One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

Ron's face darkened, and he curled his lip in disdain: "I mean... it's best to avoid saying things that are so easily misunderstood. If word gets out, people will think I, Ron, am a bastard."

Zephyr didn't respond to that question. He loosened the naval justice cloak he was wearing and casually tossed it on the ground.

Then he began to slowly move to the side, his gaze never leaving Ron's face: "They all say I had a dream, but I know that the three-day, three-night battle was real."

Ron hesitated for a moment, but quickly guessed why Zephyr would say that. It seemed that the illusion he had created last time had left an overly realistic mark on Zephyr's memory.

"Hehe~~~" Ron couldn't help but laugh out loud. Someone who was instantly trapped in an illusion still wants to "fight for three days and three nights" with me?

Zephyr watched the changing smile on Ron's face, his gaze darkening slightly as if he understood something: "Was it all fake? I'm really curious, how did you manage to do that?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, his dark pupils suddenly turned scarlet, and three tomoe appeared in his irises, slowly rotating.

Then, Ron's gaze fell on Zephyr's face, and he chuckled, "Don't blink, watch closely. I'll satisfy your curiosity and demonstrate it for you right here."

Zephyr stared at Ron warily, his body slightly tense. He wanted to see exactly how Ron would perform this.

However, after looking at it for a while, he still couldn't find anything different.

The surrounding environment remained unchanged, the sensations in his body remained unchanged, and Ron himself did not move.

Nothing happened.

"And then?" Zephyr asked.

Ron shrugged, his smile undiminished: "That's all."

"You're playing me?" Zephyr's expression was slightly displeased. He let out a soft breath and then spoke again indifferently, "Fine, whatever. Now... let me experience your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zefa slightly lowered his body and sprang up from the ground like a spring, rushing towards Ron's direction.

"Sizzle~~~"

As he sped off, Zephyr's right fist was quickly enveloped in Haki, the surface of his fist leaving a buzzing sound as it cut through the air.

As soon as he got close to Ron, he threw a punch.

Ron was also fast; his fist was wrapped in Haki almost simultaneously, and he swung it out to meet Zephyr's fist.

"Bang!"

A dull thud exploded between the two.

The aftershocks spread rapidly outwards from them.

This punch gave Zephyr a general understanding of Ron's strength.

Ron's domineering aura is similar to mine; his only advantage might be his Devil Fruit ability.

"Ron, aren't you going to use your Devil Fruit ability that you're so proud of?" Zephyr asked.

Then, Zephyr unleashed another punch that he had already fully charged.

Ron's movements were almost identical to Zephyr's, and he quickly threw out another punch.

"Bang!"

Another dull thud.

Then, Zephyr grinned and began a new round of punches.

"Ora ora ora ora~~~"

Their fists collided repeatedly, the impact creating ripples of air that spread outwards.

The two men's footsteps pounded the ground repeatedly, backing away and then forward, backing away and then forward again.

"Good, very good, excellent! Ron, let's see who gives up first!" Zephyr's voice was filled with excitement.

But he had just finished speaking.

Zefa suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat.

Hot blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Wh...what?" Zephyr's pupils contracted sharply, and he almost instinctively leaped backward, performing a backflip to create distance between himself and Ron.

Ron simply stood there, watching him with a faint smile, without giving chase.

Zefa was still in shock. He was 100% certain that he had not suffered any damage from the punch he had just received.

Why?

Why did I suddenly vomit blood?

No, that's not right~~~

Zefa quickly noticed that blood was gushing from his abdomen.

"When...when exactly..." Zefa murmured in disbelief.

suddenly.

Zefa's body flew uncontrollably to the side.

"Click~"

In that instant, the world seemed to shatter as if a mirror had been broken.

Then, an angry shout reached Zefa's ears.

"Zeffa, what are you doing, you idiot? Why are you just standing there letting Ron stab you?!"

"Pfft~~~"

As soon as Zephyr, who had been blasted away by Garp's punch, landed, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Then, Zefa looked down at his abdomen, where blood was gushing out continuously.

"Whoosh~"

At the same time, Garp landed in front of Zeff. Glancing out of the corner of his eye at the figure on the ground clutching his stomach, he roared, "What the hell are you doing, you bastard? Do you think you're invincible?"

"Damn it... damn it!!!" Zephyr was so frightened by Ron's bizarre move that he broke out in a cold sweat. He pressed his fingers to the wound on his abdomen, and dark red liquid was seeping between his fingers.

At that moment, my breathing became rapid.

"Hehehehehe~~~" Ron's laughter came from the other side. He was relaxed, his scarlet eyes staring directly in Garp's direction. He said, "Zeffa, how's it going? Did you fight me for days and nights again?"

Zephyr's face turned pale. He suddenly remembered Sengoku's warning: "Never make eye contact with Ron. According to Sakazuki's intelligence, if you do, Ron will control you."

At that moment, Zefa thought to himself: He just couldn't believe that such a strange thing could happen.

But now, Zefa believes it.

"Garp, don't look Ron in the eyes. That guy's Devil Fruit ability can be activated without you even noticing after you make eye contact," Zephyr said in a deep voice.

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