Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

   Chapter 446 Edward Weibull

   But the next moment, Gion, who also heard the content of the phone bug, reacted and said quickly.

   "Yan, calm down first, Mr. Zefa's combat power is extremely strong, no matter how strong the opponent is, it is impossible to be defeated directly, and there will definitely be a distress message sent back to Marin Fando."

   "We are now preparing the battleship to set off, and contacting the communications department to confirm the location of the distress information, and at the same time let the nearest naval base send reinforcements to Mr. Zefa, it will definitely be too late..."

   However, before Gion could finish speaking, Ion's figure suddenly flashed, shot straight into the sky, and swept away in one direction.

   "Idiot, if the opponent is an existence that even Mr. Zefa can't resist, it won't help you to go alone..."

   However, before Gion's words of dissuasion were finished, Ion's figure had completely disappeared from the sky.

   "Damn it!"

  Gion scolded secretly, and while burning with anxiety, he quickly swept in the direction of the Naval Building.

  …

   Time, a little bit forward.

The training ship led by   Zefa still maintained a certain speed at night and sailed towards the established sea area, and all the students on the training ship except Zefa were students of the naval school.

  Because of the so-called internship program, it is not simply to let these students see blood and arrest pirates with their own hands.

  More, it is to cultivate students' ability to deal with various crises encountered while sailing on the great route, including but not limited to severe weather, ocean currents with hidden dangers, pirate attacks, and sea king attacks.

Therefore, although Zefa personally followed the practice boat to ensure the safety of the students, unless the students encountered an irresistible crisis, Zefa would hardly take action, but tried his best to cultivate and train the students. ability.

  As the night shrouded the sea, most of the people on the training ship had already fallen asleep.

   The student who was responsible for the lookout gradually fell into a drowsy state, not even noticing that a raft was approaching the training boat at an abnormal speed on the sea.

   Until…

"boom!"

   A slight crash sounded, and then the sound of a behemoth falling to the deck sounded.

   "What... what's going on?"

  The student at the observation post suddenly woke up, hurriedly stood up and looked towards the deck, only to see a huge two-story black shadow already standing on the deck.

   "Hehehehe..."

   A series of idiot-like laughter echoed eerily across the deck.

   Immediately, before the student at the observation post could see what was going on, the huge black shadow suddenly jumped and appeared in front of the observation post more than ten meters high.

   The faint moonlight shone down, and the students at Lookout Post clearly saw the face that suddenly appeared in front of them, and their pupils shrank subconsciously.

A white beard with a crescent-shaped upward curve, ugly and ferocious facial features, a snot that can't be ignored hanging from the nose, a huge knife scar running through the left side of the face from top to bottom, two long scattered golden hair tied randomly into two whips .

   However, before the student at the lookout post reacted and sounded the alarm.

   In the next moment, a cold beam occupied all the vision of the student at Lookout Post. A long-handled broadsword cut him in half, and even split the main mast made of steel into two pieces.

   "Boom!"

The loud sound of    the main mast falling on the deck also completely awakened most of the students and Zefa who had fallen asleep on the training ship.

"what happened?"

  Zefa quickly rushed out of the room, his eyes swept around, and he immediately noticed the huge figure and... more than ten students who had fallen in a pool of blood and breathless.

  In an instant, Zefa's pupils could not help shrinking, and he murmured in shock.

   "'Whitebeard II' Edward Weibull!!!"

   "Hehehe..."

   Slowly withdrew the long-handled broadsword from a corpse, Weibull looked at Zefa who appeared with an angry expression on his face.

   "I found you, the **** who hurt me back then."

   "You bastard, dare to attack Lao Tzu's training ship!"

   The next moment, Zefa, who knew Weibull's monster-like strength, made a bang, his arms were covered with a domineering aura that looked like a real weapon, and he brazenly greeted Weibull.

   "Clang!"

  The long-handled broadsword in Weibull's hand and Zefa's pitch-black fist slammed together, making a sound like a symphony of gold and iron, and the visible collision air waves washed away in all directions.

   And Ze's Law glared at Weibull and shouted.

   "When I arrested you, I didn't expect that you were lucky enough to escape during the escort. You didn't take the initiative to change your mind, but you dared to take the initiative to send it to the door. Do you want me to arrest you again?"

   Facing the furious Zefa, Weibull, who had a dull expression, said word by word. "Hey hey, I'll tear up you bastard."

Immediately, Weibull's legs were slender, but his body and arms were full of terrifying muscles. The body suddenly moved, and the long-handled sword that pressed against Zefa's fists suddenly burst out with extremely terrifying power. Directly push Zefa back from the front.

   So strong!

   The expression of Zefa, whose body couldn't help but retreat, changed slightly. He didn't expect Weibull's power to have grown to such a degree.

   In terms of pure strength, this guy who has always called himself "Whitebeard II" is no weaker than the young "Whitebeard" Edward Newgate.

  The corner of Zefa's eyes flashed over the students around who seemed a little panicked, as well as those who had fallen into a pool of blood, and the once nightmarish memories reappeared in his mind.

   In the past, his wife and children died tragically at the hands of the pirates, but Zefa, the admiral of the navy, failed to protect them. This time...

  ‘Don’t underestimate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is Zefa! ’

  The blue veins of Zefa stomped heavily on the deck made of steel, forcibly stopping the backing body.

   "Navy Six-Type Shave!"

   The next moment, Zefa's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Weibull in an instant, and his domineering fist covered with armament blasted the slightly slow-moving Weibull's chest with a strong wind.

   "Navy Six Types, Esoteric, Iron Fist Peak"

   "Boom!"

   The exaggerated air waves generated by the contact between this punch and Weibull suddenly appeared behind Weibull, swept away towards the sea with a bang, and even rolled up the sky.

   "Is it done?"

The    punch slammed into Weibull's body, and just had such an idea in Zefa's heart, and an idiot-like laughter came into Zefa's ears.

   "Hehehehe..."

   (end of this chapter)