Of all the people Allen had ever met, none had given him such a direct understanding...

"Tough! Visibly tough!"

……

Zefa, who is in his early sixties, has not yet entered the period of physical decline, and every inch of his muscle lines are firm and smooth.

His rock-solid back showcases the physical prowess honed through long-term, high-intensity training and combat.

The beauty seen through the Sharingan's perspective differs from the beauty understood by ordinary people.

Appearance is only a small part; what matters is belief and willpower.

Without a doubt, Zephyr was beautiful in Allen's eyes.

……

When it comes to willpower, probably no one in the Navy can be more pure than him.

You'll know once you learn about it.

Upholding the principle of not killing, even after experiencing a series of devastating blows such as his family being killed by pirates, his students being slaughtered by pirates, and his own arm being severed.

This marine still did not abandon his commitment to justice.

He knew better than anyone that the navy should be an organization that fights to protect the weak, and he trained a large number of naval officers who were hailed as the backbone of the navy.

……

Such a pure and righteous person...

When the government officials included the pirate who killed his student in the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Zephyr's sense of justice completely collapsed.

In order to eliminate all pirates, they did not hesitate to harm innocent people, going from one extreme to another.

A pure person has no middle ground.

……

……

"Boy, are you scrutinizing this old man?"

Zefa's voice was deep and powerful.

Those sharp, sword-like eyes stared straight at him, carrying a sense of oppression honed through countless life-or-death battles.

Calming the restlessness in his cells, Allen smiled and said, "Is this a show of force, Chief Instructor Zephyr?"

……

Zephyr didn't possess Conqueror's Haki, but the aura he had honed through years of battle was so powerful that it was something most people couldn't withstand.

It was precisely to counter this oppression that Allen instinctively activated his Sharingan.

It is said that Allen examined Zephyr...

In fact, it was Zephyr who was scrutinizing him.

……

Zephyr turned and walked slowly towards him. Tensei immediately bowed and greeted him, "Long time no see, Professor Zephyr!"

Allen, who was almost two meters tall, looked tiny next to two three-meter-tall men, so small that he couldn't even be seen by the light.

Looking at the two faces wearing sunglasses, a strange thought suddenly popped into Allen's mind.

It seems that most of the people who come out of the general training camp have a habit of wearing sunglasses.

Kizaru, Kuzan, Smoker, and even female Marines like Hina...

Is the source here?

Do they think this is cool?

……

Zephyr ignored Tensei and stopped when he was four or five meters away. If he got any closer, Allen would have to look up to make eye contact with him.

"Let's skip the self-introduction. The next generation of heroes in the Navy... kid, do you think you're worthy of that title?"

The significance of a hero to the Navy is different from that of a pirate king.

In the world's understanding, naval heroes are superior to the Pirate King, after all, it was the hero Garp who personally sent the Pirate King to the execution platform.

Zephyr tilted his head slightly and grinned: "There were too many monsters in our time: Roger, Whitebeard, Golden Lion..."

"Even against opponents like that, Garp still possessed the power to suppress them. Can you understand the weight of that title?"

……

……

"I actually already knew what to say to make myself sound humble..."

"Out of respect for you, I'll tell you the truth."

Allen's lips slowly curled up, a smile that was not gentle, but rather sharp and mad.

The Sharingan is like a ignited flame, flashing with a fanatical light.

"The people you're talking about are just ordinary people who weren't born in the same era as me."

"Do you think I care about inheriting someone else's name?"

"Who do you think I am!"

-

click-

tumultuous----!!

The next moment, an invisible force suddenly erupted from Allen's body, sweeping across the entire training ground like a storm.

The ground shook, dust flew, and naval flags fluttered all around.

Those receiving training here were all officers from various regions, not ordinary soldiers. Even so, many people couldn't withstand the impact, and some even knelt down on the ground.

Conqueror's Haki!!

……

The air seemed to freeze, and amidst the surging waves, Zefa remained unmoved.

Zefa narrowed his eyes slightly, his hands trembling slightly and rhythmically. This was not out of fear, but rather out of interest in and recognition of this power.

"Power like Garp and Sengoku? It's been a long time..."

He slowly raised his arms, and jet-black Armament Haki extended from his wrists to his fingertips, like a thick layer of steel covering his skin.

The oppressive feeling is even more intense than Conqueror's Haki!

……

"New recruits!"

"A true strong person not only knows how to attack, but also how to withstand pressure!"

"Hold on tight!"

Sizzle—!

Before he finished speaking, Zephyr swung his right fist out, creating a muffled sound as it tore through the air, tearing apart Conqueror's Haki!

Men should let their fists do the talking!

Allen immediately retracted his Conqueror's Haki and instinctively raised his arm to block.

Peng! ! !

The moment of contact, Allen felt as if a speeding train had crashed straight into his chest!

Without hesitation, Allen was sent flying by a powerful punch, crashing heavily into an iron post at the edge of the training field.

clang--

The iron stakes, forged through countless hammer blows, were all hammered into clearly visible dents.

-

"Resisting" doesn't mean you have to tough it out.

Zefa approached step by step, his dark wrist gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

"We must use the flow of power to neutralize the impact and seize opportunities to counterattack."

He raised his fist, a punch that seemed slow, but suddenly accelerated as he approached.

Allen's eyes swirled wildly with the magatama, and he covered the pure white fur with his hands.

As the fist approached, he slightly turned his body, using his shoulders and hands to deflect some of the impact and redirect the force to the ground.

But Zefa's punch didn't completely miss; the glancing force of the punch caused a dull ache in his chest.

That was a heavy punch!

How could there be such a heavy punch!

……

"Don't let your mind wander."

Zephyr flipped his wrist, his five fingers hooking, and his pure black hand gripped Allen's shoulder.

With a gentle pinch, Allen's shoulder blade emitted a piercing cracking sound.

Allen gritted his teeth and didn't cry out in pain. He aimed at Zephyr's wide-open chest, clenched his five fingers like knives, and stabbed fiercely into Zephyr's chest!

Without showing the slightest mercy, Allen's chop to the neck even employed the ultimate technique of the Uchiha-style swordsmanship.

Click—

The hand chopped into the dark chest.

Allen's finger was dislocated and broken, and the pain was excruciating.

Compared to this, Lucci's iron block was like newspaper compared to a diamond!

The pain didn't deter him; a mad glint flashed in his eyes as he clenched his fist and continued!

puff! !

Before his fist could land, Zefa's massive fist had already struck his abdomen.

Allen felt as if his internal organs had been displaced by the shock, and his body came to a standstill uncontrollably.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but Allen grinned.

"That's awesome!!"

Allen did not fall, but advanced half a step against Zephyr's attack.

……

This guy...

Even the most troublesome guy should stop at this point.

……

Zefa raised an eyebrow slightly, then flipped his wrist, turning his fist into a palm, and his palm into fingers.

Armament Haki-covered fingertips struck Allen's body like sharp swords, causing him intense pain without inflicting serious injury.

"Armament Haki is not armor, it is a weapon, it is the extension of will."

"You need to make it a part of your body, not just an outer shell!"

……

Allen's breathing became more and more rapid, and his body gradually found its rhythm amidst the pain, feeling the trajectory of power flowing within him.

In the Sharingan's field of vision, one could see the Armament Haki that Zephyr had injected into his body.

This is internal sabotage using Armament Haki...

At the same time, it allowed him to personally experience this power.

-

brush--

As Zephyr's fist landed again, Allen unleashed Zephyr's Haki within him, deflecting the fist while simultaneously grabbing Zephyr's wrist with his left hand—

Blood was flowing freely from his right hand, which was covered in flying bone fragments and appeared to have wisps of black.

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