, as long as there is something to talk about, he can find an opportunity to pry open a crack in Zefa's heart, and logically guide Zefa's inner pain, and start a wave of countermeasures!

And there is only one prerequisite for accomplishing all this, and that is to defeat Zefa!

"In that case, let's do it."

As he spoke, Orn unloaded the droplets and Mjölnir from behind him, moved his body for a moment, and gently hooked his hand at Zefa.

"What? Not going to use your weapon? Zefa asked with some curiosity.

"I'm not like my subordinate, I still pay more attention to respecting the old and loving the young." Orn replied with a relaxed face.

"Respect the old and love the young?" The corners of Zefa's mouth hooked up a disdainful arc, and then his voice instantly became extremely cold:

"No kidding!"

If the pirate knew what it meant to respect the old and love the young, his wife and son would not have died, and his lovely students would not have died in a daze!

Thinking of the innocent dead, the ferocity in Zefa's eyes was even worse, and he came to Orn in a flash, and the crusher in his hand swung out in an uppercut gesture.

With this punch, Zefa used at least eighty percent of his strength, and the strong wind alone caused the sailors who were watching the battle around him to retreat several steps in unison.

But even so, Orn didn't choose to dodge, but swung his fist head-on and chose to collide with it.

Stupidity!

Zefa shook his head secretly in his heart, and he was extremely disappointed in this young man who was praised by the Warring States.

Obviously he is the same Devil Fruit ability as his subordinates, but after seeing the power of the Crusher, he can't dodge or dodge.

What a stupid choice?

I'm afraid this battle will soon come to an end!

Boom!

The muffled sound of fists colliding with fists pulled Zefa back to reality.

Unconsciously frowning, he felt that something was not quite right.

Subconsciously looked up, only to find that the young man on the opposite side was not as he expected, or was disturbed by the sea tower stone to show a painful expression.

On the contrary, this young man named Orn was looking at him with a relaxed face and a smile on his face.

It looked like...... He didn't seem to be affected by the Hailou Stone at all!

Zefa, who was a little unbeliever, took half a step back and redistanced himself from Orn before throwing another punch, this time not as heavy as before, but fast and urgent, and the air flow almost formed a substantial whirlwind around the two of them.

But even so, the kid named Orn in front of him still took all his attacks steadily, and even ...... Even left a shallow fist mark on his "shredder".

Looking at the fist marks on the crusher, Zefa's pupils couldn't help but shrink when he took the initiative to open with Orn again, and he finally couldn't hold it back, and asked what he was thinking:

"Why don't you seem to be completely affected by the shredder?"

Orn didn't hide it, and directly took out the low-purity Hailou stone handcuffs of himself and Yamato from his waist and shook it:

"The purity of the Hailou Stone in your big arm can't even compare to the handcuffs in my hand, so naturally it can't affect me."

Zefa looked at the handcuffs that had been cut off and the edges were faintly worn, and finally set off a storm in his heart.

Has this young man been using low-purity Hailou stone handcuffs to train himself in the past?

No wonder he was able to achieve such a feat at such a young age! No wonder Sengoku exclaims "It's a pity that Orn is not a navy".

Such a talented young man who is willing to practice hard will definitely be a future admiral if he is willing to join the navy!

Because of the low-purity Hailou Stone handcuff training, Zefa has greatly changed his opinion of Orn, but he doesn't plan to stop there.

He also wanted to see again, to see how powerful this kid could be!

So next, the faster he punched, the heavier the force, the fist wind brought by the "crusher" had already formed a strong storm, and many sailors could not escape and would even be swept into the sky by this strong wind.

But even so, Orn still performed with ease, and every time Zefa improved by one point, Orn became correspondingly stronger, just enough to take all of Zefa's attacks.

"Pick this thing, you can't keep up with me with something like this."

After about twenty or thirty rounds of fighting, Orn opened his mouth a little abruptly.

Binz in the distance subconsciously thought that Orn was bragging, but to his surprise, his Zefa teacher actually nodded obediently, and then really removed the "crusher", leaving only the black prosthetic that was no different from a normal arm.

"It's a lot more comfortable." Zefa let out such an exclamation with a smile, and then his fists began to cover the pitch-black armed color domineering:

"Then I'm going to get serious."

"Since you want to be serious, it's better to do it in one step." Orn looked at Zefa with a smile, and then purple-black thunder wrapped around his fists:

"You should be able to do it that way."

"This ......" Looking at the condensed armed color entanglement on Orn's fist, Zefa's heart set off a storm:

"Who taught you this!"

How old is Orn this year? According to the information of the main department, it is not yet the 25th birthday, that is, the 24th birthday!

You know, he Zefa didn't officially master the armed color winding until he was 38 years old and was promoted to admiral for merit! The young man in front of him directly took 14 years less than him, how could this not shock him.

"Lieutenant General Karp taught, judging by your age, you should be about the same age as Old Man Karp." Orn took the opportunity to throw out a message, hoping that Zefa would reveal his identity.

Sure enough, Zefa replied without much hesitation:

"Yes, I have been comrades-in-arms with him and Sengoku Xiaohe for more than thirty years."

Speaking of this, Zefa straightened his back, which was already a little rickety, and said solemnly:

"My name is 'Black Wrist' Zefa!"

"Zefa?!" Robin exclaimed appropriately.

"Is this old man famous?" Rhea also took the right place to be a compliment.

"Hmm," Robin nodded solemnly:

"Mr. Zefa was the existence of the Admiral in the past, along with the current Admiral Buddha no Sengoku!"

Orn also looked at Zefa at this time, his eyes full of admiration:

"It turned out to be the famous 'don't kill' general!"

No one doesn't like to be praised, and no one wants to be forgotten.

Even if he is as low-key as Zefa, when he heard that a talented young man like Orn actually remembered his name, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably:

"It's been a false name many years ago, I didn't expect a young man like you to know."

However, after the happiness, Zefa quickly calmed down, and then as Orn wished, he wrapped his fists with an armed color domineering:

"Go on, don't think that if you've heard of my name, I'll keep you."

"I can't ask for it." After Orn responded like this, he took the initiative to rush towards Zefa.

Bang Bang Bang!

Once the two sides use the armed color entanglement, the intensity of the battle will increase several times.

The entire shore of Thunder God Island showed faint signs of fragmentation, and the thunderstorms in the air seemed to be affected by the aftermath of the two sides fighting, and the thunder became more and more violent, illuminating the originally dull heaven and earth as if it were day.

At this point, both sides have used their full strength, and Orn is finally feeling a little pressure.

After all, he is a former general who has been galloping on the sea for more than ten years, although he is now old and frail, and his combat power has declined greatly, but his physical skills are getting older and more demonic, and he has already achieved the degree of integration.

It's just that the basic naval six styles that can't be more basic have almost been played by him, and the completely different permutations and combinations with various unexpected offensive methods have opened Aoun's eyes many times, and there have been several times that have dealt heavy blows to Orn that he can't defend against.

However, after all, Orn is an animal-based Devil Fruit Awakener, and his physical strength and resistance to blows are all first-class, so although he has been hit by Zefa several times in a row, he is still the same as no one.

On the contrary, after being hit by Orn a few times, Zefa's physical strength has visibly declined sharply, and his breathing is becoming more and more rapid.

Clang~

After another full-strength collision between the two sides, Orn took a slight half step back, but Zefa retreated a full three steps away, and the armed colors wrapped around his fists suddenly collapsed.

"Drink~"

After the arms were wrapped around him, Zefa was half-kneeling on the ground, pressing his chest in pain, as if there was a bellows ringing in his chest.

"Teacher!"

Binzi, who was in the distance, hurriedly rushed to the front when he saw this, and after groping around Zefa for a while, he took out a bottle of asthma spray and sprayed Zefa one after another.

After a while, Zefa's breathing gradually stabilized, but his figure was visibly rickety.

Glancing at Orn, who was still looking at him, he smiled bitterly and shook his head lightly:

"It's me who loses."

"Teacher, it's clear that your asthma will ......, if you don't get sick, it's not certain who wins or loses!"

Binz subconsciously hugged his teacher, but in exchange for a stern look from Zefa, he was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to continue.

Orn didn't dwell too much on things like winning or losing, and he was mentally dividing Zefa's strength at this time.

Judging from the previous battles, the current Zefa obviously does not have the strength of a general, even if he uses the armed color winding, he can have a royal deputy level at most.

However, because of his extremely rich combat experience, if he really wants to fight, it is estimated that he will be able to suppress the emperor and vice president in a short time.

But as time goes by, Zefa's strength will plummet as his physical strength gradually declines, and in the last few encounters, Orn even feels like Hancock can touch Zefa when he comes.

"As long as the asthma problem is solved, it is the deputy ...... the emperor."

Thinking like this, Orn's gaze unconsciously shifted to Law.

This can also be counted as one of the bargaining chips......

(End of chapter)