Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

? After a lot of jumping around, it was midnight when we sat down again. Vegapunk came over with a bound test data weighing 4Kg and put it on the table, making a dull sound of "boom" , Tell Ron "knowledge is power" with practical actions.

"The painting pole is an anti-acid, anti-corrosion, and high-temperature anti-acid painting pole made of special alloy. The left and right crescent blades and halberd tips are mixed with Hailou stone powder, which can reduce the wear and tear caused by long-term power on to a certain extent, and keep sharp."

"You can't understand other specific data such as hardness and toughness. Let me use an analogy... Among all the substances I know in the world, only Hailou Stone can be compared with it. You can let go and fight !"

"I know" not only includes all kinds of alloys and minerals known in the world, but also includes the black technology materials that Vega Punk, a genius scientist who "leads the world for five hundred years", only knows himself!

"This is a weapon that is more terrifying than those supreme sharp knives! Whether it is sharpness or other aspects!"

"How is it? Satisfied?!"

After finishing speaking, Vegapunk raised his legs, turned on his halo of being a top student, and enjoyed Ron's admiring gaze.

"Satisfied! Of course satisfied!"

Ron stroked the slightly rough handle of the halberd, then turned to look at Vegapunk solemnly.

"Thank you, Mr. Vegapunk!"

"You're welcome, it's also a fascinating research project for scientists, and I've learned more than you can imagine, you don't have to thank me."

After all, Vegapunk frowned slightly and asked.

"However, Lieutenant General Ron, I remember that the weapon you have been using before is a sword, right? Are you not used to suddenly changing to a painted halberd in the style of the Kingdom of Flowers?"

This was the second time Ron had heard the question.

Indeed, it is inevitable for a person who is used to one weapon to switch to another. Even weapons of the same style are not exactly the same. Different weights and handles take time to get used to, so as not to affect combat effectiveness.

Vegapunk believed that it was impossible to fail to see this with Ron's wisdom, so he, like Zefa, was very curious about Ron's purpose in making this decision.

"Mr. Vegapunk also thought I was a swordsman?"

"of course not!"

If Ron is a swordsman,

That is an insult to the swordsmen of the world!

Vegapunk himself doesn't have much combat power, but his vision is no weaker than that of the top powerhouses.

"That's right, not only am I not a swordsman, I don't even have any accomplishments in weapons!"

"then you……"

Vegapunk frowned slightly, as if he had caught something.

Ron smiled slightly at this and explained.

"For me, the power of weapons is just a means to better utilize the power I have in my hands."

"The single-edged sword has only a few attack methods, which may be suitable for a swordsman who focuses on practicing swords, but for me who only regard it as a means of fighting, it seems too simple and too simple gone."

Vegapunk suddenly realized, indeed!

It was they who went into a misunderstanding.

First of all, Ron is not a swordsman. He doesn't have a persistent sword heart. All weapons are the same to him.

Secondly, to Ron, Leiyun is just a weapon that can make him more convenient to fight. Since he wants to change weapons, he must change to one that is more applicable.

However, the unique weapon attack method of the painting halberd, which is unique to the Kingdom of Flowers, is much more flexible than the single-edged sword, such as shoveling, back slashing, horizontal stabbing, downward stabbing, slashing, horizontal slashing, cutting, reverse, flat hook, and nailing the wall. , stabbing, punching, picking, and straight chopping are all kinds of things.

In addition, the weapon lock window composed of double crescents can form a restraint effect on most swordsmen.

Judging from Ron's "practical" concept, it is not at all awkward to choose to draw a halberd, but it should be taken for granted.

"I see!"

Vegapunk cleared his doubts and exclaimed: "You are really different, Lieutenant General Ron!"

I am used to those swordsmen who regard swordsmanship as their life, including the lieutenant general in the headquarters. Ron, who only classifies weapons as a kind of strength, and his people-oriented concept are incompatible with most people in this world.

But also because of this, this is the real Ron!

He is not pursuing or longing for something from the perspective of a lowly person. Power is power, and I am the strong. This kind of overbearing and self-respecting thought!

"Okay, I understand..."

Vegapunk smiled slightly, and took out a booklet from his arms: "This is a little gadget I researched from the Thunder Cloud Dragon Pattern, you can try it. With your thunderbolt physique, you may be able to find Something different."

"Um??"

...

Three days later, Marin Fodo, the abandoned Yanwu Square.

Zefa took off his shirt and his face was heavy, his gnarled muscles heaved and fell with his breath, his majestic tiger-like eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him, with a solemn expression.

shave!

boom! !

As soon as he stepped out, the dazzling thunder made the sun look extremely dim. Ron was surrounded by surging currents, like the thunder god descending, and rushed forward with a thunder halberd in his hand in an unmatched violent gesture.

The extremely condensed thunder and lightning danced wildly in all directions, and just a trace of thunder snake hit the ground, causing a large cobweb-like pit with a diameter of more than ten meters to appear on the floor. The ferocious and perverted murderous aura was crazily transpiring, making Zefa's dark face even deeper.

"This brat really wants to beat me to death!"

With a cold snort, Zefa brazenly clenched his remaining fist, and a black light covered his arm.

hum! !

The strong vibration caused the air to scream sharply. Facing the terrifying halberd that fell towards him, Zefa took a step forward and punched straight up.

Martial Arts · Nether Gate!

Zizi...boom! ! !

The moment of contact, half of Yanwu Square instantly turned into powder!

Tons of boulders disintegrated in the violent thunder, leaving a shocking sinkhole in place.

call out……!

A figure retreated from the smoke and dust, Zefa's arm trembled slightly, and blood dripped from the long and narrow bloodstains from his wrist to his fingers, falling to the ground and blooming blood.

But at this moment, crackling lightning flashes followed, and Ron suddenly appeared beside him with a thunder halberd in his hand. His eyes were bright and flashed with blue lightning, and he cut across the knife!

laugh! !

Zefa quickly squatted down to avoid the deadly crosscut, and the blue arc that stretched for nearly a kilometer flew into the sky, and after it exploded, it completely destroyed the clouds.

But at this time, another murderous intent appeared beside him with almost no gap.

"What?! What speed is this?!"

There was no time to be surprised, or even to use the armed domineering defense, the dazzling white meteor gun hit his chest, and Zefa opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.

"puff!!"

Swish...! !

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him. Ron waved away the meteor gun that was about to explode like a fly, clamped Zefa's body with one hand, and walked away from the spot the next moment.

Boom... Boom! !

Waiting for the thunder to disperse, the two had already returned to the remaining half of Yanwu Square. There was a scorched black hole a few centimeters deep in Zefa's chest, which was almost pierced through the heart by the meteor gun.

Kneeling on one knee, it took Zefa a while to recover.

Seeing Ron standing beside him with the Thunder Halberd shrouded in lightning and with an indifferent expression like a god, Zefa had a wry smile on his face.

"You win, Ron."

After a day of fierce fighting, extreme moves were frequently used, but in the end they lost.

The current Ron is not only more powerful than him in combat, but also far beyond ordinary people's imagination in terms of control. After a day of fighting, apart from the fact that the abandoned Yanwu Square's no-man's land with a radius of two to three kilometers was completely destroyed, there were no traces of damage on the periphery.

Either Ron's or his own.

After all, this disciple has reached this point, and now he has nothing to teach the other party.

Zizizi!

A layer of weak current spread out, Ron exited the overload state, and the expression on his face became vivid. Hearing Zefa's somewhat gratified wry smile, he shrugged the back of his head in embarrassment.

"It's still far away, teacher."

"If you were a few years younger, I wouldn't be able to blow you away."

Garp and Zefa are veteran generals with excellent skills. Ron has a deep understanding of how powerful their weapons are. In the past, it was very difficult for him to break through the defense with Thunder Cloud.

If it weren't for Zefa's old age and frailty, coupled with constant hidden injuries, and asthma dragging him down, it would be Garp who would not have given him the opportunity to take advantage of the victory and chase after the vertical chop just now.

"But if you lose, you lose!"

Zefa glanced at him angrily, activated his life return to control the injury in his chest, and stood up.

"Starting today, I officially announce that you have graduated!"

Ron was silent for three seconds, and asked back, "Haven't I graduated for several years?"

Zefa: "..."

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