Pirate: I Loaded The Game Panel

A forcibly received a Canglong from the front and turned it off.

Even though Zefa himself wasn't hurt much, his clothes were badly damaged and looked tattered.

However, compared to the tattered purple suit, the white justice coat behind him was still as clean as new.

It stands to reason that the Canglong turned a cannon and pressed it into the ground. Obviously, the justice coat was the first to contact the ground, but I don't know why it was not damaged at all.

Not even a speck of dust got on it.

It's outrageous!

"The dragon just now had a pretty good momentum."

Zefa simply shredded the tattered suit on the upper body, revealing a burly body with a muscular knot, and moved his wrists a few times.

"It's just normal, it's just a pretend scene."

Adrian shrugged, his speech and gesture quite indifferent.

"..."

Zefa was again speechless by Adrian's words.

What, do you really want to kill an admiral in one shot?

The battle ended, and the two sides each fell to the ground. The adjutants who were watching the battle from a distance were also quickly approaching here. Adrian and Zefa, who were talking, became the focus of everyone's attention.

Unexpectedly, even Teacher Zefa himself failed to defeat White Ghost.

After finally seeing some signs of suppressing the opponent, he was pushed into the ground by a white dragon in a blink of an eye.

The admirals and colonels witnessed the whole process of the battle with their own eyes, and saw that Zefa not only failed to gain the upper hand, but eventually lost the upper hand, their hearts were full of disappointment.

Gion looked away, and paused for a moment in the deep pit that was originally a solitary peak.

In the battle between the top powers, if you let go of your hands completely, it will be easy to destroy the island.

The few days of confrontation between Mr. Zefa and Adrian seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is still scruples for those of us who are watching the weak...

"Mr. Zefa, are you alright?"

A colonel of the headquarters asked with a slightly worried look.

"Do you take me for an old man in his seventies or eighties?"

Zefa waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

"The old man is—cough, cough, cough!"

But at the moment of speaking, the strong old man suddenly frowned, raised his palm to cover his chest, and coughed violently uncontrollably.

"teacher!"

"Teacher Zefa!"

The adjutants on the field surrounded them in amazement, ignoring the legendary pirates who were close at hand, and even squeezed them to the edge of the crowd.

"Old man - cough, cough!"

Zefa frowned, and just wanted to forcibly suppress his cough and say something, but he couldn't suppress it at all.

"Teacher Zefa..."

"teacher……"

The adjutants seemed to be worried that their reckless shouting further stimulated the teacher and lowered their voices involuntarily.

"Well, sorry, you may be too tight, give [patient] a little breathing space."

A slightly unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Everyone looked intently, but it was the white ghost who was talking.

"White Ghost! Did you harm Teacher Zefa like this!"

A slightly older headquarters brigadier glared at Adrian.

"I understand your worries about the teacher, but please pay attention to your manners and words, Brigadier General!"

Adrian's eyes narrowed, and invisible coercion emerged from his body, instantly suppressing the brigadier general who spoke.

"Even if there is a doctor among you, you can roughly see that your respected teacher Zefa must be suffering from some kind of respiratory disease!"

The adjutants looked at each other, showing doubts, wondering whether they should believe the words of the white ghost, after all, the other party was a pirate.

But there is no doctor among them. The logistical soldiers in charge of medical tasks are in the training camp near the beach at the moment, and they cannot get here quickly in a short time.

But in the end, sensibility still overwhelmed reason, and the adjutants stepped back in unison, leaving space for Zefa.

Adrian looked at Zefa who was slowly adjusting, and the doubts that originally existed in his heart were finally resolved.

Zefa's strength is not shown much in the original work.

Although you are an Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, he has a "humiliating record" of having his arm cut off by Edward Weibull, the second Whitebeard.

And in the theatrical version of "Z", Zefa, who is already very old, is not only physically disabled, but even needs to take medicine before fighting.

Before the confrontation with Polsalino, Zefa couldn't even care about the "enemy" in front of him, and had to take out a spray to suppress a patient.

Now it seems that from this time on, Zefa has begun to have signs of this.

Zefa's heavy breathing was high-pitched, like wheezing.

Adrian touched his chin and whispered uncertainly, "Asthma?"

"What did you say?" Gion's suspicious voice suddenly sounded beside his ears.

"My medical skills are not too high, and I can barely judge some common diseases in the sea." (From [Physician]'s [Common Disease Treatment])

Adrian turned his head to look and explained.

"From the current respiratory symptoms, it can be roughly inferred that Mr. Zefa should have an asthma-like disease."

The unskilled Gion frowned.

She still believed in Adrian's character.

At least the other party won't joke about this kind of thing.

"I suggest that Mr. Zefa better hurry back to the naval headquarters for a comprehensive and detailed inspection."

Adrian reminded kindly.

"Or follow the diversion route and head to the Drum Kingdom, where the doctor's level is so high that the whole sea knows it."

Gion nodded silently, seemingly taking the suggestion to heart.

At this time, Zefa had also recovered from his heavy breathing.

"call……"

Zefa hammered his chest with his fist, spread his five fingers, and drew five red marks on the strong pectoralis major muscle. With this irritating pain, he relieved the feeling of suffocation in his chest and lungs.

"The old man is still old..."

"...Don't you think there is something wrong with this sentence, Mr. Zefa?"

Adrian came over, and the adjutants made way for him.

"And this is a disease. Even if there is interference from aging factors, a disease is a disease and it needs to be cured!"

"Hum..."

Zefa hummed twice and said indifferently.

"White Ghost, when the old man went out to sea, you didn't know where he was! The old man is not sick!"

Adrian said speechlessly: "Don't be stubborn, Mr. Zefa. Even if you don't believe me, you can go to the Drum Kingdom, which specializes in medical treatment, and do a quick comprehensive examination."

Unexpectedly.

When it comes to physical health, Zefa is acting like a stubborn old man.

"I'm not sick! If I say I'm not sick, I mean I'm not sick!"

Adrian was helpless against such a stubborn old man, he turned his head and gave Gion a wink.

Gion, who understood it, stepped forward.

Taking advantage of the sweet-sounding Gion, leading a group of adjutants, they persuaded Zefa-sensei to go for a physical examination.

Adrian turned around and left, flew to the side alone, and found a clean stone to sit down.

Open the panel silently.

The challenge task of [Black Wrist Zefa] has been shown as "completed". The tug-of-war between the two has already lasted for more than three days, and it has exceeded the maximum time limit required by the panel by dozens of times.

This also means that Adrian can extract one of Zefa's abilities or specialties.

"Bless the beauty of Gion!"

Adrian exhaled and chose the task to settle directly.

Thank you very much for the 500 starting point reward of "Sleeping God Like the Wind"! !

Thank you very much for the 101 starting point reward of "Dream's Home"! !

Thank you very much for the reward of 100 book coins from "Reincarnation · White Night"! !