Who made him the Pirate King?.

Chapter 162 An invitation from the Navy Guerrillas! (Two more chapters, please subscribe!)
Storm raised his hand and gestured to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon's abdomen suddenly began to fluctuate and the clay surged in all directions, revealing the scene inside.

A big guy who was about six or seven meters tall was sleeping soundly inside, and his loud snoring could be heard directly outside.

Because of the distance between them and the other person's strange sleeping posture, Zefa couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.

But he could see clearly the messy long golden hair that looked like pine trees, and the white crescent-shaped beard hidden among the golden hair, which looked particularly abrupt and eye-catching.

Perhaps he sensed the signal in Zefa's eyes, or perhaps he sensed the threat from somewhere.

Edward Wilbur, who was in deep sleep, suddenly grunted and his snoring stopped abruptly.

Then, he rolled over on the soft clay, scratched his butt with his hand, mumbled something that no one could hear, and started snoring again.

Zefa's eyelids twitched slightly.

This guy who couldn't even sense the enemy approaching him, was the vicious pirate who almost slaughtered an entire class of elite navy recruits in the training camp a few years ago?

Zefa felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, Zefa suddenly felt something was wrong.

The "Edward Weeble" in Blue-Eyes White Dragon seemed to be different from the person he remembered.

The hair, beard and scars on the body were all correct, but he seemed to be smaller and not as fat as before.

"Is he really Edward Weeble?"

Zefa didn't come closer, but just turned his head to look at Storm.

"Why do you seem to have lost a lot of weight?"

"It's not just like that. He really has lost weight, and he just lost weight a few days ago."

As Storm's mind moved, the surrounding earth was assimilated into soft clay.

A clay coffin was transported out from the interior of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and appeared silently in front of Zefa.

"Teacher Zefa, you can take a look at this one, she is really 'thin'."

Zefa looked down at the corpse in the white coffin.

The skinny old woman had no water in her body, like a dried corpse that had died from the scorching sun in the desert.

Even Zefa couldn't recognize the other person's true identity for a moment.

"Who is this?"

"Buckingham Stussy, I told you, Mr. Zephyr."

Storm explained.

"Although I didn't kill this female pirate myself, I did put in a lot of effort in hunting her down."

Well, let the Blue-Eyes White Dragon roar a few times...

It really exhausted Storm.

"Buckingham Stussy..."

Zephyr looked at the mummy in the white coffin in front of him, and remembered the short old woman who attacked the battleship of the recruit training camp with Edward Weible a few years ago, and the blonde beauty in the Rocks Pirates.

"You really deserve to die!"

"I think so too."

Storm nodded and asked casually.

"Teacher Zefa, do you want to keep this body?

"Crocodile's [Sand-Sand Fruit] has drained all the moisture from this corpse. It is now close to the level of a 'specimen' and should be able to be preserved for a long time."

"...Hurry up and get rid of the body!"

Zefa was speechless for a moment, then immediately urged.

"Who would want to collect corpses?"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea, Gekko Moriah!"

Storm gave an example at random.

"Since the teacher doesn't want her, I'll just throw her away."

The best destination for pirates is undoubtedly the sea.

Storm didn't hesitate and threw Buckingham Stussy's body into the vast ocean.

Zephyr doesn't need this body.

Storm doesn't need it even more.

A dried corpse fell into the sea, splashing a few waves.

The sea water rolled and the waves smoothed everything.

Zephyr ignored Buckingham Stussy.

Now that the old woman is dead, the feud between him and the other party has come to an end.

Zephyr was just about to take a step forward and walk towards Edward Weeble to see what this "Whitebeard III" was like.

But at this moment, Storm suddenly reached out to stop the other party.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zephyr."

Storm's right hand pressed on Zefa's left arm.

"I have made some insignificant progress in developing my abilities recently, which may be useful to you."

As the words fell.

Storm released the power of the [Clay Fruit] and created a clay doll that looked exactly like Zephyr.

He raised his knife and cut off the left arm of the clay doll, then weighed and felt it.

Zefa watched Storm's actions and his eyes twitched.

"What on earth are you doing, kid?"

"immediately."

Storm flashed and appeared on the right side of Zefa's body.

He stretched out his right hand and held down Zefa's right arm, while continuing to release the power of the [Clay Fruit] to directly pinch out a brand new arm for the latter.

Storm can guarantee that Zefa's right arm is exactly the same as his left arm!
"My hand..." Zefa raised his right hand and felt its presence for the first time in a long time.

He then moved his five fingers a few times, and the new arm actually moved along with his movements.

“Why two left hands?”

"Sorry, sorry, that was a mistake."

Storm adjusted quickly.

"Teacher, please try again."

Zefa saw that his "right hand" had returned to being his "right hand" and started moving again.

The next moment, he released [Armament Haki] and tried to wrap around his right hand.

however……

Snapped!
Under Storm's gaze, Zefa's right hand exploded instantly, and the flesh-colored clay splashed everywhere like flowers scattered by a fairy.

"...Your thing is totally useless! Storm! You can't even withstand [Haki]!"

"Your [Haki] is too strong! Teacher Zefa!"

Storm said helplessly, and then pinched Zefaxin's right hand again.

"Don't use your [Haki] at full strength, be gentle."

No matter what.

Storm was also educated by Zefa for a period of time.

In his heart, he still admires this teacher very much.

So at this time, even if it takes a lot of energy to massage Zefa's hands.

Storm was also willing.

Feeling Storm's sincere feelings, Zefa stopped urging him.

The two tested the time together for a while.

Finally, they created an arm that both of them were satisfied with.

Under Storm's careful control.

Zefa's clay right arm is exactly the same as that of a normal person. It looks like an ordinary right hand, and it is not as exaggerated and fierce as the previous huge mechanical arm.

Feeling this very strange yet familiar right hand, Zephyr once again released [Armament Haki] and wrapped around his fist.

This time, his [Armament Haki] did not resist the arm, but treated it as a special weapon, wrapping and entangled it only from the outside.

Zefa's right hand was instantly dyed black by [Armament Haki].

Black Arm Zephyr appeared in front of Storm in his complete form.

Zefa tested his new right hand tirelessly as if he had just got a new gadget.

Although the robotic arm built by naval scientists using seastone and precious metals is indeed powerful.

But this "clay arm" is also a gift that the disciple has poured his heart and soul into.

In addition, this "clay arm" feels really good to the touch, and Zefa also likes it very much.

"I never thought that a [Clay Fruit] could be developed to this extent by you."

Zephyr released his [Armament Haki], looked at his new right hand which was no different from a normal arm, and then looked at the Blue-Eyes White Dragon on the other side.

“Not only can you make animals, you can also make arms.”

"I also like the ability of the [Clay Fruit]."

Storm said seriously, and then he added a few more words.

"In fact, I didn't plan to make an arm for the teacher, but I didn't expect that the teacher's mechanical arm disappeared...

"I simply used my ability to help the teacher create a new arm. Is the teacher satisfied?"

"How can I be dissatisfied? Hahaha!"

Zephyr laughed a few times and patted Storm's shoulder hard with his right hand.

As a teacher, what could be more surprising than seeing his students grow into outstanding people far beyond expectations?
"Storm, you... forget it."

"What's wrong? Teacher Zefa."

Storm looked at Zefa, and the latter's sudden hesitation made him a little curious.

"Do you want more arms?"

Storm released the power of the [Clay Fruit], and one after another, "Clay Right Hand·Zeff Limited Edition" appeared on the ground.

This scene looked like a person who wanted to reveal his name, the Flower-Flower-No-Meat ability, was releasing his ability...

“Although these arms made using my abilities are not as good as the ones I made myself, their quality is also first-class.”

Storm raised his hand to gesture towards the clay arms and spoke generously.

“If teachers need them, just take them and keep changing them regularly.

"If you don't have enough arms, tell me and I'll make you some more."

"No, it's not the arm..."

Zefa shook his head. He hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke out.

“But it’s also about the arm.

"My previous robotic arm has been sent to Punk Hazard.

"According to the scientists there, it may take another one to two years for the arm to be fully completed and in ideal condition.

"I had a plan. Once the mechanical arm was completed, I would set up my own 'naval guerrilla force' to hunt pirates.

"But now, Storm, you have helped me make an arm that is fairly durable...

"So, Storm, do you want to come with me to the 'Navy Guerrilla'?"

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