This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

The heavy mechanical arm set off a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye. A huge wave of dust like a mad dragon tore a long crack in the ground in front of him, and a scalp-numbing fan gully lay before his eyes.

A chill suddenly rushed into Ron's heart, and the pores all over his body suddenly stood on end.

"Come on!! Brat!!"

"With your strength, you want to kill the Golden Lion!?"

Zefa let out a dull roar, and stepped forward.

In an instant, a huge wave of tumbling dust rose up behind him, agitating the wide justice cloak on his back like a dragon dancing wildly.

The terrifying power of this kick unexpectedly stepped on a deep and terrifying crack at the point where it landed, spreading towards both ends. Ron suddenly felt as if a small-scale riot had taken place in the entire school grounds. Like an earthquake.

A touch of purple flashed in front of my eyes!

"Treat this old man as a golden lion!!"

"Try to defeat...or even kill this old man!!"

"If you can't even do this, going out to sea to find the golden lion is tantamount to seeking your own death."

"Rather than this..."

Zefa roared, and the thunderous roar sounded in Ron's mind like a god.

The mechanical arm burst out with a creaking mechanical roar, and blasted heavily!

"——It would be better for the old man to kill you right here!!"

Ron's face changed, and he gritted his teeth.

The terrifying pressure quickly engulfed the giant mechanical arm, and in an instant he directly liberated the fourth door of the eight Dunjias!

The same punch blasted out!

boom!

Two fists, one big and one small, collided fiercely in mid-air, bursting out a violent air wave.

Crackling!

The military uniform on Ron's body was blown to pieces in an instant, and the next moment his whole body flew out like a cannonball shot backwards, drawing a line of blood in mid-air, and then smashed heavily on a fort in the distance , smashed the fort to pieces again and again, and collapsed.

Zefa's figure landed steadily, looking at Ron who had struggled to climb out of the ruins of the fort, he shook his head in disappointment and said:

"Is this how the old man taught you to fight?"

"Isn't it clear?"

"If you still try to retain your strength, you will die."

rumbling...

Ron stood up from the ruins of the fort, the broken stones scattered on his body.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and pulled off the shattered military uniform on his body, revealing the sharp muscle lines and scarred body.

"It's really hard to strike, old man."

He raised his eyes and looked at the purple-haired general who was a hundred meters away, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery at the corner of his mouth.

chirping...

As his words fell, the shining blue thunder rose around his body!

At the same time, more vigorous and bursting green air waves erupted spirally on his body surface.

The ground of the school field under his feet was continuously cracked under the pressure of its powerful momentum.

His skin gradually became red, and the pupils in his eyeballs gradually became out of focus, exuding a red light like blood.

Eight Dunjia, Fifth Gate, Dumen...open!

Ron slowly sank down, wisps of hot smoke permeated from his body surface.

"Then... come on."

Seeing Ron's state and feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the latter, Zefa frowned first, then quickly stretched his eyebrows, and smiled brazenly with fighting spirit in his eyes:

"Come on, brat... Let the old man see with his own eyes what progress you have made!"

The wind blows the yellow sand,

The pair of master and apprentice raised their heads at the same time, and the moment they met with the same firm and hot eyes——

The two shot out from the spot like meteorites at the same time.

Like a tiger out of its cage,

Their movements are so consistent.

At a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye,

Like a comet hitting the earth,

Collision! !

Boom! !

The entire land seemed to have set off a monstrous tsunami at this moment!

Layers of mud waves set off torrential waves, rising one after another, and then spreading out.

All surrounding turrets, weapon racks and other obstacles were uprooted as if devastated, and were directly dismembered by the biting storm in mid-air.

The dust danced wildly, and the wind roared like waves.

One large and one small, two black fists wrapped in armed domineering collided violently, rubbing out dazzling sparks, illuminating the faces of Ron and Zefa full of fighting spirit and momentum.

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Far from the school.

The two figures stood side by side, observing the earth-shattering battle on the school field from afar.

"Old Zefa is still as fierce as ever..." The tea dolphin held a toothpick in the corner of its mouth, grinning as it watched, its facial muscles twitching.

He watched Ron's stinky boy being beaten violently by the old man Zefa, although he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart, he still gasped secretly.

The old man was really ruthless.

It seems that it will not be able to float like that in the future.

The tall and slender Gion looked cold and authentic:

"Teacher Zefa is a serious person."

Yes, seriously.

Whether it is a person or a job, Zefa has a lot of navy, no, it should be said that most people do not have seriousness.

It is precisely this kind of earnestness that is almost stubborn that he has cultivated so many excellent students.

When the tea dolphin heard this, several black lines appeared on his forehead.

For some reason, he always felt that his wound was starting to hurt again.

He decided to change the subject:

"So will the old man really let Ron go to sea to deal with the golden lion?"

"Or did he just want to find a reason to beat Ron up and let him lie in the military hospital for half a month?"

He seemed to remember something, and added:

"Oh, by the way, it doesn't matter if you act harder, the beds in the hospital have already been reserved."

Gion glanced at him, shook his head and said:

"I do not know either."

"However, according to Mr. Zefa, if Ron faces the Golden Lion, it won't be a dead end."

"The golden lion has been seriously injured, especially after he pulled out the rudder, he won't live long at all."

When the tea dolphin heard Gion's words, he recalled in his mind the black and red lightning-wrapped domineering swordsmanship on Marin Vanduo that day, and his spine felt a little chilly.

"Can't we use other methods?"

he asked calmly.

Gion sighed:

"There is no other way."

"Siege, ambush... These methods are useless to deal with the golden lion."

"In Roger's era, our navy had tried similar tactics, but the cunning, insidiousness and caution of that fellow, the Golden Lion, made it impossible to lure him into the navy's ambush circle."

The tea dolphin was silent.

Indeed, for the golden lion who has the Piao Piao fruit, the so-called ambushes, siege and other tactics that work against other pirates are meaningless at all.

In fact, if he hadn't gone crazy to kill Marlin Vandor 20 years ago, the navy would have wanted to capture him alive, which is tantamount to fantasy.

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I ask for all support, I will add more today, thank you very much.

Chapter 133 Martial Law

The tea dolphin was silent for a moment, then asked again:

"What's the opinion from the headquarters?"

Gion said lightly:

"The martial law order of the headquarters has been issued. Without the approval of the Marshal of the Warring States Period, no one is allowed to leave Marin Fando."

"The Golden Lion's declaration of war is not only a declaration of war against Ron, but also a provocation against our navy."

"Marshal Warring States means that we must not be led by the nose by the golden lion."