One Piece: Winged Dragon of the Beasts Pirates

No solution!

There's no way to counter this move.

It couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

A thought quietly surfaced in my mind.

Can't win.

I can't beat this brat.

He had suppressed the opponent in direct combat, and now he could attack at will without being able to hurt him in the slightest.

The moment this thought appeared, it spread like wildfire until it occupied Zephyr's entire mind.

If this continues—

"retreat!!"

Zefa couldn't help but shout at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, listen to my command, retreat!"

Continuing the fight would have disastrous consequences.

Retreat, retreat is the only option now.

Almost the instant Zeff stopped attacking and shouted, Ian shot in, a sword in his hand, a scarlet sword of destruction. "Mr. Zeff, hesitate,"

"You will be defeated!"

The scarlet blade was raised high, then slashed down fiercely.

Zefa's pupils contracted, but because of his distracted shout earlier, he was now unable to dodge at all.

We have no choice but to fight back!

"rub!"

This clash was completely silent.

Ian and Zephyr had already passed each other in an instant.

He shook his head, holding the Sword of Destruction. "What a disappointment. What a weak punch. Do you think I'm that scary, Mr. Zephyr?"

"Uhhhhh!"

Zefa's screams came from behind.

His right arm had completely disappeared from his shoulder down, leaving not even a trace.

Not only that, his right rib was probably grazed by the Sword of Destruction.

But this light rub caused a large hole in his right side.

The Navy's chief instructor clutched his wound and groaned in pain.

At the same time, his body went limp and collapsed to the ground.

"Zeff!!"

Lieutenant General He's expression suddenly changed.

This is terrible!

"alright,"

Ian looked up at the still-fighting marines. "It's time to surrender, marines."

Chapter 125 Negotiations Again! Ownership of the Devil Fruit! Artificial Devil Fruits

2024-06-17

To be honest, Ian hadn't expected Zephyr to be so weak.

In fact, when the two exchanged their first punches, Ian knew he was going to win, or even have an overwhelming advantage.

"Are you kidding me? Even his best Armament Haki isn't much better than mine. What makes you think Zephyr can fight me?"

Once the flames of destruction were unleashed, he couldn't stop them.

After all, this kind of flame is specifically designed for fighting opponents of higher levels. Back then, he had just awakened Haki and didn't even know how to harden his power, yet he was able to injure Marco. So now, what makes Zephyr think he can stop his destructive flames?

Even without activating Phoenix Mode or using Destruction Fire, and just engaging in a regular fistfight, Ian felt his victory was a foregone conclusion.

Zephyr should have long lost his admiral-level strength.

No wonder his hand was chopped off by the white-bearded boy a few years later.

Thirteen years later, when Whitebeard was basically at his peak, he was captured alive by Green Bull, who was known as the weakest admiral.

The difference in strength is quite significant.

By this calculation, I'd be roughly at the level of a general, enough to make a name for myself in this world.

But Ian really didn't expect it to be so easy in the end; Zephyr's last punch could be described as weak and powerless.

He was so frightened by himself that his mental state collapsed even more, which is why his fists were so weak and powerless.

However, it was actually Zefa who scared himself.

Ultimately, he had not yet mastered Observation Haki to foresee the future, and he was not yet able to change his mind calmly in the midst of an extremely intense battle like Katakuri.

Simply put, if the intensity of the battle increases, one cannot multitask to fight the enemy and change oneself at the same time. One can only maintain the normal state or directly enter the phoenix form for a long time.

It can only be said that Zephyr was frightened by the strength he had displayed.

However, things will be different when I master Observation Haki and can foresee the future.

Of course, it's true that no matter how you fight, you'll win. The difference in strength is obvious, and the Navy had no chance of winning from the very beginning.

Therefore, Ian could brazenly tell the Navy, "It's time to surrender."

Of course, surrendering cannot be done directly.

"Teacher Zefa!"

Gion screamed.

She suddenly unleashed a burst of power, managing to repel Yamato who had been slightly suppressing her, prompting Yamato to exclaim "Yay?"

Gion charged toward Ian.

Ian raised an eyebrow. That takes guts.

Then.

Gion felt a golden light shooting towards her, and she instinctively swung her sword to meet it.

However, the blade was severed in an instant, and a hand grabbed her face, slamming her to the ground before she could react.

"Forehead!"

Gion let out a scream, felt a sweet taste in her throat, and her mind went blank.

Then she felt herself being lifted up, like a roast duck hanging on an iron hook, and placed in the enemy's hands.

Ian grabbed the woman's face and lifted her high, somewhat puzzled, "How come after more than two years, Major General Gion, oh no, Lieutenant General Gion, you're still stuck in the same place?"

This woman's strength has hardly changed compared to two years ago.

Two years ago, he was easily defeated by himself who used the Sword of Destruction, but two years later, he can't even withstand a single move.

Does this guy even deserve the title of a future general?

On the hillside, Doflamingo's eyelids twitched as he watched Ian instantly annihilate Gion.

He had clashed with this woman two years ago.

He didn't think that now that he had awakened, he was much stronger than this woman.

"Ian! Damn it! He's trying to steal my opponent again!"

Yamato's face was so angry that it was round and puffy like a steamed bun, perfectly fitting the description of being sullen.

"It's your own fault for not keeping a close eye on her; she came looking for a beating."

Ian said irritably.

He looked at Vice Admiral Tsuru and the many marines still fighting, his tone becoming calm, "I'll count down from three to two to one."

"three."

Lieutenant General Tsuru sighed.

"two."

"Put down your weapons."

Lieutenant General He said.

This wasn't the first time the Navy had been captured by Ian.

Based on his previous two experiences, this guy had no interest in abusing prisoners of war.

Thus, the battle came to an end.

Later.

In the midst of the freezing snow, Smoker opened his eyes, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

My first reaction was, "It hurts so much!"

My face was burning, and I could barely open my eyes.

My second reaction was that it was very cold.

He turned his head with difficulty and realized that he had just been lying on the snow. No wonder he felt so cold.

To his even greater surprise, a large number of navy personnel around him were sitting on the ground with dejected expressions.

What's going on here?

How did the battle go?

He instinctively tried to sit up.

But at this point, Smoker felt a sharp weakness; he couldn't even sit up.