From Admiral to the Gotei 13

Who is Zefa?

The man who was once called the highest combat power of the Navy Headquarters!

Therefore, no matter whether he is now on the second line or not, his strength must be ranked at the top level in the world today.

Diarmuid didn't think he would do anything to Zefa.

So he didn't pretentiously do anything at all, as soon as Zefa's voice fell, he nodded, and put his hand on the long Zeng Mihu on his waist.

has condensed all his spirit and spirit, although it is very weak, but it does have its own momentum.

This made Zefa's eyes light up, and his impression of Diarmuid was a little better.

Honest, decisive and actionable.

"That knife..."The Warring States General noticed the saber on Diarmuid's waist, and faintly felt a little familiar.

But he is not a sword master after all, so he is just familiar.

"The name of the knife is Nagaso Mi Hu Che!" said Duarmuid in a deep voice.

At the same time as the words fell, the cold light in his hand flashed, and Nagazen Mihu was instantly unsheathed, bringing up a touch of cold light, without the slightest hesitation, and slashed at Zefa's chest.

"Oh, is there twenty-one work?" Zefa muttered softly, a smile on his lips.

Obviously, the distance between the two people is very close, and it is obvious that Diarmuid made the first move.

But after the flash of the knife, he found that Zefa only used two fingers to firmly hold Diarmuid's Changzeng Mihu in front of him.

This brought together the spirit of Diarmuid, and it did not shake Zefa, the naval boss, in the slightest.

Just as Zefa was about to say something, the hilt of the knife in Diarmuid's hand loosened, and the figure took a step forward, and an elbow hit Zefa directly in the chest.

With this blow, he vented all the huge power in his body.

But in the end, Zefa only shook slightly, and he didn't even retreat a millimeter of footsteps.

"Not bad strength, at the age of nineteen, your strength is very outstanding. Zefa nodded.

At the same time, he also noticed a detail, that is, after Diarmuid made the knife, he was very stable.

Especially the moment when he clamped the blade with his fingers, he could feel this calmness, which showed that this kid's foundation in kendo was very solid.

And what surprised Zefa a little was that generally speaking, his appearance would somewhat deter the other party and hit their self-confidence.

But when he used a slightly 'insulting' way to clamp Diarmud's knife with two fingers, Diarmuid's eyes did not waver or hesitate for a moment, and he chose to abandon the knife at the first time, and at the same time attacked himself in a different way.

And it did hit!

As a veteran general, Zefa naturally understands the meaning of this, which shows that although the Diarmuid in front of him has a very solid foundation in kendo, he is not a person who is stuck in kendo or swordsmanship.

After all, a real swordsman is often a sword in people.

I would never give up the knife in my hand so decisively, and I would struggle to see if I could get it back.

But it doesn't matter, Zefa himself is not a sword hero, and he doesn't have much stubbornness about it.

What he admires more is the decisiveness of Diarmuid, and on the battlefield, people with his decisiveness are often more likely to survive.

Regarding Diarmuid's aggressiveness, he has already understood, and he is not ready to do more testing in this regard, because there is no need, after all, Diarmuid is now just a branch naval colonel, and it is already very good to have this kind of performance, and I really expect him to be able to defy the sky

Therefore, after praising Diarmud, Zefa raised his hand and lifted Diarmud's fist from his chest and said, "Grit your teeth, little ghost." "

The voice had just fallen into Diarmud's ears, and before he could react to any response, Zefa's fist was already on his chest.

In the next moment, the huge power directly broke through to Diarmuid's body, he couldn't resist this power at all, his feet loosened, he couldn't grasp the ground, and his figure was like a cannonball, and he was directly knocked out by Zefa's punch.

It slammed into the stone pier of the harbor behind him.

With this punch, Zefa kept his strength, otherwise he would have been able to blow up Diarmoud directly.

However, what Zefa didn't expect was that in just an instant, Diarmuid had already gotten up from the ground, and at the same time, attacked him again!

"Kill the tiger!" Diarmuid shouted, raising his hand and slashing out.

Although he shouted the name of the move, in fact, this knife was just an ordinary slash.

Still didn't cause any damage to Zefa, Zefa just raised his arm casually, grabbed the sharp blade with a slap, and stopped Diarmuid's attack.

At the same time, he also observed the situation in Diarmud.

The punch just now, although he kept his hand, was enough to make Diarmuid lose his combat effectiveness, and now it seems that it should indeed be like this, there is blood flowing from the corners of Diarmuid's mouth, the chest that was hit is slightly collapsed, and there is some blood residue in his nose, this kid is indeed injured, and the injury is not light.

Originally, Zefa thought that he would let the medical department treat him later, this blow was not just for injury, but also to measure his physique and ability to carry the beating.

It is also a part of the assessment.

But I didn't expect him to be able to fight back so decisively under this kind of injury, as if he was not injured!

"Strong willpower, little ghost, can you overcome the instinctive reaction of the pain? Zefa said in a very admiring tone.

Overcoming the pain reaction is indeed an ability, and the more powerful masters will have some achievements in this regard.

However, Zefa didn't know that Diarmuid didn't overcome the pain reaction, but that he didn't have it at all.

As long as he wanted to, he didn't feel the pain.

Without waiting for Diarmuid to respond to anything, Zefa grabbed his body and said with satisfaction: "Very good, you are qualified, come back to the Navy Headquarters with me, that is where people like you should display their talents!"

Only then did Diarmuid bring a smile to his face, wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and say, "Thank you, General Zefa!"

"Hahahaha, you don't blame me for being too heavy. Zefa laughed.

Seeing this, the Warring States Admiral on the side said: "In this case, the handover procedures or something, Colonel Mild, you will be responsible for sending it back to the headquarters later, we will not stay here, Colonel Diarmuid, you have been called into the naval headquarters, let's go with us for the time being, there are medical soldiers on board, your injuries will be healed soon." "

The Warring States generals acted vigorously and decided, and decided everything directly.

Colonel Mild had no right to make any suggestions, so he quickly accepted orders.

As for Diarmuid, he had long wanted to go to Mallingford for further study, so naturally he would not have any nostalgia for this place.

Even if he's been here for seven years.

Soon, Admiral Sengoku and Admiral Zefa took Diarmuid aboard the giant warship of the Navy Headquarters.

It was also the first time that Diarmuid had boarded a large ship of this class.

But before he could observe and appreciate it, he was taken away by the medical soldiers for treatment.

On the deck, Zefa was biting a cigar in his mouth, blowing the sea breeze, looking at the 113th Navy Branch of the North Sea that had gradually disappeared from sight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, the Warring States General, who had arranged the voyage of the warship, also came over and asked, "How is it?

"Don't say you can't see it. Zefa smiled.

"Hahahaha, it seems that you are satisfied?" said the Warring States General with a laugh.

"Well, whether a person can become strong or not is actually the most related to the mind, that little ghost is quite talented, right? It's just that he hasn't been well tapped over the years, but it doesn't matter, he's only nineteen years old, he's still young, and he has time to do this... What I am most optimistic about is his character, maybe in justice, he is still confused, but for fighting, he is not confused at all, he is a decisive guy, I will teach him to become stronger... Be the pride of our Navy. Zefa said softly.

After a slight pause, Zefa didn't talk about it to Sengoku again.

After all, Diarmuid is just a little bit of a talent and a little bit of a little bit of talent now.

It will not take up too much time for the two admirals.

"So what's going on with you? Did you find any information about that bastard?" Zefa asked.

"Well, there was news from the headquarters just now, saying that we are on Mignon Island, and we are heading there..."The Sengoku General nodded.

Then, his tone seemed a little unhappy, and he shook his head and complained, "That guy Shiki, why don't you stay in the New World and come to the North Sea to do it?"

That's right, the reason why the Warring States generals appeared in Beihai this time was not to see Diarmuid, and to be honest, Diarmuid did not deserve this kind of treatment.

The reason why the Warring States generals came to Beihai is because there is intelligence that the sea thief, Golden Lion Shiji, has appeared in Beihai recently.

And Zefa will come to Beihai in person this time, in fact, it is also for Shiki, after all, Shiki is not so easy to deal with, two people, grasp a little higher, by the way... Let's just look at what happens to this kid Diarmuid.

"Speaking of which, you're taking a back seat, there's no need to get involved, right?" asked Sengoku suddenly.

"Hahahaha, the old man is just here to see if there are any good seedlings, and by the way, I will give you the town field. Zefa said with a laugh.

If that Karp guy has been pointing at Roger's bastard.

Even if Sengoku has a lot of stories to tell with Shiki...

In short, they are old rivals!