One Piece: Mist Ninja General Gigangaki Kisame

That night

, several people from the Oni Dragon, led by Shingo, ate a large pot of rice in the naval training camp.

After eating the first bite, the

ghost mackerel realized that it turned out that Zhepu's cooking skills were really not just blowing!

After dinner

, the two sides went their separate ways, and the ghost mackerel returned to the dormitory.

Enter the dormitory with no outsiders.

Levi's child has a seizure and plays with Sanji!

Dried persimmon ghost mackerel, sitting on the sofa, a little out of his mind....

Since I came to the headquarters of the Navy, I don't know why I wanted to live in the village of Kirito.

Those pains that are deep in memory will

not fade with the passage of time!

On the contrary, as you age, it will become clearer.

Thinking of the beginning, for the sake of the village, keep secrets, and do not hesitate to kill teammates with their own hands.

At first, I always thought that I was a ninja born for the sake of Mist Shinobi.

But when his hands are stained with blood, he becomes like an executioner, brutally killing his companions....

At that moment he realized... Wrong

, it's not yourself who is wrong, it's the ninja world....

This is also why he agreed to that guy and join the "Xiao" organization.

"That's how we joined the Navy?"

Jep's voice awakened him from his memory, glanced sideways, leaned back against the sofa, and looked at the roof of the shed in fascination.

"Don't like it?"

"Not to talk about, it's just... I didn't adapt for a while..." Leaning

against the window, Zhepu looked at the training ground, and when night fell, there were still young people training, and he couldn't help but sigh,

"Once a thief, now a soldier, this identity change is too sudden."

"Hehe, let's try it first!"

"If it doesn't go your way, it's the same to go again!"

It doesn't matter if the oni is in the ninja world, he was a traitor.

In this world, being a rebel is also without the slightest psychological burden.

But then again, he may not really become a rebel.

The next day,

when the first rays of morning sun shone on the training ground.

A few people of the ghost mackerel were familiar with the road and ate another large pot of rice in the large cafeteria.

If it weren't for the conditions, he really wanted to start over....

Thinking of this

, he couldn't help but look at Zhepu

, and said that if he wanted to grab a man's heart, he had to grab his stomach first....

This sentence, although a little ambiguous, but put here, it still works!

Eat and drink, come to the training ground.

Almost all the cadets gathered and waited for the instructor to arrive.

After a while,

a tall figure and a strong body slowly walked in the sun.

Instructor of the elite training class of the Navy Headquarters, former Admiral of the Navy, Black Wrist Zefa.

Even if I saw it yesterday

and saw it again today, I can still feel that the other party always exudes a majestic and oppressive momentum.

This is a symbol of the strong, and the ghost mackerel sighs to himself.

But if it is a comparison, he may not be able to lose too badly.

He is not a flying segment and will not rush to find abuse.

Zefa glanced at the trainees on the field, and then glanced at the ghost mackerel who were a little out of place.

He did not speak, did not lecture the trainees, and explained the training program to the assistant teacher next to him.

After a while, when the teaching assistant started, the ghost mackerel finally understood what an elite is.

Look at the project

, the start is tens of thousands, and even the running laps are thousands of laps.

With such training, even if a pig comes, it can be trained into a strong scalper.

On the training ground, in addition to simple physical training

, there are also some special trainees who are practicing martial arts, swordsmanship, and even the skill of using their fingers to stab iron.

Looking at the iron plate of the densely packed small pit, the ghost mackerel couldn't help but grin.

What kind of elite training class is this,

called "Devil Training Camp" is almost the same....

"Interested?"

There was a voice beside him, and the ghost mackerel came back to his senses, only to find that Zefa did not know when to stand beside him.

"What?"

"Contest!"

"Me with you?"

The ghost mackerel looked at Zefa, who looked like an iron tower, and planned to shake his head and refuse.

"I already have a general understanding of your situation, except for you and Jep, there are two little ghosts left, but they are weak and pitiful."

"How about it, compete with me, no matter if you win or lose, I will personally teach those two little ghosts."

Zefa's face was indifferent, although Warring States and the others had always respected each other, he still felt the need to personally test it.

Not only is he itchy, but he also intends to touch the details of the other party for the navy.

The ghost mackerel, who had planned to refuse, heard Zefa's statement and even added a bet.

Looking back at Levi and Sanji, who were frightened by the training program, Oni

thought about it.

Everyone has been together for a long time, and it is a lie to say that there is no emotion.

The former admiral personally taught that this opportunity is rare.

The conditions are tempting!

Weighing it in my heart, I felt that it was just an opportunity to test my strength.

"Huh... I agree! The ghost mackerel nodded in agreement.

The assistant teachers of the elite training class, not only one person, but also several assistant teachers not far away, hearing the conversation between the two, they were all shocked...

Subconsciously looked at the ghost mackerel, saw his appearance as a fish man, and couldn't help but secretly guess whether it was the new Qiwu Sea that had joined two days ago.

But...

Even Qi Wuhai

could not be the opponent of Instructor Zefa.

Could it be that this guy... Is it so conceited?

But think about it....

Pirates, after all, they are all eyes above the top, and they don't know the strength of the Zefa instructor.

Although they thought so in their hearts

, several teaching assistants secretly rejoiced, and their eyes looked at the ghost mackerel playfully.

Ignorant fellow

, wait for the instructor of Xiazefa to make a move, there will be you crying!

In the eyes of this group of people,

Instructor Zefa is the highest combat power in the entire world government.

The former admiral does not say, the domineering tricolor alone is enough to crush everything.

In particular, the name of the "black wrist" is even more named because of the domineering power of the armed color.

The words "black wrist" alone are enough to make countless pirates fearful.

Now here comes a guy who doesn't know if he is dead or alive!

"Go! Go to the back!

Zefa agreed, laughed a few times, and left first with a few people.

......

Several assistant teachers, looking at each other, looked at the trainees on the training ground, hesitated slightly, and secretly followed.

Someone has even taken out a phone bug and secretly notified the Warring States.

Seeing this, the trainees stretched their necks curiously and looked in the direction where everyone left.

"Teacher Zefa, this is going to take them to open a small stove?"

"Isn't that unfair!"

"What nonsense! It was Zefa-sensei who wanted to compete with that fishman shorty. "

Really fake?"

"That shorty, you can't be killed by Teacher Zefa, a punch is gone!"

"You know a fart, that fish man, yesterday the yellow ape general personally brought it.

You think, the person brought by the general himself, and not yet a trainee, can be a weak person? Among

the students, an analysis emperor analyzed the situation for everyone.

Hearing this trainee's analysis, a white-haired young man in the team had a gleam in his eyes.

The battle between the strong and the strong, this is a rare feast.

The white-haired young man, seeing that the teaching assistants around him were gone, he hesitated a little and left secretly.

And yet....

When the trainees saw him leaving, they all had a good heart, and they didn't have the heart to train, and ran to the special field behind.

Seeing this, the white-haired young man looked stunned....

"These bastards!"

After scolding, the young man directly turned his legs into smoke and flew out faster than everyone else...