After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

The two retreated, and Zefa spat out a mouthful of blood. There was nothing he could do; he had beaten the old man to death with a flurry of punches. This guy was bullying an old man.

He was already in his fifties or sixties, and it was highly unlikely that he could win against a young monster.

After a fierce battle, Zephyr clearly felt his stamina waning and his body bearing more wounds.

"Get out of here! All of you, get out of here!"

Zefa yelled at the surrounding students, "You're all young, don't die here!"

The trainees began to jump ship and swim toward the oncoming warship, hoping to be rescued by their comrades.

Thump, thump, thump...

It was like they were being thrown into a pot; faced with such terrifying monster pirates, they could only run away immediately.

When people are fleeing for their lives, they don't think about much else, and they don't care whether the warship opposite them has the ability to rescue them.

However, it was too late!

The large naginata swept across the group of students who had not escaped without any hindrance, carrying an incomparably sharp killing intent.

Zephyr blocked the opponent's slash with one hand, but his Armament Haki broke through his defenses almost instantly, and blood flowed freely from his arm.

Has his domineering aura broken through my defenses?

Damn it, this guy really does have the power to cut through Armament Haki!

Sure enough, I'm getting old.

Zefa sensed immense danger and could only retreat while clutching his injured arm.

As she retreated, Weevil leaped up again, rushing towards the most densely packed area of ​​trainees.

"Teacher Zephyr!"

"Teacher Zephyr, help me!"

Many students cried their eyes out.

No!

Zephyr cried out in alarm and used all his strength to block the slash, managing to stop it right in front of Weevil. No one expected this.

I'm afraid I can't withstand this blow.

But even if you can't bear it, you have to bear it.

We must not allow children to suffer even the slightest harm.

I must take them with me no matter what.

Even if my arm is severed!

Zefa crossed his hands with his blood-stained arms and used his tall body to protect the students, determined to protect them with his own arms and even his life.

I'd risk my life for it!

Ugh!

The heavy naginata slashed down, tearing the air apart with a shrill sound, carrying an almost earth-shattering force.

At this critical moment.

A sharp blade appeared out of nowhere, blocking the large naginata that was filled with murderous intent.

Zephyr saw a strong figure wearing a black cloak, who used both hands to wield a sword and block Whitebeard Jr.'s attack, while spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the deck beneath his feet.

Then, the other party raised his foot and kicked Whitebeard Jr. in the groin, causing him to cry out in pain immediately.

Sharpshooter, shoot him!

A flash of cold light appeared, and Whitebeard II Weevil was sent flying backward, a huge gash appearing on his chest.

The opponent then fell backward, spitting blood, seemingly defeated in one blow.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the students looked at the man blocking Zefa's way in disbelief.

"Who...who are you?"

Zefa looked at the man and couldn't help but ask.

The other person turned around, beaming, "Professor Zephyr, it's been a long time!"

"You...you're Iron Man Martin!?"

Zefa looked at it carefully, and after a silence of about ten seconds, he realized that the face looked somewhat familiar.

“Professor Zephyr, I didn’t expect you to still remember me. I thought you had completely forgotten me.”

Martin smiled and put away his gun.

Zefa laughed, "Of course I remember you. When I taught you the Six Styles, you only learned Iron Body and were always looking for people to beat you up. If no one beat you up, you would deliberately provoke them. By the way, you seem to have gotten younger, hahaha..."

Yes, when you have a student who specializes in training iron blocks and leaves a lasting impression on you, the student may not have any other talents, but they are quite gifted in training iron blocks. They are over thirty years old and they actually come to ask you for advice, and they have mastered the iron block technique in just one year.

Unfortunately, he lacked talent in the other five of the Six Styles of the Navy; otherwise, he might have already become famous.

Martin blushed slightly: "Let's not bring up the past..."

There's a kind of embarrassment when someone reveals that you wet the bed as a child.

Yes, Zephyr was one of his teachers. Back then, he personally consulted Zephyr about the Six Styles of the Navy and learned about the Iron Body.

Making the move was done on a whim.

"Hey, how did you become so amazing?"

"Carrying so many swords, are you a swordsman?"

What is your current military rank?

Zephyr looked Martin up and down, then touched his chin, his gaze becoming much more serious.

Whether it's parrying Weevil's naginata or severely injuring Weevil's moves, neither is easy.

"I was originally a Navy warrant officer, but I've retired now."

Martin answered.

Retirement?

Zephyr couldn't help but exclaim, "Are you crazy, you old guys? You don't look like a naval warrant officer at all!"

He paused, his expression serious: "That move just now was already below the level of a general!"

Martin gave an awkward laugh and remained silent.

Zeff put his arm around Martin's shoulder and said, "Since we've run into each other today, let's go to Impel Down."

Impel Down?

That batch was quite far away, and it was very different from their intended destination.

Just as Martin was about to shake his head, he sensed that the ship Zephyr was on was also beginning to sink, and the drenched naval cadets were scrambling back onto their own warships.

All three warships sank, but fortunately, the naval soldiers were all good swimmers and swam faster than ducks, heading towards their respective warships.

Well, it looks like I have no choice but to go!

Martin looked at Zefa, who was busy saving lives, with a strange look in his eyes, filled with compassion.

According to the storyline, when the old man learned that the pirate who cut off his arm and killed many of his students had joined the Navy as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, he began to have strong doubts and distrust about the Navy. He then resolutely left the Navy and established the "NEO Navy" with the goal of annihilating pirates all over the world.

At the age of 74, he met Luffy, engaged in a fierce battle, and ultimately died in battle against the Marines. After his death, he was buried by Kuzan on the island where he died.

Zephyr hasn't lost an arm, and the naval cadets haven't all been killed, which means Zephyr's tragic future has been averted.

For no other reason than "inevitable justice"!

Is that girl who can rewind fruit on the ship?

Chapter 114 Peach Blossoms in the Waves

The sea breeze remains the same, and peach blossoms ripple in the waves.

The ship was overcrowded, and the wounded were all properly taken care of, with some receiving bandages and others resting.

Robin, Yoel, Tashigi, Nami, Zoro, Kuina, and others began to care for the wounded.

"Thank you, Martin. If it weren't for you, I would be dead, as would these students."

Zefa stood at the bow of the ship and thanked Martin.

"You're welcome, Professor Zephyr. It's what I should do."

Martin smiled and said, "By the way, teacher, is there a girl named Ian among your students?"

"Ian?"

Zephyr called out to a secluded corner, "Ain, come here for a second."

A young woman with a great figure came up to Martin.

She was a beautiful woman with long, flowing, wavy, sea-blue hair, dressed in a naval uniform, with blood-stained bandages wrapped around her legs and a blue cloak draped over her shoulders.

The bandage on his leg showed a blood-stained cross-shaped wound, clearly indicating a severe injury.

Yes, she's a beautiful woman!

Her face is a bit chubby, but her legs are nice; you could admire them for years.

"Aion, do you know about the Rewind Fruit?"

Martin asked.

"The fruit of regression?"

Ain shook her head slightly, looking as if she didn't understand.

Martin wasn't surprised. At this age, Ain hadn't yet obtained a Devil Fruit, but he was indeed quite handsome. If it weren't for his three wives and so many other people around, he could have taken a fling and played with her legs.

Something's not right. How come I have such a strong life force?

Do you get all sorts of ideas when you see a beautiful woman?

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