"Fine, what a sharp-tongued brat." Akainu's expression darkened as he said coldly, "You may be able to muddle through this matter."
"But have you forgotten that today is the day of the duel we agreed upon three months ago? Are you planning to use drunkenness to stall for time and muddle through it?"
At this point, Akainu's gaze turned cold. "Of course, as a Marine Admiral, I will not let anyone say that I am bullying you."
"As long as you admit defeat in public, I can let you muddle through this duel. Consider it giving Fleet Admiral Sengoku and that old man Zephyr some face!"
Whether they were Marine soldiers or commanders, everyone present—including Sengoku and Zephyr—stiffened.
Faced with the "corpses" sprawled haphazardly across the ship, they truly could not see where Qin Yu's confidence in a ninety-percent chance of victory came from.
"Haha, Admiral Akainu, so that's what you were worried about?" Qin Yu gave a dry laugh. "Don't worry. My students' will is etched into their bones. They may look drunk, but their fighting instincts can be awakened at any time."
"As long as your trump cards have no objections, we can begin."
Seeing that Qin Yu showed no intention of backing down or taking the out Akainu had offered him, everyone present, including Sengoku and the others, was taken aback.
In their eyes, drinking was supposed to be exhausting.
Why did Qin Yu sound so utterly unconcerned about it?
"Good, very good. Since you say so, I'll see exactly where your ninety-percent chance of victory comes from." Akainu's face sank as he shouted urgently.
"Drake, Very Good, Shu, come out!"
"Yes, Teacher!"
Drake and the other two answered, appearing before Akainu in a flash like ghosts.
The moment they stepped forward, pride filled their faces as