Ain released his ability to regress the fruit, and Shota and Loli in Kazan's arms began to zoom in. Then the three of them huddled together, and Kazan was pressed at the bottom.
"How can it be repaired! How dare a mere pirate be so arrogant!"
"Well...let me out first."
As soon as Ain grew older, he started fighting with Kazan. Kazan didn't mind playing with the children and directly pulled Binz back who was about to run away.
"Hmph...a bunch of idiots, and only idiots can get together."
Seeing the three young people playing around, Zefa sighed a little in his heart, and he had the illusion that Kazan was also one of his naughty disciples.
"How can it be repaired? It's so hard! You actually used your fruit power?! Hmph!"
"Ain, you became the wrong person..."
"Oh~ It's so dangerous, so dangerous!"
Kazan suddenly jumped out from beside Ion. Just now Ion tried to use the Retrograde Fruit on him, but Kazan dodged it. Binz was turned into Shota again by Ion's mistake.
"Damn! What a flexible monkey!"
Ain gritted his teeth and stared at Kazan angrily. Among all the girls he met in Kazan, he had the most explosive temper.
None of the girls in his family have such a bad temper, they are all good and obedient children!
"That's enough, Ain. If we really want to fight, you are no match for him."
"teacher!"
Ain was a little unconvinced and originally planned to take action against Kazan, but was stopped by Zefa.
As for Binz next to him, he stared blankly at Hancock. Not only him, but the other interns around him could not help but look at the beautiful Hancock next to Kazan.
Hancock's empress temperament is still a bit too big for these young men in adolescence.
"General Zefa, look at it, you students don't have much concentration. If they were of Akainu and Aokiji's generation, they would definitely not have this kind of problem."
Kazan went to poke Zefa with a smile. Considering how harsh Zefa was to his students, Kazan's words would definitely make the next internship period more difficult.
"Hmph! You don't need to talk more!"
As Kazan expected, Zefa's face looked ugly now. Apparently he also noticed that the attention of these disciples was distracted by Hancock.
"Everyone is going to do 100,000 push-ups, sit-ups and squats for me right now. Eat when you're done! I'm so embarrassed that I'm in the eyes of the pirates. I really have you!"
Zefa stood up and pointed at the unsatisfactory students and shouted. Just now, he complacently asked Kazan how these students were doing in front of Kazan, but he immediately made a fool of himself and slapped him in the face.
How can Zefa, with his bad temper, be able to coax these brats?
"By the way, it would be great if General Zefa could take care of my useless brothers and sisters~"
"Hmph, stop dreaming. It is absolutely impossible for me to teach a group of pirates."
Zefa didn't even look at Kazan. Although Kazan was more to his liking, it didn't mean that Zefa was willing to help Kazan and this group of pirates.
"Hey hey hey, there will be a chance."
Kazan grinned. Direct and aboveboard teaching was certainly impossible, but... he had a very bold idea.
"General Zefa..."
"What are you doing? You're just a pirate, don't keep trying to get close to me."
"Let's have a fight."
"Want to die?"
"Hahahaha, General Zefa really loves to joke. I just want to try to see what level my level has reached."
Kazan's smiling expression gradually turned serious. He pulled out two knives from his waist and entered full combat mode in an instant.
The blood energy overflowed, directly attracting all the interns. Hancock's expression behind Kazan suddenly became nervous, staring at Zefa, ready to fight at any time.
As for the interns on the ship, although they are all of a certain level, to Kazan and Hancock, they are younger brothers who can kill them in an instant and will not be taken seriously.
"Go back to my training, are you looking down on me?"
Zefa glared at the approaching disciples, and the general's oppression felt like that of Shura in purgatory.
"Is this...a remnant of the old era? It's really beyond words."
There was a slight trace of sweat on Kazan's forehead. Although Zefa's strength has declined a bit now, he was still the pinnacle powerhouse of the old era.
This sense of oppression that only belongs to the strong men of the old era cannot be compared to today's Kuzan, a first-rate general of the new era.
"Tsk..."
Hancock stood next to Kazan, pressed his thumb with his lips and teeth, and looked at Zefa as if he had a headache.
"Hancock, don't interfere."
"But..."
"This is a discussion."
The word Kazan directly defines the upcoming battle.
"Cunning boy."
"Excellent."
Neither Zefa nor Kazan are fools. If the battle is defined as a sparring match, then Zefa will not kill Kazan in the next battle.
Although Zefa didn't originally intend to kill Kazan, he also planned to use this battle to let the disciples take a good look at what the level of the billions of pirates was like.
Zefa glanced around. Although they were training, their attention had been focused on the disciples here, and he nodded secretly.
As for the identity of Shichibukai...
Zefa is not a man who cares about such things.
"You should not only come to me to discuss with me to determine your own level."
"Ah...yes, this battle will also determine my next plan."
Should I move on, or...
Kazan clenched the two knives in his hands, staring at Zefa with a pair of red eyes filled with blood mist, and there was also a ferocious sense of oppression all over his body.
But the feeling of oppression is different from Zefa's.
Zefa's sense of oppression is that of the strong men of the old era. It is a sense of oppression formed by pure power. It is an aura that cannot be cultivated in the environment of the new era. It is slightly similar to the domineering aura of the Overlord.
The oppressive feeling on Kazan's body is a ferocious oppressive feeling mixed with the breath of various monsters and the ghost hand factor. It is an aura that can only be formed by the bloodthirsty profession of 'Berserker'.
"Gudong..."
"That man is very bad."
"Is this the Shichibukai... I heard that this guy hasn't entered the new world yet."
The interns were whispering in the dark, but not far away they could also feel Kazan's oppression.
They are now very familiar with Zefa's aura.
But the sudden unfamiliar aura made them feel like they were back to the situation they were in when they first met Zefa, and they were a little out of breath.
"Hooray? You have a good momentum."
Zefa's eyes narrowed. With the current environment and intensity of the sea, it should be difficult to form such an momentum without going to the second half of the New World.
This kid is really extraordinary.
"If you want to become the strongest in the world, this is just the basics!"
Kazan held the knife with both hands, kicked off his foot, and slashed out with three cuts.
His blood was boiling so fast that the surrounding interns couldn't see Kazan's movements with their naked eyes. Even some of the top students couldn't keep up with Kazan's figure even if they used their Haki to sense it.
Apart from Zefa, Hancock was the only one present who had a level of cognizance and domineering enough to notice Kazan's actions.
Two-sword style: Iiwai ghost slaying.
Kazan suddenly appeared behind Zefa, and two slashes wrapped in dark purple shadows fell vertically.
bass.
Sizzling...
Armed Haki, the steel film heats the blade at high temperature, and under the full force of the slash with the skill bonus, only two white marks and a few sparks were left on Zefa's shoulders covered with Armed Haki?!
Are you kidding me?!
Is the difference so big?
"The strength is good, and the domineering power is acceptable, but if you want to hurt me just like this, it's a hundred years too early!"
Zefa turned to look at Kazan, and directly struck Kazan with a black fist.
call.
The force of the fist was so strong that it even disrupted the airflow in the air.
Zefa's fist was flashing with a dark light, a manifestation that only the armor-colored domineering concentration of the covered weapon reached a certain level.
Kazan could no longer imagine how domineering this man was.
Among all the people I have met so far, Zefa is definitely the most powerful person.
Perhaps Zefa's arm was cut off and his combat power was greatly lost. After wearing the bulky crusher, he may no longer be strong enough to be called a general.
But just now, Zefa's strength has definitely reached the general level. His strength has not dropped much compared to before. How can such an old man who is proficient in the return of life so easily lose his combat strength because of his age?
A huge drop!
Zefa's current strength even surpasses the three emerging generals who are still slightly young.
"It seems you are not old yet..."
Kazan gritted his teeth and stared at the oncoming fist. He directly armed himself with domineering force, fully opened his steel, and held his two swords in front of him to resist the next punch with all his strength.
The speed is too fast, you can't avoid it, you can only meet it.
It's time to give it a try and see what level Zefa, one of the pinnacles of the old era, reached.
boom!
Bang.
Click.
Duang!
Kazan was punched out by Zefa, directly collapsing a hut behind him.
With smoke and dust everywhere, Kazan lifted up the wooden board on which he was pressed, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and looked at his slightly trembling hands with a dull look.
In terms of strength alone, it is at least lv.8. It should have been lv.9 in the past, and its armament, color, and domineering power are at a similar level.
"I...am I actually so weak?"
Kazan was a little confused by the punch he received from Zefa, and his body was seriously injured, but it was not very serious. After all, it was the double swords in his hands that directly suffered the force.
Moreover, with his lv.5 armed color Haki combined with the lv.6 Steel Fruit, his defensive power is almost as good as the lv.7 armed color Haki. Even if his physical fitness is not as good as Zefa's, he will not be seriously injured by a punch.
.
"How is that possible?!"
"Are you still alive?"
"This guy is too strong."
Compared to Kazan's idea that he was weak, the interns around him had been shocked by Kazan's mother for a whole year.
Although Kazan was sent flying and his arms were trembling, at least he did not suffer any serious injuries. This was already very incredible in the eyes of the surrounding interns.
They knew very well how powerful their teacher's full punch was.
Some newly promoted lieutenant generals will be beaten unconscious by the teacher even if they use iron blocks.
But not Kazan!
There is no harm without comparison, which is enough to prove the power of Kazan.
At least in the eyes of this group of interns, Kazan is worthy of the title of 'big pirate'.
But Hancock, who had fought against Kazan, had different ideas.
She knew how powerful Kazan was, but Kazan was sent flying with a punch. So how strong was Zefa?
"Hmph, use whatever ability you have, otherwise you won't have a chance."
Zefa raised his head and looked at Kazan. With such fighting power at his age, Kazan was undoubtedly a genius. He was no worse than his most proud disciples.
But...too young.
Kazan looked at Zefa, thought about it for a while, and decided not to use the Blood Blade. That thing was too powerful, and if it happened, none of the interns would be able to survive.
"Huh... Then, let's take this opportunity to practice the sword skills that have fallen behind."
Kazan took a deep breath and rushed towards Zefa again.
When he was about three meters in front of Zefa, he hit the ground with a mountain collapse strike.
The deck was shattered inch by inch, and even Zefa couldn't notice the sudden crack in the ground, and his body was slightly unbalanced for a moment.
Cross cut.
"oh?"
Zefa's eyes lit up, and he looked at Kazan who had already drawn a blood-red cross in the air with his two swords and was slashing towards him, with an interesting look on his face.
Zefa likes people who can use their brains to fight.
Taking advantage of the environment and terrain is not some sneaky trick, it is also a part of strength.
The bloody cross emitting bursts of steam slashed towards Zefa's chest.
Zefa directly stretched out an armed and domineering hand and grabbed it.
Boom.
The bloody cross was crushed directly...
But closely followed by Kazan's two swords, they slashed hard on Zefa's arm.
The moment he slashed up, Kazan noticed that only a few shallow marks were left. Without any hesitation, he quickly waved his arms again, swinging out several knives in an instant, leaving several marks again.
White marks.
Swish.
Due to the nature of the attack, a wound suddenly opened on Zefa's arm that could not heal itself in a short period of time, and blood was dripping outward.
call.
He raised his body back and avoided Zefa's sudden arm.
As long as you keep paying attention to Zefa's arms, you still have a chance to dodge his attack.
Kazan stepped on Zefa's unretracted arm with his legs, intending to use this arm to jump out backwards.
call.
Bang.
"Although I'm called Black Arms, I don't just fight with my hands."
Suddenly, Zefa swung his leg and kicked Kazan from the side quickly, who was not aware of it in time. The damage of this move was fully absorbed by Kazan.
puff.
With a mouthful of blood spitting out and several sounds of bone breaking coming from his body, Kazan fainted.
Before fainting, you could probably tell that the various organs in your body were in bad condition.
Zefa had countless opportunities, but Kazan only had one.
"Kazan! Fragrant feet."
Seeing Kazan being knocked down, Hancock gritted his teeth and swept towards Zefa. However, within three to five seconds, he was directly subdued by Zefa.
"Someone, take them to heal."
Zefa gave the order and didn't care anymore. It was just an injury of this degree, and it would heal after a while.
Looking down at the unhealed wound on his arm, Zefa held his chin and thought for a few seconds, and finally attributed it to the characteristics of the knife or the ability of the devil fruit.
The two swords that can take a full punch without being damaged at all must be very powerful and sharp swords.
Although Zefa didn't care about the crack on his arm, the interns around him who had been paying attention were different.
