The Evil Generation of Pirates

At two o'clock, the students on lunch break got up and rushed to their classrooms in the teaching building. .

Yamos never took a lunch break before. He tried to get up at four in the morning and rest at twelve o'clock in the evening, so as to spend more time on cultivation.But such high-intensity training did not last long before his body collapsed. His physical fitness was not enough to support his body's high load operation.

This incident also taught him that everything has its own limits.It cannot be said that crazy squeezing of rest time for training will put the cart before the horse, and the body will become weaker without improving the strength.

So from now on, I will make sure to take a lunch break and have enough rest time in the evening. Only when I have a good rest can I have more energy to study and train.

After a few people went out, they met X. Drake downstairs of the dormitory, and then rushed to the classroom together.

"All my roommates applied to the dormitory teacher to move out this afternoon." Ludlake said with a helpless smile.

"Your reputation is so great now that even Smoker can't do anything to you. Naturally, no one dares to live with you." Hughes said.He and Doe are both very acquainted, and now they talk more casually after their relationship with Drake has improved a lot.

Derek smiled: "It doesn't matter. Today's battle will stop them from provoking me. It doesn't matter whether we are estranged or not. It's not like I can't stay here without friends."

Yamos patted Hughes and Doe each and said, "Aren't these all your friends?"

Both Hughes and Doe, who didn't know how to answer the question, smiled at Drake.

Huggins remained as silent as ever, looking decadent, and just walked silently behind the four of them.Yamos can completely understand him. He was also very sad when Usov died and Lazer didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The group of people returned to the classroom, where people were gradually arriving, and some were still whispering. You didn't need to guess to know that the main content was the fight between Smoker and Drake at noon.

Portus seemed to have gotten the news, and took a deep look at Drake and Smoker after they arrived.

After everyone had gathered before class, Portus yawned and leaned on the sand table as if he was boneless and said: "This afternoon is Teacher Zefa's open class, and all five of your classes are going to attend. "

"It's actually Teacher Zefa's open class! Is it coming so soon!" Doe sat next to Drake, clenching his fists in excitement.

Yamos and Drake also had expressions of excitement.

The reason why Marinefando Naval Academy is a place that all naval soldiers yearn for is precisely because Admiral Ren serves as the chief instructor of the Navy Headquarters, and [-]% of the high-level combat capabilities of the headquarters are now taught by him.

Originally, because even the three major instructors could only attend classes once every two or three days, they thought that if they wanted to be taught by Teacher Zefa, they would have to teach at least once a week or even once every half month.

Who would have expected that after attending theory teacher Cabot's class in the afternoon, he would actually attend teacher Zefa's class in the afternoon.

"It's an open class." Portus half-opened his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, with a few strands of black hair falling on his forehead. "Because there are too many classes, Teacher Zefa basically conducts open classes every time. Open classes are for a whole class of students, once every five days, and each session lasts for half a day.”

"Oh, yes, yes, it's an open class." Doe scratched his head and said after calming down.

Yamos leaned slightly and said to Derek: "Sure enough, it's not that good. Teacher Zefa will take care of him all four years."

"By the way, Teacher Zefa, every half month, he will take three first-grade students from the practical class to take the internship ship to the Grand Line to participate in a practical battle." Portus thought of something again and wiped the hair on his chin. The bearded man said, "Only for the first grade, the purpose is to let the students understand the cruelty of the Grand Line as soon as possible. Generally speaking, after a year of actual practice, students will study extremely hard in the second and third grades. As for the fourth grade, they will Directly arrange work in each department. If the work is excellent, it will be implemented directly. If it does not work, go back to school and start over."

After giving the students a rough explanation, Portus glanced at the time on his watch and said, "Let's go, go out and gather."

Under the leadership of Porters, everyone left the classroom and gathered on the playground.Other classes also came, and five classes had already stood up under the coordination of five teachers.

Not long after Zefa came, the three main instructors were not there, and they should be teaching students of other ages.After all, they are also an important part of the naval school. They can all be dispatched once when welcoming new students. They are not so free at ordinary times.

Among the five teachers standing in front of their class, Porters was the most carefree, or rather lazy.When Zefa arrived, the five teachers bowed to Zefa together.They are all Zefa's students.

Led by five teachers, more than 250 students also bowed to Teacher Zefa and shouted: "Hello, Teacher Zefa!"

Zefa is wearing black-rimmed glasses today. Without sunglasses, he is less domineering and more peaceful.

Zefa glanced at the students: "Today is the first day of your formal classes, and I also hope to teach you a class on this important day."

He seemed to have such an aura that as long as he stood there and spoke, others would feel a heavy sense of oppression and could only stay motionless and listen to him.

"Everyone has seen that we are gathering in the playground. This also shows that this is an outdoor class. What I am instructing you is obviously not theoretical." Zefa spoke very directly, without the kind of 'big man' who talks too much. He stopped and said, "Today, your five class teachers are going to fight with me. Let you feel the strength of your class teachers, and also see how vast this world is through us."

The student crowd seemed to be in an explosion.

Doe and Hughes said happily: "This is really interesting!"

Yamos narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mr. Portes who was standing in front. He still looked like he couldn't cheer up, and he didn't have any big mood swings because he was going to fight Zefa next.

Soon everyone moved to the fighting field on the side of the playground, where Drake and Smoker fought in the afternoon.

Five teachers were present together, standing on the opposite side of Zefa, and the two sides faced off.

"Who wins?"

"I'm sure Teacher Zefa!"

"I don't think it's that simple. After all, Teacher Zefa is old. Our five head teachers are also very strong. They are still young and we are working together. We may not be able to win."

"Gamble?"

"What's the bet on?"

"Money, alcohol, health care, whatever."

"Bet on who is afraid of whom."

……

Some of the students watching even started betting on who would win.

Amos and Drake were very similar in temperament. Hughes and Doe were chattering in their ears, but both of them remained silent and stared at the scene.

Their attention was drawn to Zefa.

Because of Zefa's battle, both arms turned black and purple.

"Armed and domineering!" Yamos said in a deep voice, "That's the black wrist... Zefa!"

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