"Damn Navy, they almost blew me away!"
"Good boy, you have to stand up for your mother!"
Miss Bakkin rubbed her waist and angrily shouted at Weevil. Weevil nodded dumbly.
"Don't worry, Mom! Once we get a little closer, I'll kill them all and eat all the food on their ship to avenge you!"
"Mhm, mhm, that's my good boy! Hurry, hurry, go faster!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Weevil nodded in a simpleminded manner, staring intensely at the increasingly close Training Ship as drool ran from the corner of his mouth.
"They're getting closer."
Carl sighed faintly, then turned toward the recruits from her class and shouted, "Stop firing!"
The recruits operating the cannons froze, but they still chose to obey Carl's order. They stopped loading the cannons and looked at her in confusion.
Carl nodded to Zephyr. He cleared his throat, then said, "Ainz, immediately take everyone except Carl and Ain aboard the Lifeboat and move away from the Training Ship."
"What?!" "No, Instructor Zephyr, we want to fight alongside you!"
"Yeah! He's just a pirate with a bounty of 320 million Beli! With Instructor Zephyr and Carl here, we're not afraid of anything!"
"Nonsense! This is an order. Are you planning to defy military orders?"
"There's no room for discussion. Leave at once! Don't force this old man to throw you into the sea myself!"
Zephyr's tone brooked no argument. The recruits looked conflicted and did not move for a long while.
"It's not that Instructor Zephyr doesn't want to fight alongside us. We're just too weak, and our presence will affect his battle against Weevil."
"If Weevil attacks you, Instructor Zephyr will inevitably be distracted. He could even be badly injured. Is that what you want to see?"
Carl spoke sternly to the recruits. Your intentions were good, but please don't act on them.
Maybe, in the original story, Zephyr had been forced to hold back for the sake of his students. Then, after watching them fall one after another, he lost control of his emotions, suffered an asthma attack, and had his arm cut off by Weevil.
Only by ensuring the recruits' safety could Zephyr focus more fully on the battle without being affected by outside factors.
"Carl's right. We shouldn't stay here and get in Instructor Zephyr's way!" Ainz was the first to come to his senses, urging the recruits to board the Lifeboat.
Very soon, the recruits left one by one. Only Carl, Ain, and Zephyr remained aboard the huge Training Ship.
"Ain, use your ability on Instructor Zephyr!"
Ain nodded. When Zephyr had told her to stay behind earlier, she had already vaguely guessed why. It seemed she had been right.
"Carl, aren't you being a little too cautious? Is Weevil really that strong?"
Carl nodded solemnly and said to Zephyr, "He's the monster known as Whitebeard Jr.!"
"Whitebeard..." Zephyr fell silent for a moment. Gradually forming an idea, he extended an arm toward Ain. "Come, Ain."
Ain took a deep breath. A purplish-red glow appeared in her palm as she pressed it against Zephyr's arm.
The Return-Return Fruit's power took effect.
The wrinkles on Zephyr's face gradually faded, and his presence grew ever more powerful. Even Zephyr could not help clenching his fist as the muscles across his body bulged with explosive strength.
"Whew... So this is what being young feels like? Hahahaha, what a marvelous feeling!"
At present, the limit of Ain's ability was ten years of reversal, and repeated touches could stack. She immediately began a second touch, but the instant the purplish-red glow touched Zephyr, it dissipated without a trace.
Carl raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"
"I don't know. It seems my ability can only work on Instructor Zephyr once. Maybe he's too strong, and this is already the limit."
Carl rubbed her chin. It was unexpected, yet understandable. Ain had already done remarkably well to achieve this much.
"Thanks for the effort. You should leave now! Leave this to Instructor Zephyr and me!"
Ain pressed her lower lip between her teeth. "Then, Carl, be careful. Don't push yourself."
"Hahaha, don't worry! I'm not an idiot. Go on!"
Ain turned and left. The next second, a towering figure descended from the sky, raising his Dadao high before bringing it down fiercely at the equally massive Zephyr.
"Good timing!"
With Ain and Carl's combined boosts, Zephyr was now an ultimate enhanced version of himself. Facing Weevil's powerful slash, he actually blocked it directly with his arm.
Clang!!!
A crisp sound rang out. Zephyr's arm was black as ink, and the blade left not even a scratch on it. Instead, the shockwave that erupted sent Carl flying several meters away.
"Fuck..." Carl clutched her aching chest. Just then, it had felt like being hit by a speeding truck.
So this was a clash between the strong?
Sure enough, I'm trash.
"Hahaha, you really do have some skill. Carl, watch yourself. This old man won't be able to look after you later!"
With that, Zephyr excitedly grabbed Weevil's blade. With a display of overwhelming strength, he actually hurled both Weevil and his weapon onto the deck with a loud bang.
Weevil quickly scrambled to his feet and roared furiously, "Urgh! Damn old man, you hurt me! I'm going to kill you!"
"He wasn't affected at all? What a terrifying physique!"
Carl clicked her tongue softly. That kind of strength was definitely beyond her reach. Better leave him to Instructor Zephyr. Her target was Miss Bakkin, the woman claiming to be Whitebeard's lover.
"Take this slash!"
Zephyr's gaze sharpened. He sank his stance, gathered his strength, and roared, "Rokushiki Secret Technique: Dark Arm!"
He first used Shave to swiftly evade Weevil's Dadao, then raised his right hand high. A terrifying energy began to gather before erupting violently!
Boom~
Weevil let out a scream as the punch sent him flying. He rolled repeatedly across the ground before crashing into the Lookout Tower and falling down, leaving a human-shaped crater in the deck.
Just five seconds later, Weevil leaped back out, his eyes bloodshot. It was obvious that Zephyr's strike had thoroughly enraged him.
"Damn stinking old man, you hurt me so much! Weevil is angry, and the consequences will be severe!"
Zephyr could not help frowning. This fellow really was exactly like the young Whitebeard—possessing monstrous strength and an unbelievably tough body.
What the hell had those idiots in the Navy assessment department been doing? A monster this fierce had only been given a bounty of just over 300 million!
Then Zephyr charged fearlessly toward Weevil's Dadao. The battle had only just begun.
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