The Pirates' Legend Begins on Roger's Ship

Two days later——

On the foggy New World Sea, a warship flying the flag of the World Government sailed towards the coast of Punk Hazard.

The flag of the World Government is a cross with circles on the four sides and in the middle.

On the bow, stood a boy named Guernica, who looked about 16 or 17 years old.

His face resembled a white mask, with one black eye and one white eye, a scar on his right eye, and he wore robot-like earmuffs.

Except for his youthful appearance and skin, the rest of his body seemed to have been transformed and injured.

He held a permanent pointer that recorded the Punk Hazard island in his hand, looking at an army gathering on the coast of the island in front:

"Where are the Vegapunks?"

At a glance, Guernica did not see the figure of Vegapunk in the crowd, except for Dragon, Crow, Arthur, and more than 300 soldiers from the Navy Headquarters.

Almost all of them were covered with bandages, and their foreheads and bodies looked seriously injured.

The warship soon docked, and Drago stepped forward with a smile and talked to Guernica.

"Monkey D. Drago, what's going on?" Guernica confirmed again and found that there was really no target person to be escorted this time.

He looked at Drago with a cold face, his eyes full of suspicion.

"The mission target escaped. We were seriously injured by Kaido and the Lunaria tribe and could not complete the mission..."

Escaped?

As an island for technological research and development, Punk Hazard has no warships or ships at all.

Even if there were, Drago's ability should not be able to escape.

Guernica was very angry. If such a mission failed, he would be condemned by his superiors.

"What are you kidding!" Although Guernica was very angry and vented his dissatisfaction with Drago, he could do nothing with his own strength.

"I'm not kidding. Don't you only care about the mission and our bruised bodies?" Drago complained to him for his subordinates.

Soon, Guernica scanned everyone closely and found that a boy who was about the same height as him, with a scary scar on his front and back, was looking at him calmly.

After two days of recovery, Arthur's wounds had begun to scab over, and the scars that remained on his body forever were shocking.

"Then the research results must have been obtained?" Guernica asked again.

"When we received the mission to search the laboratory, we didn't find anyone."

Feeling that Dorag was worried about his subordinates and gradually became angry and confronted him, Guernica stopped making things difficult.

He could only silently bear such a result and let all the navy board the warship.

After boarding the warship, Arthur and Cooper ran to the window of the cafeteria as soon as possible, lying on it with a happy face and shouting to the chef inside.

"Hey, do you have dumplings? Make me a pot."

"Cooper!" (I want raw meat!)

"He wants a pot of raw meat!" Arthur translated Cooper's words to the chef.

Soon, they found that the chefs inside were expressionless and began to prepare food for them with a cold face.

This made Arthur frown, very puzzled.

They clearly felt like living people, but why did they feel like robots?

After a while, Arthur brought a large bowl of dumplings, and Cooper held a bowl of raw meat with his wings and ate it with relish.

"This navy is really not a place for human beings. Two missions almost cost me my life. It's better to eat dry food." Arthur put his hands up and down and quickly stuffed his favorite dumplings into his mouth.

All of them were filled with fish meat.

Cooper ate them raw, and the two of them felt unprecedented relaxation.

After the meal, Arthur took Cooper to the deck, looking at the sea breeze with a comfortable face.

"How much did you eat!" After submitting the mission report, Dorag came out of the cabin and looked at the two people's body shapes, which had become two fat fat men and scolded.

Arthur burped and said, "One basin."

"Arthur, I've arranged it for you." Dorag came behind Arthur and said to him, "When you return to Marinford, someone will teach you."

"Ah? Who?"

"Black Arm Zefa, a former admiral of the navy, has changed his job and become the chief instructor of the entire army due to some things."

Zefar, this name is more memorable to Arthur than anything else.

"Is he the one who will teach me?" Arthur was full of expectation, wanting to be sure.

Dorag nodded and continued, "The World Recruitment Conference will hold a competition on the training island near Marinford. You can be directly promoted to an officer according to your ranking and performance."

"If you let Chief Instructor Zefa develop your potential, maybe it will grow at a leap-forward speed in the next two months."

So far, Dorag has never met someone like Arthur.

He looks ordinary, butEven now, he is shirtless.

But he has the potential to be comparable to the blood of Kaido and the Lunaria tribe. This is all from Vegapunk.

The cell activity is stronger than Kaido and the boy named Abel. No wonder he is so powerful without any guidance.

"Compared to this matter, I care more about the training method of paper painting..." Arthur didn't care much about the World Recruitment, and asked Dragon:

"I seem to be in a state of tension all the time, and I can't unload the power as you said."

This is related to Arthur's habits, and learning paper painting requires relaxing yourself and making yourself as smooth and silky as water.

He can't do it. He is used to letting the power penetrate the whole body at any time and be ready to fight at any time.

"Arthur..." Dragon is difficult to evaluate this question. He covers his chin and thinks for a while and says: "You don't seem to be suitable for learning the Navy Six Styles, or you can't learn the complete Six Styles."

Before, Arthur had mastered the Six Styles in one day.

I tried to learn Six Styles·Paper Drawing in two days in Punk Hazard, but I couldn't learn it.

Drager also explored it and found that Arthur's nerves were always in a state of high alert and could not relax his body.

Paper Drawing just needs to relax the body and mind, which is completely opposite to Arthur's situation.

"What should I do? I...but...I followed you to join the navy to learn Six Styles!" Arthur was anxious. What does it mean that you are not suitable for learning Six Styles?

"Arthur, you are already very strong in mastering Five Styles. Paper Drawing is not very useful for you." As he said, Drrager used his fingers to make a dragon claw:

"Your finger strength is so strong, how about I teach you Dragon Claw Fist?"

Arthur was confused by the fact that he could not learn the Six Styles completely.

The main reason for learning the Six Styles is to strengthen the body, but now he can't master all the styles perfectly.

"Forget it, my fingers are better for grasping the handle of the knife." Arthur felt a little disappointed, sighed, and slowly left the deck: "Five Styles is five styles, this is enough."

Hmm? He suddenly realized that he heard some familiar moves, and turned his head to look at Dragon.

"Colonel, what did you say? Dragon Claw Fist?" Arthur was instantly full of anticipation, staring at him with wide eyes.

"When we get to Marinford, you can ask Zephyr for more advice."

Navy Six Styles, such physical skills are not fully mastered by everyone, and mastering two or three of them can be called superhuman.

Arthur naturally understood this truth.

But Dragon Claw Fist is a physical skill, he should be able to learn it, right?

"Before that, teach me Dragon Claw Fist first!"