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Careless.

Zefa, who was standing on the sidelines of the new arena observing the examinees, threw the report on Vashto sent by his trusted subordinate directly to the ground.

Is this what you mean by Vashto having thicker defenses but not many offensive means?

His selection of contestants' opponents is based on the strength assessment in his regular reports.

Except for the second Yue'er, the other two people who came out were making trouble for him, and their opponents did not have any effect of tempering them at all.

...

Zhan Guo in the VIP box was stunned. How could the usually harmless Washto attack so fiercely and quickly?

The contrast between the two made Zhan Guo doubt his eyes. Washo was just an eleven-year-old boy. How could such a gentle and polite person in daily life want to dig out people's hearts and eat their heads as soon as he entered the arena?

"What is this kid doing? He's a positive image of the Navy!"

The Warring States were so concerned that they were confused. Only now did they remember that this was a broadcast to the whole world.

Such a bloody scene is simply spreading panic among the public.

Zhan Guo calmed down in time by picking up his falling glasses.

It wasn't all bad, at least Vashto won easily and his worries were unnecessary.

...

"Uncle, you are here. These guys probably can't move anymore. How about you announce the result?"

After confirming that the three people were no longer breathing, Vashto changed back into a normal-sized honey badger and spoke to Zefa who was standing in the audience.

"Uncle, have you eaten lunch? How about some? It's crunchy and has hundreds of times more nutritional value than beef."

Vashto walked off the stage without saying anything, and came to Zefa and asked.

"I declare that the winner of the third battle of the second level is Vashto."

Sengoku raised Vashto's paw and declared his victory with a serious look on his face.

"Did you just complain on the stage that the opponent I chose for you was too weak? How about we go up and have a fight?"

Zefa turned around and settled the score with Vashto, who was in high spirits.

"No, uncle, I'm not one. How about, when Uncle Sengoku or Mr. Garp comes, you can discuss it. One against one or one against two is fine. Anyway, we can show the style of our navy."

"Besides, I never said those things. Those contestants and I are a perfect match made in heaven. How could I have any complaints?"

"It was those assassins who looked down on your arrangement. You saw that they even wanted to kill me alone. That must be what they said."

Vashto rubbed against Zefa to show his sincerity.

"Go, go, go, don't delay the next game"

Zefa picked up Vashto with disdain and placed him at the entrance of the passage.

"Goodbye, uncle. You've worked hard. How about I buy you some fruit to moisten your throat?"

Vashto continued his skill of brazenly talking nonsense.

"Get out of the way, it's my turn!"

The user of the Cobra Fruit looked at Vashto with a gloomy face.

He was jealous in his heart. As they were both users of animal-type devil fruit abilities, why could the other party fight like this while he could only deal with them in a wretched manner in the form of a snake.

...

O'Hara owns a tree that is over 5 years old, which is known as the "Tree of All-Knowing"

It contains important documents from scholars all over the world and is guarded by archaeologists as a "library".

As soon as you step onto O'Hara Island, what catches your eye when you look up is not the sun, but the lush green towering trees.

"Hello, my name is Lao Bai, I am a writer, and I hope to enrich myself in this largest library in the world."

Heisenberg, wearing a pair of reading glasses, introduced himself to the old man opposite.

"Of course, we at O'Hara welcome all those who share the same interests and aspirations for knowledge. Ordinary people can only move around in ordinary activity areas. But since you have a letter of recommendation from Morgans, you have a second-class library card, so you can move freely in most areas, but the historical research area at the top is an absolute restricted area."

The director of the O'Hara Library, Dr. Clover Kroba, enthusiastically introduced the rules of the Tree of All-Knowing to the visitors.

"Thank you very much. I will probably stay here for about three years. I hope you can provide me with a place to live. Money is not a problem. The requirement is that it should be as remote as possible. I will deliver the finished comics to the editorial department every week. Newsbirds will often visit my house. If there are too many people nearby, it will disturb their daily lives."

Heisenberg made his appeal in a genial manner.

Dr. Clover said after a moment's thought.

"Most of the remote residences have not been cleaned up yet. You can stay in my attic for a few days, and you can move in when it is cleaned up."

Although they have always looked down on the cultural literacy of the newspaper king, many scholars have to rely on his newspaper to publish their works, so this face must be given.

"That's great. You go ahead and do your work. This is the only luggage I have. It won't be too much trouble. You can take me there when the museum closes."

Lao Bai made a gesture of invitation with his left hand. As a soul incarnation with a heart for scientific research, he couldn't resist the urge to read when he saw so many books in the Tree of Omniscience.

"That's fine. The rest of the library's rules are written on the wall to your right. I hope you can abide by them."

Dr. Clover recognized the visitor's thirst for knowledge. Nowadays, people are immersed in the game of pirates and navy. There are not many people who can calm down and read books in the midst of these impetuous pursuits of power.

...

"Not only did the cobra user's poison fail to harm the opponent, but he was also cut in half by the opponent."

"The sharpshooter's gun was broken and the opponent stuffed it into his buttocks"

"The hunter's head was smashed by the opponent with his iron rod."

Yue'er and Washto, who were standing at the side of the arena, watched what was happening on the field and covered their eyes, not wanting to get their eyes hurt by these eye-catching competitions.

These non-naval personnel initially clamored to give the professionally trained naval recruits a taste of society.

As a result, no one who came up could win. So far, only Sakaski, Yueer and Vashto have passed the assessment of the second level.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone should mind their own business. Don't worry about other people's problems. Isn't there still Borsalino? If that guy loses, I will walk around the Navy Headquarters upside down."

Vashto patted Yue'er's shoulder and said firmly.

"First of all, didn't you see that more than half of the spectators in the arena were gone? They were all failed gamblers. Didn't you see that the gambling magazines were praising the losers to the sky? Even you were at the bottom of the magazine's predictions?"

Yue Er threw the magazine in his hand to the ground. This unlucky thing made him worry that he would encounter an incredibly strong opponent.

In the end, the opponents were still the same three old ones, the violent and brutal Sakaski, the contrasting Vashto, and the remaining one was Borsalino, the son of the family's old enemy who was about to appear.