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Chapter 400: Desperate Zefa

"Don't hit my mother, just leave!"

Having broken free from Zefa's restraints, Weevil rushed towards the young navy again, withstood the bullets, and killed two more with one sword.

Zefa's eyes were filled with tears as he watched this scene. Sadness spread in his heart. He immediately moved, but his body, tortured by illness, could not stop the angry Weevil.

"Run away quickly, don't fight him!"

Zephyr endured the pain and knocked Weevil away with a punch, then said to the marines behind him without looking back.

These sailors are his students, and as a teacher, he has an obligation to protect them.

"Teacher Zefa..."

The sailors looked at the old man standing in front of them with tears in their eyes, feeling ashamed of their own weakness.

"Run quickly, this is an order!"

Zephyr roared and rushed towards Weibul again.

"Get out of here, I won't fight you!"

Weevil had no intention of fighting with Zefa at all. He blocked Zefa's fist with the naginata in his hand and slashed at the navy!

Zefa reacted quickly, turning around to break the slash, but his body stopped again halfway through the movement.

The Hand of Doom pinched his organs again, and with his breath disordered, he was unable to use his full strength.

Zefa bent his legs and fell to his knees uncontrollably, covering his chest with his right hand and breathing heavily.

Everything around me became blurry, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the screams of students were heard.

No, it can't go on like this!

With a roar in his heart, Zefa's blood and energy began to surge violently, and heat continued to emerge from his body.

Bang!

His body flashed and when he reappeared he was already behind Weeble.

"Shatter and Explode!"

The pitch-black fist streaked across the air like a pitch-black meteor, carrying an incomparably violent force!

With a bang, Weeble's head hit the deck straight down and his fat body fell over.

Zefa threw another punch, landing squarely on Weevil's stomach.

Weeble had a very strong physique, and his fat belly cushioned a lot of the force, but he still spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the railing of the warship.

"it hurts!"

Weibull held his stomach, tears and snot streaming down his face, like a retarded child.

"Don't cry, you are the son of Whitebeard, the world's number one man. Zephyr burned his life and can't hold on for much longer!"

Bakin, who had been paying close attention to the battlefield, saw that Weeble was discouraged and immediately encouraged him with her sharp voice.

And she was right. Zefa was indeed using his life to fight, which would not only leave serious sequelae, but would also not last long.

"Got it, Mom!"

After hearing Bakin's encouragement, Weevil stood up despite the pain, holding the naginata with both hands and taking a defensive posture.

The next moment, Zefa's body rushed in front of him again.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Weibull roared and swung his knife.

Clang!

Zephyr punched the naginata with such force that it flew away and landed on Weeble's face without losing any momentum.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

In a violent state, Zephyr threw several punches, which landed on Weevil mercilessly.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Weeble was like a stubborn little brat, fighting with Zephyr while screaming in pain.

Zefa's face gradually became ugly. He didn't have much time left. The disease was chasing him relentlessly and his physical strength was slowly depleted.

Three minutes later.

Zephyr was about to throw another punch when he was suddenly startled. The darkness on his arm began to fade away, and his weak fist landed on Weeble.

Ba Jin's eyes lit up in the distance, and he immediately shouted, "Now is the time! Fight back, silly boy!"

"Got it, Mom!"

Weibul roared and slashed at Zefa with a knife. The knife flashed and a bloody arm flew into the air.

.....................

Amidst the azure sky, a streak of darkness rushed past.

hurry up! Hurry up!

Tarvis's heart roared, steam began to rise from his body, and the transparent wings behind him vibrated at an extremely fast speed.

For some reason, he always had a bad feeling in his heart, as if he would lose something important if he was any slower.

Thinking of the person he was going to meet this time, he could no longer bear it and accelerated again, leaving a long white streak in the sky.

………………

Zefa knelt weakly on the deck, covering the bloody end of his right arm with his left hand.

"go to hell!"

With fist marks all over his body, Weevil walked up to Zephyr angrily and raised the naginata in his hand to strike Zephyr.

Zefa wanted to dodge, but his body wouldn't allow him to take any action.

Looking at the blade getting closer and closer, countless fragments suddenly flashed through Zefa's mind.

At the age of seven, he played games with his friends, pretending to be a hero who defeated pirates.

At 14, hoping to become a hero, he joined the Naval Academy.

At the age of 18, he participated in his first battle and witnessed death for the first time.

At the age of 28, he was promoted to corporal, learned the Six Styles of the Navy, and his strength began to improve by leaps and bounds.

At 34, he was already a master of Armament Haki, and had earned the nickname "Black Arm" Zephyr on the sea.

At the age of 38, he was promoted to admiral of the navy. In the same year, he met Lucia and married her.

At the age of 39, his child was born and named Talvis.

At the age of 42, his family was killed by pirates in Marinford. He lost control of his emotions and contracted asthma.

In the same year, he moved from the front line to behind the scenes, founded an elite naval training camp, and began to train powerful generals for the navy.

Over the past fifteen years, he has trained countless talents for the navy, including the current three admirals of the navy.

It can be said that he devoted his entire life to the Navy.

"Lucia, Tarvis, I'm here to see you."

Zefa said softly that he was not afraid of death, and his only regret was probably that he could not save the students on this ship.

When his thoughts returned to reality, Zefa, who thought he was going to die, suddenly widened his eyes, and his original relief was once again replaced by despair.

"do not want!"

Bang!

A marine suddenly stood in front of Zephyr and was chopped away by Weeble's sword.

Blood spurted onto Zefa's face, and he didn't even see the marine's face.

But he knew that they were his dearest students.

"Don't even think about hurting our teacher!"

"That's right!"

"How dare a mere pirate attack Mr. Zephyr!"

One marine after another stood in front of Zephyr. Although they knew they were no match for him, they still did not choose to retreat.

"What are you doing? Run!"

Zefa's eyes were wet with tears, which mixed with the blood on his body and flowed across his face.

"Teacher Zefa, now it's our turn to protect you!"

"That's right, we are the navy. How could we abandon our teacher and run away?"

"We are the elite of the navy. He's just a pirate. We can still deal with him."

The sailors did not look back. Even though their bodies were shaking and they were afraid, their tone was still full of passion.

Like they said, they are the elite of the navy, they are not afraid of death.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow falls on the sea, covering up the original blue and... the gradually richer blood red.