One Piece: My Son Is Sengoku

Kizaru was demoted and left the Marine Building. A soldier saluted him. The wretched old man put on an approachable smile, bent down and bowed in return, and then continued to repeat what he had said before. Immediately, the news spread from one to ten and spread to the entire Naval Headquarters, becoming the laughing matter of everyone.

"I'm so stupid." Listening to the comments around him, Kizaru reluctantly put on his Marine uniform and walked into the soldiers' daily training team.

"..."

The flying squirrel broke into a cold sweat.

He didn't expect that Kizaru would actually come dressed like this.

But now, Te finally understands what Kizaru said that day.

"Kizaru Admiral, you..."

"Flying Squirrel Vice Admiral, I am no longer Admiral. Kizaru's codename naturally no longer exists. From now on, just call me Polusalino. This is what he meant. Kizaru jumped in line and found one by himself. He took his position and then stopped talking. Like other trembling soldiers, he waited for the flying squirrel to give orders.

"Okay, I understand."

My mind went blank, and I had forgotten all the planned training process.

The flying squirrel wanted to cry.

After all, this is the Admiral of the past. Old Marshal, can you send someone to guide you? I can't do this kind of thing!

"Okay, Porusalino, let's start with your stance..."

When Kizaru was receiving a new round of behavioral instruction, after a while, Marine saw that the office door opened again, and Sengoku walked in front, like a little follower, opening the door for Mu Yang respectfully.

"Marshal Sengoku, your lord marshal." A Marine soldier saluted.

At the same time, he murmured in his heart: "It is impossible for Marshal Sengoku to be dismissed, but the former Marshal is so young, it is not surprising to sit in this position again. Naval Headquarters may have a different leader..."

"You continue what you are doing."

Sengoku's face was red. Although he had been kicked several times in the office, it did not affect his mood at the moment.

Because the old man promised to give him guidance and help him transform his body.

Thinking of the old man Garp's second youth, squealing in front of him, Sengoku sneered, and the first thing he did when he returned to his peak was to beat him until he was full of teeth in front of everyone.

The two left the Marine building. In the square, Mu Yang turned into a rainbow light and took Sengoku to an uninhabited island near Marineford.

This is a small island with well-preserved original features. Few people have visited it, and it still maintains the most primitive tranquility.

"Old man, when do we start? Don't worry, I won't cry out in pain later." Sengoku was eager to give it a try. He heard Garp describe the scene. The old man bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and then the blood transformed into a dragon and penetrated directly. The other party's body uses heaven-defying means to reverse time, ignoring the years, allowing the body and mind to return to their peak state. Unfortunately, this transformation process is very torturous and painful, as if thousands of needles are constantly pricking it. On the body.

"You can start now." Mu Yang said calmly.

"In the past few decades, let me see if your strength has deteriorated. You have cultivated Marine Six Styles to this level again."

Sengoku had already closed his eyes, preparing to undergo transformation, but when he heard the next sentence, he opened his eyes, and before he could speak, he saw a fist coming in front of him.

Bang!

Sengoku was knocked away, and at that moment, Armament Haki was used to create a defensive layer.

Even so, the force from his fist still penetrated his body, causing Sengoku to cough twice and a trace of bloodline flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The reaction was too slow. Fortunately, the instant Armament Haki added one point. I have already slowed down the speed and strength of this punch. I didn't expect that your performance still makes me so dissatisfied." Mu Yang shook his head, not only He is strict with his apprentices, and he has been extremely harsh on his nominal son Sengoku since before, and he will naturally show no mercy now.

"Ahem, old man, I still need to fight."

It turns out that those few feet in the office were all the light rain before the storm!

Sengoku stood up with a helpless expression, then wiped the Bloodline from the corner of his mouth, went all out, and assumed a fighting stance.

Observation Haki, lock tight!

"shave."

A faint voice sounded.

Later, Sengoku was shocked to find that Observation Haki was useless. The old man's figure disappeared directly from his perception, without any trace to follow.

"Shave!" Sengoku gritted his teeth.

Then, when he arrived at the location after teleportation, a fist appeared in front of him, as if waiting for him to deliver it to his door.

!

Sengoku fell back, covering one eye.

"Old man, next time, can you change the place to start..." The tone was resentful, and Sengoku didn't even have to think about it. The eye socket must have been blue.

".wHuh, if you don't have time to care about this, why not think about how to dodge my next attack.

Mu Yang shouted coldly, then came into the air, condescendingly, and used Tempest Kick.

Under the shock wave as dense as a heavy rain, Sengoku dodged in panic. Wherever he passed, the beach was destroyed, the forest was destroyed, and the land was in chaos.

When the storm above his head subsided, Sengoku looked up and saw a figure in front of him. His body was limp, as if he didn't have any strength at all, and he bumped lightly.

This is a kind of continuous strength, one after another.

Sengoku was directly knocked away by this continuous force. The inside of his body suffered the most damage, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. All others saw was the scene of the old man supporting him. Who knows how much he has paid behind the scenes? cost.

Sengoku acted dishonestly and yelled: "Old man, you are not trustworthy, this is not a move in Marine Six Styles at all!"

"This is Paper Arts. It can release all the strength of the body and can defend, or Nuo Jizhao) can turn into strong energy in an instant and launch an attack." Mu Yang said lightly.

Then, he disappeared again and stabbed his finger towards Sengoku.

"Finger Pistol!!"

Sengoku shouted loudly to cheer himself up. He also raised his finger and stabbed it out. Then the next second, the joints of his fingers bent directly, and his face turned red from holding back.

"Oh, forget it, I can't even complete a complete set of six postures. Over the years, it seems that the pressure on those five old men is not as tight as usual." Mu Yang said, Sengoku's neglect of training is actually to protect himself. Otherwise, the Five Elders would naturally not be able to sit still when they saw his increased strength, and would have seized power by any means necessary.

"I'll help you get back to your peak. When you go back, you can pick up your training again.

After Mu Yang finished speaking, he bit his finger.

Blood turns into a dragon!

Seeing the blood dragon hovering in the air and roaring silently, Sengoku was extremely excited.

Finally the wait is here!!.