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He didn't know that this feeling was called being fed dog food, but Bucky still felt extremely uncomfortable and looked at the two of them silently: Hey, you guys have had enough, one of them has already woken up. One just finished a fight...

"Hey, let's go." After simply thanking Bucky for his hospitality, Ace said to Mo Zixiao, who was standing there stupidly.

"Yes." Mo Zixiao nodded silently, a flash of silver light appeared on his body, and he sat on the motorcycle.

The two of them drove forward quickly in their own vehicles, not forgetting to chat despite the wind pressure.

"Huh? Is that Big Mom's ship?!" Ace narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mo Zixiao proudly: "Looking for me? No, it should be looking for you, right?"

Mo Zixiao was silent for a moment, why did they meet again?

"Yes."

"Then you finish it quickly. I'm leaving first. Follow me!" Ace looked at the depressed Mo Zixiao in a funny way and raised his eyebrows to show his understanding.

"It's done, let's go." Mo Zixiao glanced at the big ship that also saw them and was changing course to the other side, and narrowed his eyes happily.

"Hey, let's go." Ace curled his lips, not hiding the joy in his heart.

Mo Zixiao looked at Ace's wanton smile, his usually expressionless face softened, and couldn't help but fall into memories...

Five years ago, Mo Zixiao followed Garp back to the Navy Headquarters.

"Hey! Our little prodigy is back?" Zhan Guo, the lazy godson who left without saying goodbye, put his arm around Mo Zixiao's neck with one hand and ruthlessly rubbed the brat's hair with the other.

"Smelly old man." Mo Zixiao, who had a shaggy head, complained silently.

Warring States:! !

"You brat, do you deserve another beating?!" He rubbed his fists sinisterly, and Warring States punched him...

Can't fight? ! !

Before Warring States could be surprised, our dear Navy Marshal was stunned by the silver light that suddenly appeared on Mo Zixiao.

"The God of Killing Space." The young Mo Zixiao's voice was even colder.

Sengoku's eyes widened as he was shrouded in the silver space: "You brat, have you eaten a devil fruit?"

It looks like it's still a very powerful devil fruit!

"Yes." The young man nodded and said calmly: "Three years ago, space fruit."

I'm lying to you, stinky old man, I've had it for as long as I can remember...

Originally, I never planned to be exposed in my life.

A hint of disgust flashed through the boy's lowered eyes - he really hated the feeling of being restrained. I have been nagged to become a marine, but if I expose the Space Fruit again, I will be nagged to death.

But it doesn't matter now, I was meant to join.

"That guy Garp really didn't tell me such a big thing!" Unable to see the relief in the young man's eyes, Warring States beamed: "I also plan to let you eat the fruit of the fantasy beast! It's all for nothing! Come on! Forget it, come on, godfather will practice with you!"

Having said that, Seng Guo's expression was not regretful at all. He knew how hard it was to find the Phantom Beast. The destructive power is no less than that of the natural system, but it is easier to awaken than those with natural system abilities. The preciousness of fantasy beast species is self-evident.

Likewise, its rarity is unquestionable.

Come to think of it, as the marshal of the navy, he has been looking for the phantom beast devil fruit since he took this kid in, but he has not found it for so many years.

However, this kid's fruit should be no worse than the general natural system - space, everyone has to admit its power.

Ignoring his cheap dad's eagerness to try, Mo Zixiao nodded expressionlessly, and the silvery white space instantly became semi-substantial.

Warring States pupils shrank in shock: "What a strong pressure!" It was more than ten times stronger than outside. Even his fruit ability felt like it was suppressed a little, and the operation of his physical strength was much slower.

but……

Warring States glanced at Mo Zixiao's pale face, shook his head, and said regretfully: "But it seems that the load on you is not small."

Mo Zixiao nodded with a bad expression: "Yes, my ability is not strong enough yet, so the space will feedback about 10% of the pressure on me."

In order to get more rights as soon as possible, he needs to gain the attention of the entire navy, not the gratification of his father and some officers - he wants all the navy generals and the five old stars to know his talent. Only in this way can he have the power to influence the navy's decision-making in the short term.

To this end, he is willing to expose his strongest trump card and put almost all of his potential on the table for others to examine.

He is no longer just a twelve-year-old genius who mastered two-color Haki. He is a monster with the potential of a general, more dazzling than Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru.

"Awesome!" As expected, Sengoku's eyes lit up: "If you practice this move again, you can rival many people in the Shichibukai!"

Looking at Mo Zixiao's bloodless face, Warring States narrowed his eyes: "No more playing, break it for me!" The armed domineering energy wrapped around his palm, and the flowing domineering energy showed the marshal's strength - even if it was just the tip of the iceberg.

With a punch that could fly a supernova, the space was like a stone thrown into the lake. After the waves, it returned to calm.

Warring States:? !

I suspect you don’t give the marshal face!

"This space?" Warring States looked at Mo Zixiao who turned pale in front of him in confusion. If it was pale just now, it is as pale as a wall now.

"I have become very skilled in using my domineering power. This space cannot be opened unless it is one level higher than mine." Mo Zixiao dropped this bomb seemingly unintentionally.

Admiral:! ! !

Warring States' breathing became heavy: "Huh, that's amazing... If you don't reflect on yourself, you're almost invincible." This kid's weapon color is at least intermediate, which means he won't be able to shed cherry blossoms or different species. If you are entangled with Overlord Color, you can only wait until his energy is exhausted, or kill him, and there is no way to open this space.

However, how many people are there who can be entwined with Liuying and Bawang? Moreover, don’t forget that domineering can be practiced. When Mo Zixiao advances to the armed color, only the overlord color entanglement in this space can be broken... And everyone knows that the space will definitely be tougher by then, and 80% of the overlord color entanglements will be broken. There will be reductions.

Physical strength can be practiced slowly, and killing...killing the opponent in the opponent's world? Crazy...

As expected of a naval marshal, he figured out the terrifying aspects of this space in just a few seconds - it was no worse than the ordinary rules system.

"It has gone from 50% to 10% now. If it were stronger, there wouldn't be this problem." Mo Zixiao dropped a missile again and blew up the Warring States Island again.

"However, the attack will still be filtered through me, and it will take about half a second. If the attack can directly seriously injure me in a split second, this space will also be shattered." Seeing Seng Guo look like he was stunned. , Mo Zixiao felt helpless and silently added some restrictions to the missiles - although in the Warring States Period, it was no different from adding weight.

The Warring States Period who felt that Mo Zixiao saved the world in his previous life:...

How dare you be so fucking helpless? If I had such a heaven-defying fruit like yours, I would hold down the golden lion and the white beard Roger and beat him up! ! ! Rocks is not as arrogant as me! !

Violence! !

"There's no way to make this stronger?" Out of caution, Warring States hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Don't go against the grain again, otherwise he's afraid that he won't be able to hold back and strangle this lucky bastard to death.

Completely ignoring the complicated expression of the Warring States period's expectation and jealousy of wealth, Mo Zixiao shook his head expressionlessly: "From the time I created this space, the only thing that can become stronger is the scope, pressure and feedback pressure on me. I bear it The attack time has not been shortened."

Warring States felt regretful and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time - fortunately, it was not so outrageous. Otherwise, he might be tempted to grab his unmotivated godson by the collar and shake him crazily.

"This space of yours is really..." It's so enviable.

Self-contained and with high endurance, it is simply an excellent fruit for the weak to defeat the strong. Those with abilities are also talented people.

There is simply no solution.

The only pity is that this bastard is so lazy that he has no idea of ​​joining the navy! ! ! no! Absolutely not! This time he must be sent to Zefa's training camp as a recruit! ! !

Seeing Warring States' inexplicably determined expression, Mo Zixiao understood that most of the matter was over, and immediately with a flash of silver light on his body, he took back the God of Killing Space.

Warring States and Mo Zixiao appeared in front of the generals again.