Chapter 51 Zefa's shock (please read it later)

"Um, Mr. Zefa. We have all learned the Six Styles of the Navy."

The flying squirrel looked at Zefa, who was inspired, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"I know you know the Six Styles of the Navy. You worked very hard in the military academy. It's normal to learn a few tricks."

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Zeff patted the flying squirrel on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"But I'm talking about them, these ordinary soldiers."

"The Six Styles of the Navy are difficult to learn. Even if ordinary people learn them, they can't teach others. It just so happens that I am an expert in the Six Styles of the Navy and I know how to teach others."

The flying squirrel looked at Zefa's firm attitude, hesitated for a while and said:

"Teacher Zefa, what I mean is that ordinary soldiers can also know the Six Styles of the Navy."

"Hahahahahaha, flying squirrel, I didn't expect that you have learned to joke after leaving the military academy."

Zeff's hearty laughter rang out on the deck.

"The Six Styles of the Navy, even the soldiers of the headquarters may not all know it, how could there be soldiers who know the Six Styles of the Navy in the four seas."

The flying squirrel gritted his teeth and decided to confess to Zefa:

"Teacher Zefa, I know you may not believe it, but it is true. If you don't believe it, just call a soldier to demonstrate it and you will know."

Zeff looked at the flying squirrel in front of him. Out of trust in his students, he didn't say much.

Because he knew the flying squirrel better. When he was in the military academy, the flying squirrel was an obedient and honest navy.

Under normal circumstances, he would never lie or deceive others.

Besides, if you know the Six Styles of the Navy, you only need to call a soldier to demonstrate it.

In this case, Zefa didn't think the flying squirrel would lie to him.

He casually called a navy soldier who looked very young and motioned him to come over.

"Report to General Zefa, Private Hans of Branch No. 133 reports to you!"

Hans straightened his chest and saluted Zefa solemnly.

After Zefa returned the salute, he looked at the soldiers in front of him.

"Well, just now your branch chief Flying Squirrel said that the soldiers in your base have mastered the Navy Six Styles. Do you know how to do it?"

Hans scratched his head embarrassedly:

"The Navy Six Styles are so difficult, how can I learn them all."

Zefa nodded. Yes, the Navy Six Styles are so difficult, how can the navy soldiers in the world learn them all?

Hmm?

Wait, what he said just now was not all, that is, the Navy Six Styles? ? ?

Zefa's eyes widened.

Hans didn't seem to see Zefa's shocked eyes, and said casually:

"My talent is very average, and I have only learned three of the Navy Six Styles so far."

The Flying Squirrel couldn't help but feel proud. Although it was Rowley's credit, now these excellent soldiers are all his subordinates.

"Hans, General Zefa wants to see your Navy Six Styles, you show him."

"Yes, branch chief!"

Hans responded immediately after hearing the voice of the Flying Squirrel.

The Six Styles of the Navy - Shaving!

His legs exerted force suddenly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zefa and Flying Squirrel looked at the other end of the deck. Hans, who had just disappeared, had appeared silently on the opposite side.

"General Zefa, Branch Chief, this is the Shaving I master."

Then Hans' body seemed to become as soft as paper and twisted in the air.

The soldiers next to him also cooperated to attack Hans, but no matter whether it was swords or fists and feet, they could not touch Hans' figure.

"The Six Styles of the Navy - Paper Drawing?"

Zefa murmured.

It's not that he had never seen the Six Styles of the Navy. On the contrary, the Six Styles of the Navy were as simple as junior high school mathematics in his eyes.

But in any case, it was amazing that the Four Seas Navy, who were only at the elementary school level, knew the Six Styles of the Navy.

Although the Six Styles of the Navy performed by Hans lacked some strength in terms of power, it was indeed the real Six Styles of the Navy, not fake.

Hans, who dodged several attacks in a row, returned to his normal form.

With his feet stepping on the air, he floated in the air and soon landed in front of Zefa and Flying Squirrel.

"Admiral Zefa, this is the Navy Six Styles I mastered."

Hans said with an embarrassed look.

In Branch 133, only learning three Navy Six Styles is not something to be proud of.

What's more, they came earlier and were the first group to practice the simplified version of the Navy Six Styles.

However, they were all not allowed to learn Iron Block before learning the fifth style.

Although they didn't know why Branch Chief Rowley would set this rule, they still followed it by default, after all, it was given to everyone by Branch Chief Rowley.

"Teacher Zefa, how about it, I have said it all."

Flying Squirrel looked at Zefa with a proud face.

Zefa frowned, as if thinking about something.

After a long while, he spoke:

"This set of Navy Six Styles is different from the Navy Six Styles taught to you at the headquarters military academy. I feel that the power is reduced by one third."

"But if ordinary navy soldiers can learn the Navy Six Styles, then the difficulty must be greatly reduced. Only in this way can soldiers with weak physiques learn it."

Zeff looked at the flying squirrel with burning eyes as if he had discovered a new world.

"I know this is not something you can simplify. You must tell me who simplified it."

"This person must have studied the Six Styles of the Navy thoroughly, so that the power can be reduced very little while greatly reducing the difficulty."

"The situation in the New World is too chaotic now. If all the navy soldiers can learn the Six Styles of the Navy, I think the rampant pirates will be curbed."

Zeff's words made the flying squirrel a little overwhelmed.

Because he knew that with Rowley's character, he would definitely not want to take such trouble.

Moreover, even if he could hand it over, it is estimated that with Rowley's character, he would severely cut the navy.

Seeing the flying squirrel hesitating, Zefa was a little angry:

"No. 133 Branch Chief Flying Squirrel!"

"Here!"

The flying squirrel subconsciously stood up and answered loudly.

"Do you know that on the Grand Line, navy soldiers die every day in battles with pirates? If they all learn the Six Styles of the Navy, these sacrifices can be avoided!"

"But now, because of your hesitation, we may lose such an excellent instructor."

"This is an opportunity to enhance the overall combat power of the navy. Answer me! Can you tell me!"

Zeff shouted loudly.

He is a little angry now.

As a navy admiral, Zefa has almost put all his energy into enhancing the overall combat power of the navy and upholding justice.

Every time he faces the casualties of navy soldiers, his heart is bleeding. Even a strong man has a soft spot in his heart.

Zeff's softness is that of an ordinary navy soldier.

But the flying squirrel does have a reason that he can't say, because he is not sure whether Raleigh is willing to agree to this.

"Teacher Zefa, I have to call him, otherwise I really can't make a decision for him."

The flying squirrel finally gave Zefa a reason, and he ran to the office to call Raleigh.