The fur general of the pirate navy

"Hmph! Get out of my way!"

Whitebeard groaned, mixed with a domineering and domineering tone. Hearing it made people's ears hurt, and those with low strength even felt pain in their hearts.

Then Whitebeard put down his right foot, held the sword horizontally in his hand, clasped it with both hands, and swept it heavily.

A huge sword energy with spider-like cracks spread all over half of the dock in the blink of an eye. Countless soldiers could not resist it and fell down neatly in rows.

"Oops!"

Gale's face changed drastically. Whitebeard's sword killed and injured thousands. Gale's eyes were red, his feet were strong, and he came to Whitebeard's eyes instantly with razor steps, because Whitebeard's second sword was aimed at the other side. The marines cut away.

Gale's speed was also extremely fast, and his black iron fist also met Whitebeard's broadsword, which also turned black.

The fists and knives collided, the sound was deafening, the pieces shattered, and Gale's body disappeared when it came into contact.

However, the energy and blood in Gale's body surged. Whitebeard's armament was even higher than his, and his strength at this time was also much stronger than before. The electric shock that used to paralyze the enemy seemed to have no effect on Whitebeard at this time. Insignificant, Gale's face was ashen, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it, because there were countless soldiers behind him.

"Ok?"

The strength of Whitebeard's hand increased again.

at last.

Gale was sent flying, but there was still a large mouthful of blood in the air, as if raindrops had fallen on the naval soldier.

After all, he blocked it, but Gale was injured!

After all, the peak white beard is not something that Gale can compete with. If it were another general, it probably wouldn't be much better.

A soldier looked at the child flying over his head, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and found a drop of blood that just fell from the sky. No need to guess, it was Gale's, and it was still bright red and hot at the moment.

"Lieutenant General Gale!"

The crowd was in a commotion, trying to run over to catch Lieutenant General Gale. Everyone understood that Gale resisted Whitebeard's slashing attack and was injured in the end because of them.

Finally, Gale's body hit the earth wall, creating a large hole in the shape of a human. Then he transformed and was forced into contact. The human figure rolled out and fell to the ground, creating another burst of smoke.

"Damn it!"

Zefa's eyes were red. Gale was his most beloved disciple, and he placed all his hopes and future on it. If anything happened, he couldn't imagine what the future would mean!

Zefa's somewhat tired body also exploded at an astonishing speed at this time. He stepped on several extreme shaves and arrived in front of Whitebeard in an instant. The mechanical arm in his hand was already ready to push forward!

Whitebeard had already predicted Zefa's move and raised the sword above his head, aiming at Zefa and slashing down hard!

boom!

A huge roar sounded, mixed with crisp crackling sounds.

Zefa's huge mechanical arm, which was mixed with a large amount of sea floor stone, was shattered inch by inch in this confrontation!

"No!"

Ain jumped up from the crowd and rushed over with moon steps.

From the beginning to the end, she only fought with miscellaneous soldiers, and she kept paying attention to Teacher Zefa's movements, because she knew that Teacher Zefa's health was also very bad recently. When she saw Teacher Zefa's mechanical arm shattered, she felt bad for a while. A premonition arose in her heart, so she rushed over desperately.

However, in her pupils, she saw that Teacher Zefa lost his mechanical arm and was hit by Whitebeard's knife handle, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, but he jumped up again and wrapped his armed domineering force with his remaining left fist. Hit Whitebeard again.

Peng, Peng, Peng.

Zefa used his left hand to fight Whitebeard a few times, but was thrown away ruthlessly again.

At this time, there was blood on the corners of Zefa's mouth on the floor.

At this time, Ainze had arrived, holding Zefa's upper body in his arms, and kept taking out medicine from the medicine box next to him to treat Zefa's injuries.

Whitebeard looked at the master and apprentice, as if he couldn't bear it, and walked slowly past them, ignoring Ain's vicious look at him.

It was a sign of mercy that he didn't kill him, and he didn't want to see his opponent for so many years fall like this, even if he only had a few years left to live.

However, a sudden change occurred at this time. Ain actually put down Zefa and tried to get close to Whitebeard's back while Whitebeard was not paying attention. Ain was about to touch Whitebeard, with a look of victory on his face. Smiling, she could already think about Whitebeard being beaten into a child by her and then slapped back into nothingness.

But Whitebeard had already anticipated Ain's movements, and the sword was already waiting, swinging towards Ain.

Ain was shocked and turned pale with fear. Her strength was worse than that of the Lieutenant General. How could she block Whitebeard's sword?

Just when she was so frightened that her face turned pale, a figure appeared in front of her, a very, very familiar figure.

Purple short hair, purple suit, and the smell on her body, she could identify it without her eyes.

But most importantly, she saw something flying in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an arm with only a palm, dripping with blood.

Moreover, the only remaining hand of her teacher Zefa also disappeared, with his sleeve hanging down.

"Teacher Zefa!!!"

Ain yelled in panic and ran to Zefa, his eyes widening and almost bulging out.

Whitebeard's knife was still coming out of Zefa's chest, and blood continued to flow from the blade.

"Do not!!!"

Ain let out a shrill wail.

Many generals seemed to realize what had happened. They all looked towards the source and opened their mouths in disbelief.

"Why bother, Zefa."

Whitebeard was very calm when he said this.

"Isn't it the same for you now? I will take one step ahead of you. Our purpose is the same."

Zefa said weakly that he already knew that his life was passing by, and it was passing quickly. As long as Whitebeard moved the knife away, maybe he would lose consciousness, or maybe, in the next second, he would be gone. He couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to leave, because after saying this, his eyelids became extremely heavy, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and slowly closed them.

Whitebeard already knew the result. He knew that what Zefa said was that they were all doing it for the children.

In order to focus on his old rival, Whitebeard resolutely drew out his sword, preparing to spare him the torture.

As soon as the sword was moved away, blood spurted out, and Zefa's body had no support and fell to the ground.

Whitebeard continued to move forward without looking back, letting go of Ain who wanted to fight him desperately. This was his respect for this old rival.

"Teacher, teacher!! Wake up!"

Ain kept shaking Zefa's body, but there was no response.

"Old friend!"

The three old men, Kapuyu, Warring States and He, suddenly had their eyes red. They looked at the place that had been blocked from a distance, but they knew the general direction. There was their old friend there, who had already left before them.

On January 150, 1 AD, the former general Zefa Blackman, the principal of the Naval Academy, died heroically in the battle atop the mountain.