"Shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shut~shu

Just as Zefa actively explained the key points of physical training and Skyler was also listening with relish, the phone bug on Zefa's body suddenly rang. Zefa frowned and subconsciously looked towards the direction of the building in the headquarters.

When I answered the phone worm, the phone worm's face immediately turned into Marshal Kong's face. I just looked a little angry and shouted: "Zefa! What's going on with you? Today is the day of the World Government Conference. I have emphasized how many times the generals must attend!"

Zefa:(?'?Д?')!!

Porusalino, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up unknowingly and walked silently outside the venue, but soon Zefa's murderous aura locked him in, making him dare not move forward.

To deter the culprit, Zefa quickly said to the phone worm: "Is it still time for me to go there now? Something happened to me here and needs to be solved."

It is not really the person who will hate Zefa because he is absent from a meeting. It is just that Zefa's escape in recent years and his increasing disrespect for the world government have made him worry that Zefa will become the next Cap.

Through the phone worm, Kong Ye saw Zefa's expression. With his decades of understanding of Zefa, he knew that this general might have missed something because of something, rather than deliberately not coming. His tone also became softer and said:

"There is no need for this time. The meeting has ended. After Karp comes back from his mission, there will be another meeting with the world government. Don't be absent, do you know?"

"I understand, Marshal Kong, then I will continue to be busy."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone bug, Zefa's muscles swelled for a while. Skyler, who was only two steps away from Zefa, had her white hair blew up by the waves of air stirring up by Zefa's sway.

"Porusalino! I know that everything is your plan, but I won't care, because I can't watch a good seedling ruined in your hands!

Regardless of whether the purpose of your appearance here today is similar to what I think now, you'd better let Skyler follow my training plan!"

Porusalino was no longer careless at this time, and even had a little bit of what the navy should have. He saluted Zefa. Zefa snorted angrily, turned to look at Skyler, and restrained his emotions and said:

"In the future, training is not only physically. It also requires learning and training to distinguish who are good people and who... Hum!"

Porusalino: Teacher Zefa, just read my naval number directly.

However, Porusalino did not say this, but looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "It's getting late. I'll inform them to prepare lunch unless Teacher Zefa, you want to go and have a halfway journey..."

Before Porusalino finished speaking, Zefa glared at once and said, "Stimulating Fa?! Is it me who forgot to teach you this class? I want to use this to stimulate me? I don't even have any door!"

"Then you..."

Porusalino smiled and looked at Zefa, then looked at Skyler. Zefa's face was gloomy, gritted his teeth and said, "I said that I will not let the good seedlings be destroyed in your hands!"

"Okay~ Teacher Zefa, Skyler Jiang~ Then I'll go prepare lunch~"

After saying that, Porusalino turned into light and disappeared. Zefa stood there for a while and felt humiliated before adjusting his emotions and said to Skyler as peacefully as possible:

"Where did you just talk about it? Yes, your 'qi' should be more than me who told you that your 'qi' has the functions of both domineering spirit and armed color.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing. A good thing is that when your body does not meet the standards of domineering cultivation, you can use your "qi" to familiarize yourself with the two domineering auras in advance, and you can also improve your combat effectiveness during battles.

But there are also bad sides, that is, when you start learning domineering, it is difficult to get rid of it. After all, you already have a substitute, and it is difficult to devote yourself to domineering training..."

Zefa began to explain again. Skyler listened very seriously. His previous mentors were a little out of tune. Except for Dorag who explained some during training, Porusalino and Cap... are both guidelines that they practice.

Therefore, Skyler's understanding of himself was not as good as teaching a few of her own people. Zefa's meticulous and detailed explanation from shallow to deep help her, at least she won't be confused.

The method of Karp and others is more suitable for teaching a person with these theoretical knowledge. Skyler is not very adaptable. Although the results achieved are similar, Skyler can only understand the knowledge and why they trained in this way after learning the skills they taught.

Zefa's explanation is different. He is good at treating his disciples as people without any foundation. After all, he has been a naval recruit instructor for many years. In order to take care of everyone among the recruits, he will give me in detail.

It cannot be said that Zefa's training method is better, it can only be said that it is more in line with Skyler. After all, it has only been half a year since she came to this sea, and she is still too unfamiliar with everything on this sea.

Zefa saw that Skyler was very serious and relieved. When he held his glasses, there was even a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

But his mood quickly calmed down. As a general, he could not easily reveal his weakness. Secondly... the annoying bastard was finally back.

“Yo~hey~”

The disgusting lazy voice appeared with a team of cooks and carrying many things. Zefa was a little confused. Unless the cooks were planning to deal with lunch here, why bring so many ingredients?

But this is obviously unreasonable, but Zefa did not ask, but continued to explain that the barbecue and the freshly prepared drink were completed quickly. After lunch began, Zefa finally understood why there were so many ingredients.

"Should you say...is it worthy of being the daughter of that old bastard Karp?"

Seeing the girl's speed and appetite, Zefa said in his heart, but for only a moment of shock, he soon felt that all this was taken for granted.

The last time he met Skyler, it seemed that it was two months ago. In two months, if he wanted to make so much progress, it not only required super high talent and super high intensity exercise, but also necessary nutritional supplementation.

Speaking of which, being able to intake so much nutrients at one time and then convert them into motivation during training is also an amazing talent. Thinking of Skyler's perverted physical recovery in the morning, Zefa felt relieved.

In this sea, no strong man had a small appetite. Even Zefa had an amazing appetite back then, second only to Karp.

However, over the years, his strength has reached the upper limit of talent, and it is difficult to become stronger. In addition, the number of training and combat times has decreased, so his physical strength has been squandered, so his appetite has become restrained.

After all, not everyone is like Cap. Every day, they are big fish and meat, donuts and fairy beans are kept in their mouths, they go to bed after eating, and no longer exercise, and their strength will not decline.

Thinking of his old comrade-in-arms, Zefa looked at Skyler, his fingers seemed to be gently pressing his forehead, but he covered his face with his palms.

After all, he could not forget his family, his wife who was considerate enough to be able to give but did not know how to ask for, and his son who had always aimed at inheriting his will.

The other hand subconsciously slapped himself on his body, looking for the cigarette he had quit for many years, and handed over a cigarette beside him.

Zefa took it and looked at Porusalino smoking a cigarette, a little stunned.

Because the cigarette handed to him by Porusalino was different from the cigarettes he smoked by Porusalino himself, there were few people who put two completely different cigarettes on his body.

Looking at the cigarette with the strongest tobacco wrapped in the cigar coat in his hand, Zefa became silent more and more. After a long time, he said, "Is this cigarette hard to find?"

Porusalino didn't feel that much, and he looked heartless. He turned on the lighter, slid the gears, handed it towards Zefa, and said, "He is dead, and I don't know if his son has inherited his skills."
Chapter completed!