Upon hearing Beligood's words, Zefa's brows immediately wrinkled.

These CP guys really don't take them seriously at all. As soon as he thought of this, Zefa's face could not help but turn cold. He turned to look at Seti and the others and said:

"Let's go, the special training these days will come in handy."

On the other side, in the marshal's office, the three generals Sengoku, Garp, Tsuru, and Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji were receiving an official from the World Government.

After a drowsy official tone, the government official picked up his top hat and stood up to leave. Before leaving the house, he seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said:

"By the way, Marshal Warring States, you should know that the new members of CP9 are going to compete with the students of the elite camp."

"I heard Stussy talk about this matter before. Calculating the time, it seems to be a matter of the day after tomorrow."

Hearing what Warring States said, the government official suddenly showed a somewhat surprised expression and said:

"Oh? Don't you know that the time has been adjusted? Because the cp suddenly assigned an urgent task, the discussion has been advanced to today. Didn't Ms. Stussi mention it to you?

"

As he spoke, the official looked at his watch, bowed quickly and said:

"I still have a meeting to attend here, so I won't stay here too much. I also hope to see Marshal Haihan from the Warring States Period."

After saying that, he hurried out of the door. Warring States smiled and watched the senior government official go away. When the other party walked away, the smile on his face gradually disappeared:

"That bitch definitely did it on purpose."

At this time, Akainu, who had been silent on the side, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Are the CP people no longer paying attention to the elite class? Huh, the recruits led by Teacher Zefa are really good after one term, and the Navy's face has been lost to them..."

Before he finished speaking, Garp, who was originally drowsy at the side, suddenly burst into laughter:

"Oh hahaha, it's really interesting. I have to take a good look at this kind of excitement."

Hearing his old officer say this, Qing Zhi also lazily said:

"Alala, it is indeed a very interesting thing."

Akainu was interrupted by Garp mid-sentence, and now that he heard Aokiji clearly stating that he wanted to go over and have a look, his face immediately became gloomy.

He didn't want to stay here any longer, and he didn't want to ask Warring States for his opinion. He snorted coldly and walked away.

Seeing Akainu leaving like this, Garp and Aoki didn't care, and the two of them headed towards the elite camp one after another.

Kizaru, who had been silent for a long time, thought for a moment and suddenly raised his chin after the three of them left, showing an extremely vulgar expression to Zhan Guodao:

"I heard that there is a young man from CP who is said to be the greatest genius in CP in eight hundred years. He is really scary. I also want to see such a scary little guy."

Looking at Kizaru's wretched expression, and thinking about the three people who had left earlier, Sengoku felt his blood pressure rising.

With such a group of top subordinates under his command, being a marshal like me is really... tiring.

Rubbing his swollen temples, Zeng Guo waved his hands helplessly and said, "Go and see if you want."

He glanced at Warring States with some sympathy, patted Warring State's back gently to calm him down, and then comforted him:

"You don't have to be so nervous. Didn't you already know about this before? What difference does it make if it happens one day earlier or one day later? The only thing we should care about now is actually the result of this confrontation, right?"

Hearing He's voice, Warring States felt that his congested chest felt much better. He cheered up and said:

"You're right, this process is actually not important. Now we can only place our hope on those little guys in the elite class."

Having said this, he also called the messenger outside and told him to turn on the video phone and switch the screen to the elite camp.

…………

Zefa and Garp, who brought Seti and others back to the elite class, bumped into each other.

When the three of them saw Zefa and the others in such a hurry, they realized what was going on. They didn't say much, and after a brief greeting, they followed Zefa into the elite camp.

When a group of people walked into the elite camp, the atmosphere in the elite camp could be described as gloomy and gloomy.

There were already many wounded people lying in the elite camp at this time. Although they were not life-threatening, it was really ugly to look like they were lying there needing others to take care of them.

The most unexpected thing is that Smoker is also among the wounded at this time, and is being taken care of by Tina.

On the other hand, among the CP9 people on the other side, almost everyone was injured. The only one injured, Gabra, only looked a little embarrassed at this time, far from lying on the ground unable to move.

When he saw such a scene as soon as he came in, Zefa's face naturally looked good. Garp and others behind him also stopped smiling. The development of the matter to this point was obviously beyond their expectations.

"Smorg, what's going on?"

Seeing Smoker lying on the ground, Zefa subconsciously asked.

He never expected that even Smoker would lose to the opponent.

Smoker tilted his head and was unwilling to tell the specific experience. Tina on the side saw this and explained:

"Smog was careless and lost ten of his hands during the battle..."

Zefa knew what happened next without having to explain it to Tina. Someone with natural abilities had their Sea Tower Stone weapon taken away, and one can imagine what happened to him.

Although he was angry, this was not the time to train his disciples. Zefa turned around and was about to take charge of the overall situation. At this time, Rob Luqi from the opposite side walked out without changing his expression.

He stared at Zefa, Garp and other high-ranking navy officials, bent down slightly as a "salute" and then said calmly:

"We are Cipher Pol No. 9, a special organization of the World Government. We have been ordered to come here to discuss the strength of the members of the elite class of the Navy Headquarters. If your navy dares to accept our challenge, please send the strongest ones here.

Of course, if the natural ability user just now is the strongest person here, then we don’t have to do anything extra. There is no need to continue to waste time in such an ‘elite camp’.”

What an arrogant boy.

Hearing what Lu Qi said, Zefa and others couldn't help but frown.

Although this calm behavior was indeed worthy of their high regard, the words this boy said were really too harsh.

Moreover, their group had indeed defeated many students from the elite camp just now. Even if Zefa wanted to open his mouth to refute, it seemed a little feeble.

Just as Zefa was thinking about how to regain the initiative, a slightly contemptuous voice came into the field:
Chapter completed!