Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 92 Chief Instructor Zephyr (Seeking first subscription)

Time flies, and the training camp has entered its final month. The trainees have been clearly divided into three levels.

The worst are those who are just there to make up the numbers; they can hardly complete the physical training in half a day. These trainees are mainly officers from all over the country, with limited potential, and the main focus is on participation.

The second type is those who can complete the training but find it difficult to master the Six Styles. These trainees make up the largest number, but with continued training, they have a chance to master the Six Styles and are the backbone of the navy.

The third type is the gifted elites who have a sufficient understanding of the Six Powers, or even have mastered some of them. They are the fewest in number and will inevitably become the core combat force of the Navy in the future.

For these elites, the training camp has new arrangements.

At night, Loya freeloaded at Dor's dormitory.

"Will there be a new instructor tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Dole sipped his wine, looking quite melancholy.

Even vice admirals in the headquarters do not all master the Six Powers of the Navy. In most cases, they master only a portion of the Six Powers, such as the combat-aiding techniques "Shave" and "Moon Walk," which are almost always required to be learned.

The other styles are also good, but they are much less popular. Vice Admirals generally have their own fighting habits and rarely rely on the Six Styles in battle.

Therefore, these lieutenant generals of the headquarters are not actually very professional in teaching the Six Forms and instructing students. They can teach ordinary students without any problem, but the elite students should naturally be handed over to professional instructors.

"Loya, the new instructor is amazing!"

"Could it be Zephyr?"

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The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Loya hesitated for a moment.

"Is it really Zephyr?"

"Yes!"

Dor responded dejectedly, still wanting to maintain the mystery, but Loya guessed it all at once.

This kid is great in every way, except he's too smart. He understands everything so quickly, which makes him a bit out of place.

Dol stared at Loya: "Loya, do you know what this means?"

Well...

Loya stroked his chin, speculating, "Does this mean I've already been accepted into the main recruit camp, and once I graduate, I can rise through the ranks?"

"That's right!"

Dol gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes hardening.

That mouth should be sewn up!

"The recruit training camp is a three-year program. Not only will you receive personal guidance from Instructor Zephyr, but after graduating there, you can directly take up a position at headquarters. With your talent, you could become a lieutenant general at headquarters in ten years at most!"

"That sounds pretty good."

Loya smiled and shook his head.

"But I refuse!"

"reject?"

Dor was stunned.

Did she mishear?

The tone suddenly rose!

"You're refusing? Do you know how much benefit joining the recruit camp brings? Loya, it's not just about becoming Master Zephyr's apprentice!"

"I know, but it will take too long."

Loya certainly knew.

Improving one's strength is secondary; joining the recruit camp also means joining the headquarters system and Zephyr's network of connections, which will significantly reduce the difficulty of future promotions.

To put it bluntly, it means becoming a trusted confidant of the Navy Headquarters.

But a three-year cycle is really too long!

Three years later, Luffy will set sail, and the world order will undergo astonishing changes, with the Navy facing a major upheaval.

If he had gotten this opportunity two years ago, he would probably have been laughing in his sleep. But now, he will study for another three years step by step and become a colonel after graduation.

The daylily buds are all cold!

What kind of say can a mere colonel have?

The year following the Marineford War was the perfect opportunity to covet the position of admiral. Once Fujitora and Green Bull took over, there would be no chance for him.

Moreover, the transition from the old to the new world, and the uprising of the revolutionary army, will all erupt within those two or three years.

The world government is about to face its greatest crisis.

Without sufficient status, one can only watch others rise to prominence, and once everything settles down, regardless of who wins or loses, it will have nothing to do with him.

His dream of becoming a king or general will also be shattered.

But Dor could not understand these things.

"Loya, you are still very young, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

"Thank you, Sister Dor. I know what I'm doing."

Loya felt a warmth in his heart. He could feel Dor's concern for him. From Dor's perspective, joining the recruit camp was indeed only beneficial and had no drawbacks.

He just saw further ahead.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Loya put down his glass, stood up, and smiled, extending his hand in invitation: "Instructor Dor, shall we dance?"

"You can dance?"

Dor was surprised and took Loya's hand.

"Of course, I'm a master dancer!"

Loya pulled the woman in front of him and put his right arm around her waist.

Feeling the softness on her fingertips, Loya silently gave a thumbs-up to Dige, who had taught her dance skills.

When you're out and about, you still need to know a few tricks up your sleeve.

Spin and jump!

The next morning, at the training ground in the center of the island's forest.

All the students in the front hundred rows assembled.

Loya's arrival immediately drew the attention of all the students.

"That's black hair?"

Curiosity, skepticism, provocation.

"He's a handsome young man, so cute."

Peacock observed Loya from afar; he was much more handsome than expected. Apart from his slightly fierce expression, his appearance was practically flawless.

Standing next to the peacock, Lu Yun kindly warned, "Sister Peacock, be careful not to become his prey!"

"Really? That sounds amazing!"

Peacock licked her lips, her masculine spirit stirring. If Instructor Zefa hadn't been arriving soon, she would have wanted to test Black Hair's abilities right now.

"They're here!"

A burly man, about three meters tall, with short purple hair, strode over, followed by two officers.

The trainees immediately straightened their backs, held their breath, and secretly glanced at Zefa with undisguised admiration and respect.

Former General Zephyr!

Loya tensed up, his gaze instinctively falling on Zefa's right arm, where the sleeve was empty, indicating that the heavy shredder was not yet in use.

No one speaks.

Zefa walked from the front of the line, his sharp eyes scrutinizing each student, and gave a barely perceptible nod.

"very nice."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this will be the last batch of students he mentors. He has already applied to Sengoku to form a "Naval Guerrilla Force" specifically for hunting pirates.

Zefa stepped to the front of the line, his imposing presence making the trainees sweat with nervousness: "I am Zefa, the chief instructor of the new recruits."

"Instructor Zephyr!"

The trainees responded loudly, their excitement overflowing. Becoming Zephyr's student was the aspiration of countless marines.

Zefa smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm just here to meet you all. You're free to do as you please. Just continue your training as before."

During the last month of the intensive training, he would not interfere too much with the trainees. His main purpose was to observe each trainee's condition and prepare them for the next three years of training.

Everyone has different physical talents and comprehension abilities, so teaching according to individual aptitude is what teachers should do.

The trainees stirred and quickly began their operation.

Peacock stepped out of the line first, but not to find Loya. Instead, she went to the female officer following behind Zefa.

Peacock revealed a wicked smile, and the knife in her hand transformed into a long whip: "Senior Aien, would you like to have a match with me?"

Let's find a less crowded place.

Ain nodded coolly and turned to walk into the depths of the forest.

On the other side, several students wearing bucket hats and with eccentricities approached Loya.

"Hey, you're the one with the black hair, right?"

"Fight us!"

"Let's see if you're as amazing as the rumors say!"

Loya smiled broadly as he looked at the G-5 insignia on the group.

Let's warm up first!

(End of this chapter)