Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

Chapter 111 Ba Jin: I admit that I have a gambling element

"Okay, Mom!"

Wilb held down Bakin who was sitting on his shoulder with one hand, and picked up the machete placed on the side of the boat with the other hand. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and jumped high. The boat they were riding was instantly torn into pieces by this force.

Zefa narrowed his eyes when he observed Wilbur's explosive power. Isn't this exactly the opponent he wanted to find for the new recruits?

He stepped back a few steps, waved his hand,

"Meet the enemy!"

In an instant, the soldiers on the deck drew their rifles and aimed at Wilbur in the air.

"Bang bang bang bang~~"

All the bullets hit Wilbur's body, but failed to break his skin. However, the pain made his face twisted.

"boom!"

Wilbur landed heavily on the deck of the warship, causing a violent shake, and then roared at the soldiers.

"It hurts! I'm going to kill you!"

The soldiers in the new recruit camp also put away their guns and replaced them with swords, and fought with Wilbu.

After fighting for more than ten minutes, some soldiers were seriously injured. At this time, Zefa shouted:

"What should I do if I encounter an invincible pirate?"

"Hold them! Wait for rescue!"

A young recruit next to Zefa answered loudly reflexively, and then took out his signal gun and prepared to fire.

Seeing this, his companion next to him gave him a big slap on the back of the head, causing him to stagger.

He turned around and looked at his comrade in confusion, not understanding why he was being beaten.

The man didn't say anything, but just pointed behind him.

Looking back, he saw a young navy man wearing sunglasses, lying on a beach chair with his legs crossed, drinking juice and looking at the battlefield here.

He suddenly realized that it was Teacher Zefa who was teaching them, not really asking them to ask for help.

Teacher Zefa and Admiral Mo Xingchen are both on the boat, and he is still asking for help. If they really call the nearby naval fleet over and cause a big misunderstanding, he will probably have to commit seppuku to apologize.

"ah!"

In an instant, he turned his shame and anger into strength, shouted, and rushed towards Wilbur with a knife.

...

Bakin, who was on Wilbu's shoulder, was also upset as he saw that the battle could not be ended for a long time and he was always besieged by these navy.

She suddenly looked back and saw Zefa, who had never participated in the battle, also had a bold idea in his mind.

In the past, Black Arm Zefa was a man who always led the charge. Could it be that he is no longer able to fight now because he is old?

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. She pointed at Zefa and shouted:

"Wilbur, don't worry about the others, kill that old guy first."

Upon hearing this, Wilbur also swung his broadsword vigorously, creating a gap in the encirclement. He ignored the swords of others and attacked directly with his body, rushing towards Zephyr at a reckless pace.

Zefa was also stunned. He thought that only the young man had a problem with his brain, but he didn't expect that the old man was also a fool.

The muscles in his arms began to become engorged and a arrogant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Combined with his short purple hair and arrogant sunglasses, the invisible sense of oppression burst out instantly.

At this time, Bakin regretted it. It was not that Zefa could not fight, but that he was training and was too lazy to join the battle.

She was about to stop Wilb but it was too late. Wilb swung the machete in his hand and slashed at Zefa's neck.

"when!"

The Pu Dao collided with Zefa's small arm, and a visible shock wave spread out, blowing everyone back a few steps.

Wilb wanted to retract the machete and continue attacking, but he saw Zefa grab the blade. No matter how hard Wilb tried, he couldn't retract the machete.

"Why don't you just be a good sparring partner for my students? Why do you have to come to me?"

"boom!"

Zefa kicked Wilbur on the knee, and his heavy body fell directly on the deck, causing the warship to shake.

"Get back here!"

Then he kicked Wilbur back into the encirclement and said to the new recruits who had not had time to show off:

“Keep up the hard work, young man!”

"Yes, sir!"

Zephyr stepped aside and watched the new recruits using various methods to continuously attack Wilbu, but Wilbu, who was like a puppet in Zephyr's hands, was now harder than steel.

Whether it was guns or swords, they were blocked by his armament domineering and tough skin, so the damage he suffered was not serious.

...

As time went on, at first the recruits were able to cooperate, contain, and delay Wilbu, but as his anger accumulated, this stupid fat man seemed to have endless energy, and fought more and more fiercely.

The terrifying arm span and the wielding long sword had knocked many close combat soldiers to the ground. Although some were seriously injured, no one was killed.

Zefa frowned and looked down at the pocket watch in his hand. Five and a half hours had passed. According to the normal request for help, in the first half of the Grand Line, it would usually not take more than 5 hours for a nearby branch or other fleet to arrive.

Zefa could see that because of his previous move, these recruits still looked down on Wilbur, so he decided to let these recruits suffer a little more.

It is better to learn lessons now within a controllable range than to experience despair later.

Time passed by minute by minute, and most of the recruits were running out of strength. They also knew that if they continued like this, they would all be defeated before "rescue" arrived.

They didn't want to lose face in front of Teacher Zefa and General Mo Xingchen, and didn't want to fail this important assessment.

A group of young men, full of vigor and vitality, struggled to get up from the ground, trembling as they tightly grasped their swords. One of them shouted angrily:

"For justice!"

This group of lovely young people, for the sake of justice in their hearts, in order not to disappoint their teachers, and in order not to be looked down upon by their idols, launched a suicidal charge against the enemy!

Zefa looked at this scene and laughed heartily:

"Hahahahaha~ I declare that you have passed!"

After saying this, he instantly entered the center of the battlefield. He was reluctant to let these young buds of the navy wither.

As luck would have it, at this moment, his asthma flared up, and his originally upright body suddenly became hunched.

“Cough cough cough cough～～～”

He tried hard to stand up straight, but he just didn't have the strength.

Ba Jin was also overjoyed when he saw this, and laughed wildly:

"Son, kill him!"

"what!!!!!"

As Wilbu roared, the machete in his hand got closer and closer to Zefa.

Bakin has already imagined that after his son kills the admiral, he will become famous throughout the entire sea!

Even if I no longer borrow the name of Whitebeard,