One Piece Navy Kizaru

"Um...where am I?" A confused Dorag woke up from his coma.

"Well...you're awake! Didn't you realize this is a dormitory?" said Kuzan, who was standing there drinking water.

"I remember wasn't I dueling you just now? Why..."

"Oh! You said just now! After you were knocked unconscious by that Porusalino, Teacher Zefa appeared. Then he introduced us to the information about the person who knocked you out, and then he and The teacher is gone. And because I had a duel with you before, I have to carry you unconscious back to the dormitory.

Now that you're awake too, it's time for me to go back. "With that said, he walked towards the door of the dormitory.

"Hey, don't worry! You haven't told me about that information called Polusalino yet?" How could he let Kuzan leave before he heard the news he wanted?

"Oh!!! Do you still want to seek revenge on him?" Thinking of this, an intriguing smile appeared on Kuzan's lips.

"Revenge??? Let's get some information about him first!" Hearing this, Dorag was also a little puzzled. He hasn't had such an idea yet! And looking at Kuzan's smile and the fact that Kizaru knocked him unconscious with a punch before, the devil knew that this character named Porusalino was a character who was not easy to mess with.

Seeing this, Kuzan also knew that his expression was exposed too early.

"Well, the person who knocked you out with a punch before was a student from our last elite training camp. A user with the natural Shining Fruit ability, his current military rank is colonel."

"Is that all?" Dorag felt a lot of doubts about Kuzan's words.

"Well, that's all. Now that I've told you the news, I'll take the first step!"

Dorag looked at Kuzan's retreating figure: "Kuzan must have concealed some important information from me. The one who can kill me instantly is another student from the elite training camp, the one named Porusalino This guy definitely doesn't have a good reputation in the Navy Headquarters. If you ask the old man after a while, you should be able to know the specific news." Although most of the Monchi family members are one-minded, young Dorag is not like Like his father, he usually likes to use his brain a lot.

Zefa, who was walking with Kizaru on the other side, said, "How about it, these two guys are pretty good!"

"The strength can only be said to be average! Of course, this is only for me and Sakaski. After all, they are not as strong as I was when I first entered the elite training camp." Kizaru nodded and said

"Well, they are indeed not as strong as you and Sakaski before. But what I'm asking you about is their potential." Zefa said lightly.

"Um, I thought you were talking about strength, teacher?" Kizaru said in embarrassment. After all, I was putting on my teacher's invisible pretense, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

"What do you think? Do you think I'm blind? I'm asking you to make an assessment. Of course it's an assessment of combat power. Besides, do you need to say anything else?" Zefa said slightly angrily.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Hearing this, Kizaru nodded hurriedly and smiled.

"At present, their combat power should be that of Lieutenant General Garp's son Dorag, who is slightly stronger. After all, he has awakened his armed color Haki, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes proficient. In this case, the combat power will be Slightly stronger than Kuzan. As for their fruit abilities, they are both pretty good!

It's worse than Sakaski before, and it's still far away from me. "Speaking of this, Kizaru analyzed with a serious face.

Hearing Kizaru's words, Zefa had no choice but to laugh and scold: "You son, you don't forget to praise yourself at this time, you are really ーー.

But your analysis is really good. "

"Really! Teacher, am I telling the truth?" Zefa Kizaru was quite open-minded.

Zefa, who had known Kizaru's temperament as early as the training camp, didn't say anything more.

The two of them walked back to the office side by side.

Unknowingly, it was time for the annual meeting again, and the naval port was also bustling with activity. Many warships docked at the pier, and a young man with an oval face stepped off one of the warships. At the same time, he kept cursing