"Boss! Let me stay and help you!" Jazz bravely stepped forward, determined to fight alongside Ronglin.
"You're not ready to fight a Vice Admiral yet. Wait until you're stronger." Ronglin did not waste a single word before directly refusing Jazz.
Jazz could only painfully accept Ronglin's arrangement.
The Fourth Fleet slowly spread out, gradually shifting formation as they raised their sails and retreated, avoiding an engagement with the Marines.
"Reporting, Vice Admiral! The Star Alliance appears to be retreating!" the lookout immediately reported to Tsuru.
"I can see that." Tsuru calmly watched them adjust formation and withdraw at high speed. "Whether they mean it or not, the Celestial Dragons are watching from up ahead. We can't just stand by and let them go."
"Understood!" A Vice Admiral behind Tsuru stepped forward and immediately used one of the Six Powers—Moonwalk—to pursue the Star Alliance.
At the same time, five Vice Admirals flew out in succession, all using Moonwalk as they pressed forward.
Though they were the same rank as Tsuru, she held an advantage in both seniority and strength. Moreover, she was in charge of tactical command, and they obeyed her every word.
"Hmph! They're coming after us!" While directing the retreat, Capone kept an eye on the Marines. Seeing people flying toward them, he let out a cold snort.
"Retreat. Get farther away and stop getting in the way." Ronglin spoke calmly, then stepped over the railing and rose into the air.
"Go, Boss!" Jazz shouted encouragement from the ship.
"Tempest Kick!" Seeing Ronglin personally come up to intercept them, one Vice Admiral did not dare let his guard down. He flipped through the air, borrowing centrifugal force as he furiously drove his power to its limit and unleashed a full-force Tempest Kick.
"Buzz!"
A crescent air blade sliced down