One Piece: Get Stronger by Watching Battles

"Oh? Why?" But Zefa's question came out very casually, despite his strong aura.

“Actually, I’ve only been in the Navy for a few days.” Zhou Ze relaxed a bit and forced a smile. “However, Vice Admiral Garp and Vice Admiral Tsuru have been very good to me, so I don’t want to leave.”

Zhou Ze's idea was simple: if he mentioned Zefa's old friends more often, the probability of a fight would be lower.

Upon hearing Zhou Ze mention his two old friends, Zefa's perpetually troubled face relaxed somewhat, and a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

After a long silence, Zephyr suddenly spoke, "What is justice in your heart?"

Zhou Ze didn't expect Ze Fa to ask this question suddenly. Shouldn't he be inquiring about his old friend's recent situation, and they could all express their longing for each other and be happy together?

Startled, Zhou Ze sat cross-legged on a pile of pebbles, his eyes somewhat bewildered. "If it were before, I might know, but because of some changes, I really don't know now."

"To be honest, ever since I came into this world, I have never known what I should do or what I can leave behind for this world."

"Sometimes, I envy the people in this world, whether they are in the navy or civilians, they all have their own goals."

"But I have nothing. I have no family, no friends, no dreams, and I can't find my direction."

"Justice, I could have given the answer before."

"Justice means enabling people to live and work in peace and to have support in their old age."

"Justice means allowing people to live with dignity!"

"But now, I don't know."

Zhou Ze continued talking to himself, and in the end, he was in tears. He couldn't tell whether these tears were for his past life or for his confusion about the present.

Still standing on the hilltop, Ain and Binz looked at Zhou Ze from afar, who exuded loneliness, despair, and helplessness. Touched, they exchanged a glance and fell silent.

Just then, Zhou Ze suddenly wiped away his tears, rubbed his face vigorously, and revealed a bright smile, "Ah, crying really is a great way to relieve stress!"

"I think I've found a purpose in life!"

"Although I just said I have nothing, I now realize that I actually have one thing."

"I still have regrets. That lovable yet hateful guy has been digging so many holes for decades and never filling them in."

"Now I'm going to find the answer myself."

"There are also some things that I don't think are good, and I will try to change them."

Zefa frowned slightly, looking at the young man before him. He was first bewildered and lost, then heartbroken and tearful, and finally, inexplicably, he seemed to have a manic burst of energy. Zefa was greatly surprised.

"I have met many young people in my life, but I have never met anyone like you before."

Chapter 16 Naval Six Styles

Zefa stared at Zhou Ze, and then, mimicking Zhou Ze, slowly sat down cross-legged.

"How are those old guys doing lately?"

Zhou Ze paused for a moment before realizing that Zefa was asking about Garp and the others. He nodded and chuckled, "They're all doing well. Vice Admiral Garp is currently trying to do a donut-eating challenge."

"Tsuru... uh, I'm not sure what Lieutenant General Tsuru is busy with, but she's in good health."

When the topic turned to Lieutenant General He, Zhou Ze inexplicably recalled the scene where he called her "Grandma He," and he stammered for a moment.

"Well, that's good then." Zefa sighed, then looked at Zhou Ze, "I didn't quite understand a lot of what you just said."

Zhou Ze paused for a moment, then said, "Grandpa, your train of thought is a bit jumbled. What's going on?"

Seeing Zhou Ze's confusion, Zefa added, "It's what you said: justice is when people live in peace and contentment, and have dignity."

Is this really possible?

Zhou Ze nodded and said affirmatively, "Of course."

"How do we do it?" Zepha pressed.

"Huh?" Zhou Ze finally understood what Ze Fa meant. He wanted to achieve that kind of justice in this world?

Thinking of Zefa's life, Zhou Ze fell silent. This was indeed the kind of choice Zefa would make.

He spent the first half of his life fighting countless pirates, but never killed a single enemy.

He didn't begin to hate pirates until he was 42 years old, when his family was killed by pirates.

Eight years ago, his recruit ship was attacked by pirates. He lost his right arm, and all the recruits except for Ain and Binz were killed in action.

And then it's like this now, leading Ain and Binz to form a "pirate guerrilla force" to hunt down pirates everywhere.

"You don't know what to do either?" Seeing Zhou Ze remain silent for a long time, Zefa couldn't hold back any longer and said with a hint of sarcasm, "I should know that it's impossible."

“It’s possible.” Zhou Ze couldn’t stand being insulted. He thought for a while before speaking again, “I have two ideas that I can tell you about.”

"Someone is already working on the first idea, I can try to reach out to them..."

"Hey, don't rush me. I know I'm a navy officer. Let me finish."

"I'm like this..."

Zhou Ze explained his thoughts in detail, and then looked at Ze Fa, "What do you think?"

"Are you sure your ideas are useful to them? That they can achieve the kind of justice you're talking about?"

Zefa stared at Zhou Ze and asked seriously.

"Of course," Zhou Ze said confidently. He had a proven track record of success, you know? Think of our glorious Celestial Empire…

Zefa remained noncommittal. "Tell me your other idea."

Zhou Ze glanced at Ain and Binz on the distant hill, then moved closer to Zefa and whispered, "The second idea is a bit complicated, let me explain it to you slowly."

"This idea is something I just came up with, and it happens to be related to the regret I mentioned earlier."

"Is that so..."

Zhou Ze continued talking, while Zefa nodded occasionally but did not interrupt.

On the hill, Ain and Binz looked at each other in bewilderment.

"That's the idea for now, what do you think?"

Zhou Ze spoke at length before finally asking Ze Fa for his opinion.

“I think your idea is worth a try.” Zefa had actually been thinking along with Zhou Ze while he was talking. He stretched out his right arm, which was fitted with a Seastone prosthetic. “Then, let’s officially start our cooperation from now on.”

Zhou Ze was overjoyed that Zefa agreed so readily. He excitedly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and clashed it with Zefa's seastone fist.

Wish us success!

Wish us success!

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Ain and Binz exchanged a bewildered glance.

Zefa slowly stood up and waved to the two people on the hill, signaling them to come over.

Zhou Ze stood up immediately afterward.

“I have decided to teach Zhou Ze the Six Styles of the Navy. You two go back to the base first and tell everyone that the plan has changed. We will stay on the island for a while.”

Zefa gave instructions to his two disciples.

Ain and Binz, being loyal disciples and subordinates of Zephyr, immediately became worried. Ain even spoke up directly, urgently saying:

“Teacher Zephyr, don’t trust this person so easily. He’s leaving the island before sunset, and there’s no way he could have learned the Six Powers of the Navy in such a short time.”

"Oh?" Zephyr seemed unconcerned, but rather even more curious. "You said something like that?"

Zhou Ze scratched his head, gave Ai Yin an awkward smile, and then nodded to Zefa. "Yes, I don't have my own ship. A naval captain brought me here. I promised her I would get back before sunset."

Zephyr glanced at the sun, which was gradually setting in the west. "You seem very confident?"

“Hmm. I’ll just look at it once,” Zhou Ze smiled. “I’ve heard that the Six Styles of the Navy depend more on individual talent, and those with high talent can even develop more derivative moves.”

"Coincidentally, I consider myself to have considerable talent!"

After listening to Zhou Ze's words, Zefa would have thought Zhou Ze was talking nonsense if it weren't for their previous in-depth conversation. However, since they had already cooperated, he might as well demonstrate it once. It wouldn't take much time. As for how much Zhou Ze could learn, as Zhou Ze himself said, it depended on his talent.

"Ever since I got my prosthetic leg, this body really can't take any more strain. I'll only demonstrate once, so you'd better watch carefully."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ze immediately stepped back a few paces, concentrated his mind, and used the Lesser Formless Skill to focus on Ze Fa.

"Iron block"

Zefa clenched his fists, his blood flowed faster, his muscles moved more quickly, and his body was filled with power.

[Successful learning with the iron block]

"shave"

The feet stomped on the ground dozens of times in an instant, resulting in an explosive increase in speed.

[Shaving and learning successful]

Paper drawing

By releasing all their strength, they use the airflow generated by their opponent's movements to dodge attacks aimed at them.

[Successful Paper Drawing Learning]

"Storm Foot"

Zefa kicked quickly, creating a vacuum before unleashing a slashing attack.

[Lan Jiao's learning was successful]

Finger gun

Concentrate all your strength in your index finger and strike quickly with your hardened finger.

[Finger pistol training successful]

"Moonwalk"

Zefa leaped into the air and kicked repeatedly, kicking as he landed, which allowed him to move his body to the left, right, or higher in the air.

[Monthly Learning Success]

Zefa landed back on the ground, slightly out of breath. The Seastone arm was indeed too heavy. He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhou Ze, "How are you?"

Zhou Zexin bowed deeply to Zefa, saying, "Thank you, teacher. I have learned a lot."