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"Isn't that vulnerable? It's unconvincing to say this!"

Zefa said slowly, and he also had the idea of ​​taking a breath.

You know, he rushed here in one go!

After all, I am in my seventies, so it is normal to stop and take a breath.

This person is already very old. Before fighting, he has to take some medicine before starting the battle.

"You'll know after you look!"

Cromwell said calmly, seeing that the other party had plans to stop, but he didn't take this opportunity to attack.

"What?"

Zefa turned around and looked over. The new troops who had been defeated by him actually stood up again and entered the battle again.

Most of the soldiers of the NEO Navy were blocked outside the second line of defense.

They wanted to rush in, but were blocked by those players!

Zefa is the only one who really rushed in.

"Do you already understand? The new army is not as vulnerable as you think. If you can rush in, you are the only one who can rush in!"

"You have three very powerful subordinates. Look at where they are now? They are still a distance away from you!"

Cromwell continued.

As soon as the words fell, Zefa continued to look over, and he was inevitably a little silent.

"I take back what I said just now. Your new army is indeed more backbone than I imagined."

“From now on, you have to continue rushing with one person.

The third line of defense is also the strongest line of defense. If you can't rush through it, you'd better give up!"

"Little kid, what do you know? I didn't expect that Kuzan was there too. He would join your new army, which really surprised me!"

“Just just surprised?”

"Are you waiting for me to rest on purpose? You could have rushed up just now, maybe you can have a slight chance to beat me!"

Zefa suddenly said.

"No, I still respect the elderly and love the young!"

Cromwell replied calmly.

As soon as the words fell, Zefa in front of him suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Cromwell.

"I don't need a little guy like you to give in!"

His left hand had turned into a fist and smashed it hard.

‘Iron block·Ten thousand tons!!’

The expression on Cromwell's face was still so calm.

The ground instantly cracked, and many cracks like spider webs appeared, spreading towards the surroundings.

"A capable person?"

Zefa waved his right fist and the huge crusher rushed towards Cromwell.

"I already know that your weapon is made of Hailou Stone, so how could you hit it?"

Cromwell's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and it was shaving.

"Did the Navy's Six Styles? I didn't expect that as a general of the new army, you are very familiar with the Navy's Six Styles!"

"Have you said it before? The predecessor of our new army is also the Navy!"

"Ha, I've heard of it...but are you a little too underestimating me?"

Zefa swung his punch hard, and his left arm was already wrapped in armour.

"I know how to be armed and lustful, so do you, don't underestimate me too much!"

The two fists collided like this. Even Zefa of this period, the domineering hardness of the armed color was not something Cromwell could compete with.

"Crush short!!"

"What?"

Cromwell was caught by the other party's crusher for a moment.

The body suddenly had no effort to do it, and the explosives hidden in the crusher exploded in an instant, with enough power to blow people into pieces.

In this way, a figure was thrown out dozens of meters in a mess and hit the stone hard.

"Is there a third line of defense? Then continue!"

Zefa looked towards the third line of defense and said to himself.

With a crusher, he is simply a very restrained person.

As long as you dare to get close to him, you are likely to be caught by him.

As long as you are caught by him, you will basically have no power to resist!

As a former Navy general, Zefa has a lot of combat experience, far from being comparable to these players.

How can you compare to other people’s decades of combat experience in just one year?

But players also have their own playing style!

"I said, do you look down on me a little too much? I want to solve this kind of attack... Are you taking it too much for granted?"

Cromwell slowly stood up, his face full of his own blood, but he seemed to feel no pain, and said so.

"I admit that I was a little negligent just now. I just changed the fruit ability and I was inevitably a little uncomfortable... The crusher on your right hand is really a person who has the ability to restrain me!

Since that's the case, you won't be able to fight you with the fruit!

Let's continue!"

Cromwell took off his devil fruit and walked slowly towards Zefa.

His steps seemed very steady, and he seemed like nothing was wrong.

"Interesting. Although I don't understand what you are saying, it really surprised me. That move just now didn't solve you..."

Zefa smiled and suddenly came back.

The right-handed crusher smashed Cromwell hard.

"Don't you lose the same time, do you think I'll take it twice?"

Cromwell's killers were all wrapped around the armed color, blocking their chests, and catching the smashed crusher.

The steps under my feet were a little unstable, the ground was sinking, and you could even hear the sound of your bones.

This guy is really powerful and a bit scary.

To be honest, Zefa himself was also a little surprised.

I used to be a capable person, but now I am not a capable person. What is the situation?

"Although you don't know what the situation is, you've already finished here!"

The left arm wrapped around the armed color and continued to bombard it, hitting Cromwell's abdomen.

This force is enough to seriously injure ordinary people.

Even if you use iron blocks to defend, you cannot defend yourself!

After several times, just when Zefa felt that it was almost the same, Cromwell in front of him still had no intention of falling down.

His hands were trembling and blocking the crusher, and blood was also overflowing from his mouth, which was obviously damaged by internal organs.

But his face was still very calm, as if he was not himself who was seriously injured.

This was the first time Zefa encountered such a monster. He was more and more powerful than one punch, and he had already punched more than ten times in a row. The person in front of him just didn't fall down.

"Why have to stick to this level? Why do you have to stick to this level?"

"What did you say? Isn't this a basic operation?"

Cromwell replied.

"What's the meaning?"
Chapter completed!