Vidal's Aid

Gion and Bullet were unaware that their impulsive challenge had already attracted significant attention throughout Marineford.

Meanwhile, the cause and effect were also presented in the form of a report on Kong's desk, but instead of Admiral Sengoku, Vice Admiral Tsuru was sitting next to him.

In front of the two was a Navy-style Image Den Den Mushi) at work, clearly projecting the scene on the Sports Field onto a light screen.

"Tsuru, your sister has organized an amazing battle," Fleet Admiral Kong teased, putting down the report in his hand.

There was another report with the same content in front of Crane, but she didn't show any anger. She looked at the image gently and smiled.

"Didn't Gion do a good thing? She fully revealed Bullet's terrifying potential to us, saving us a lot of pointless time."

"Indeed." Kong nodded and said, "I had some reservations about Vidal to let Bullet enter the next Special Training Camp, as I had previously done."

"After all, he's too young, only fourteen years old, and will only be fifteen next year. But now we can rest assured, monsters deserve to be treated like monsters."

"I wonder if, besides Bullet, other monsters like Vidal or Sakazuki will appear in the second Special Training Camp?"

Moreover, he also began to take the matter of having Bullet become Garp's apprentice seriously, as it was the best option.

I just don't know if Zephyr will agree.

"I was wondering if we could also have Gion Tokikake enter the Special Training Camp ahead of schedule," Vice Admiral Tsuru said, but his tone wasn't very firm, as if he was still considering it.

"She'll stay with me after she graduates, and then be assigned to another Vice Admiral ship after she comes of age. As for Tokikake, you can handle that."

"Why?" Kong didn't understand the reason for doing this. Was it necessary to make Gion graduate early?

"For the sake of bonds."

Vice Admiral Tsuru looked down at the report on Bullet in his hand and said.

"Bullet's personality is too belligerent and assertive, and he doesn't like to socialize or make friends, which is not a good thing. We need to take precautions."

"So you want Gion Tokikake to become Bullet's partner?" Kong said knowingly.

"Not only those two, but all the trainees in the Special Training Camp are elites, and there's even a possibility of one or two geniuses emerging."

"A genius might be able to befriend other talented people, but it's difficult for him to get along with mediocre ones," Vice Admiral Tsuru said softly.

"Just like you and Sengoku, Garp and the others, right? Haha." Kong laughed heartily.

"Hmm." Crane recalled the scene of the three of them fighting together back then.

On the Sports Field, Bullet had already taken down the previous ninety-nine men, who were now receiving treatment from a large number of medical personnel outside.

As for the remaining person, it was indeed the burly young man who had given the orders earlier, and he was also a Zoan Bear-Bear Fruit user in his polar bear form.

This guy's strength was not only about the same as his, but he was also incredibly resilient. Even after being punched three or four times, he could still grit his teeth and charge forward.

But defeating ninety-nine people doesn't mean he's all alone; on the contrary, the number of people besieging Bullet is much larger than before!

However, due to space constraints, most of them were stationed outside. But this endless stream of troops, like waves, not only gave him a thrilling fighting experience, but also gradually made his body feel tired.

He had very little room to maneuver, merely repeating punches and kicks to knock away the numerous students rushing at him, before immediately facing the next wave of attacks.

This is also related to the geographical environment; the Sports Field is only so big and too wide and flat, with no obstructions, which made him feel a little relieved.

To be fair, this is completely different from actual warfare, but Bullet had no complaints whatsoever.

Time seemed to pass slowly but actually flew by quickly. The setting sun had long since sunk below the horizon, but fortunately, the lights were turned on in time, dispelling the hateful darkness that was trying to interfere with the battle.

How long has he been fighting?

Borsalino gasped, his initial amazement turning into utter shock; in his eyes, Bullet had become a monster.

Although he couldn't compare to them in terms of strength, there seemed to be little difference in stamina. He even suspected that his stamina might not be much better than Bullet's.

After all, he is the type of person who attacks at high speed and whose battles are usually decided quickly. So far, apart from the previous Z Island melee, he has never experienced a battle that lasts more than two hours.

"It's been over five hours. If my calculations are correct, he has already defeated more than three hundred people!" Dragon's eyes revealed undisguised admiration.

"Only three hundred people in such a long time?"

Borsalino curled his lip upon hearing this. If it were him fighting, he wouldn't know how many thousands of people would be blown up in five hours.

"Bullet is a physical combat style, and he doesn't have the ability to clear a large area right now," Dragon retorted.

"Furthermore, I heard Vidal say that he has mastered the Six Powers, but as you can see, apart from occasionally using his Kami-e skills, he hasn't used anything else."

"Besides, he can't really go all out. Even if you were to go up and fight, could you use Glint-Glint Beam to blow them up?"

Borsalino was speechless. Yes, with the explosive power of his Glint-Glint Beam, using it would definitely kill or injure a large number of people.

After all, explosions are never easy to control.

Sakazuki remained silent, feeling he didn't need to launch any attacks; simply standing there in his elemental form would suffice.

When it came to wide-range attacks with controllable destructive power, all three glanced at Vidal.

This guy's Forest-Forest Fruit can completely guarantee that no matter how many millions of people attack, I can guarantee that not a single person will die, but absolutely no one will be able to move!

"Hey, where are you going?" Borsalino asked, watching Vidal suddenly walk away.

"My own child made a mess, shouldn't I, as a parent, clean it up for him?"

Vidal stopped paying attention to the battle situation on Bullet's side and went alone to the other side of the Sports Field.

The area was now filled with injured trainees, and many medical personnel in white coats were busy moving around.

Although there haven't been any seriously injured so far, in this world, as long as you don't lose an arm or a leg, or suffer massive bleeding, you're not considered seriously injured.

A fracture is nothing more than a minor injury that requires a few nutritious meals and a few days of rest; that's just the terrifying physical condition of people in this world.

Instead of immediately taking action, he first found the officer in charge of treatment and explained his abilities and the results he could achieve.

Otherwise, if you suddenly activate your Devil Fruit power at this tense moment, it could very well cause a serious misunderstanding.

Since there's no rush, why not do it more prudently?

"Take a look at this person first."

The middle-aged Colonel who was squatting on the ground examining a wounded soldier was Clifford, the head of the Medical Department at the Marine Headquarters Academy.

He did not directly reject Vidal's offer, but he also did not immediately agree to large-scale treatment. Instead, he cautiously observed the specific effects first.

"OK."

Vidal smiled gently, slowly squatted down, and then stretched out his right hand, a faint green light gradually appearing on his palm.

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