I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

"Eh??"

Weibull was taken aback for a moment, only to feel his right hand numb, and then he lost all consciousness.

What's this?

Weibull swept away from the corner of his eyes, and then saw that the white light was a slender blade, but it seemed something was wrong.

How could there be a blade extending from the sky?

No, no, how could this slender blade penetrate his right hand so easily?

Just as Weibull was very confused, he only felt that his eyes flashed, and the slender blade that penetrated his right hand had disappeared.

Wrong...Illusion?

Just when Weibull had this doubt in his mind.

"puff……"

With a faint sound, centering on the opening through the white light on the right hand, all the cells were ablating almost at an explosive speed.

Before Weibull could react, the entire right hand had completely disappeared.

It wasn't until then that the unparalleled sense of pain came into Weibull's nerves, and for the first time he wailed in pain.

"what!!!"

Fat... what happened?

Zefa and Sora were also stunned at this time, completely unaware of what had just happened.

With their sight, only a white light fell from the sky, but it disappeared in an instant. Then Weibull retreated and screamed and wailed. The right hand that was holding the long-handled sword was completely gone.

In the next instant, a figure appeared in front of Zefa and Kong, and that simple nightgown seemed to have just left the house and walked around unexpectedly.

Kong's eyes froze for a moment, and soon recognized the familiar figure, shouting in surprise.

"My father?!"

"Lieutenant General Ion?"

Zefa was even more surprised by this, and he didn't understand why Ion appeared here.

With his back to Sora, Ion took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the horror expression on his face, turned to Sora with a smile, nodded, and carefully put the Ying holding down in his arms. .

"Ying, how do you feel?" Ion asked cautiously.

Yan, who hadn't recovered until now, looked at Ion dullly and blinked in a daze, only then slowly recovered.

Then……

With a "wow", Ying burst into tears, hugged Ion, and said with sobs.

"Father... Father, woooo, Ying almost thought she was going to die... Never see your father again, and can't be your lovely daughter anymore... oooo..."

Ion's face was full of distress and pity, and he gently touched Ying's head, comforting. "It's okay, it's okay, father is here, how are you? Is there any injury?"

"Uuuuuuuuu...a scared to death...Ying feels hurt everywhere, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Ion's expression of pity on his face was even greater, but he still worked hard to let Ying loose her tightly held hands and inspected the wound on Ying's body.

Soon, when Ion saw the bony wound on Ying's chest, his face shook almost uncontrollably.

If it weren't for Ying's physique different from ordinary people, I am afraid that this blow could kill a child of this age on the spot.

Sora on the side looked at Ion's expression that was both angry and pitiful, and couldn't help feeling a little bit savage.

My father only cared about Ying, but Ying's wound looked scary, but the bleeding had stopped automatically, and he would be healed automatically in the next few days.

His injury is even more exaggerated than Ying's. Shouldn't his ribs or anything else be broken?

If you can be cared by your father like Ying, you can act like a baby in your father's arms.

However, before Sora was hesitating whether to cry as well, Weibull screamed and wailed continuously, and then rushed towards Ion and Ying with his left hand holding a long-handled sword.

This brutal and crazy aura, like a wounded beast, made Zefa, who was always alert to Weibull's movement, his heart tightened, and he quickly reminded him loudly.

"Be careful! Lieutenant General Ion."

As the voice fell, Zefa wanted to rush up to Weibull to block the opponent.

However, as soon as Zefa moved, Ion raised his hand to block Zefa.

"No need to!"

In the next moment, a large number of cherry blossoms suddenly rose, directly blocking Weibull's path more than 20 meters away.

Layer after layer, almost in the blink of an eye, with Weibull as the center, a large number of cherry blossoms formed a labyrinth generally trapping Weibull in it.

"Boom boom boom!"

The violent roar continued to sound, and the entire training ship was trembling.

But under the obstacles and entanglements of countless cherry blossoms, Weibull, who doesn't understand the domineering and obscured vision, can only pour its own power against a large number of cherry blossoms like a terrifying and extremely similar beast.

And Ion stood up slowly, patted Ying's head and said.

"Chief Instructor Zefa, this pirate will be handled by me. Could you please help me and take care of Kong and Ying?"

Zefa hesitated and said. "Lieutenant General Ion, the physique of this pirate is not weaker than that of Whitebeard's youth. It is a body comparable to a monster. You are alone..."

Before Zefa finished speaking, Ion said in a decisive tone.

"Don't say that it is not weaker than that of Baibeard's youth, even if the person standing here is Baibeard himself, the result will not be the slightest change."

Zefa was taken aback for a moment, never expected that Ion would have such a degree of self-confidence.

‘Lieutenant General Ion...not kidding. ’

Zefa stared at Ion deeply, and reconsidered this newly promoted "Navy Hero" and... his strength.

As for this Lieutenant Admiral, the upper limit of his strength is still not very clear even for the high-level navy.

I only know that Lieutenant General Ion is a person with the "cherry blossom fruit" ability, weak in body, good at speed and domineering, and he is also the owner of domineering, the most brilliant record is that he has penetrated the ancient weapon·Pluto beyond common sense. .

But no one knows how much the specific combat power has reached.

Now that Ion made such a declaration, it made Zefa a little dubious.

After all, even if Zefa is the most familiar and powerful Lieutenant General Karp, he is not completely sure that he can defeat White Beard one-on-one.

However, Ion didn't explain anything to Zefa anymore, and instead said to Ying Yukong with a gentle smile.

"The following pictures are not suitable for children to watch, so Sora, and Ying, can you close your eyes and say ten sounds?"

"Well, my father." Ying rubbed her wet eyes, agreed, then closed her eyes.

Sora asked quietly.

"My father, are ten sounds enough? How about..."