Chapter 29

Cackle cackle...

Weevil clenched his fists, making a clear crisp sound, the sound as if it came from the underworld.

"You killed my mother, I will kill you! No!!! You all have to die!!"

Boom~

Weevil suddenly rose and punched toward Zefa... the Karl opposite. Now the person Weevil hates most is Karl, the man who killed his mother.

"Damn! Six Styles Mystery: Six King Gun!"

Karl's hands were instantly covered with Armament Haki, clenched into fists, and met Weevil's fist head-on. The duel between the two moves erupted with a fierce shockwave!

Crack crack~

The small ship under their feet made an unbearable sound, but Karl was ultimately no match for Weevil's brute force. Seeing that he couldn't hold on, Zefa immediately came to support.

"Six Styles Mystery: Crushing Fist!"

A fist the size of a sand pot hit Weevil's head Move Move Like a meteor. Weevil was hit by this punch and retreated again and again, but it seemed that he was not greatly affected.

I saw him shake his head, rub the part that Zefa hit just now, and then rushed toward Zefa while howling.

Karl, who had recovered, hurriedly shouted toward Zefa: "His upper body defense is too strong, try attacking his lower body."

Karl is not talking nonsense. Weevil's upper body is as strong as a cow, but his two legs are as thin as noodles, and they don't look very resistant to beating.

"I'll try!" After finishing, Zefa quickly fought with Weevil, constantly looking for opportunities to attack his lower body.

Karl picked up the Wumaru that fell on the ground, held it tightly with both hands, ready to sneak attack...

No, how can the Navy's affairs be called a sneak attack? This is a righteous backstab!

As the two fought, this small ship soon became teetering, and there was a possibility of sinking at any time, but soon, the opportunity came.

I saw Zefa grab Weevil's elbow with both hands and quickly adjust his center of gravity, his right foot slammed toward Weevil's supporting foot, making him lose his balance.

"Drink! Fall for me!!"

Zefa began to exert force, his whole body's muscles bulging high, and Weevil, who lost his balance, was hard-thrown over the shoulder by Zefa.

With a "Boom~", Weevil fell heavily to the ground.

Karl's eyes lit up, good opportunity!

Then he jumped up high with the Wumaru and slashed at Weevil's right knee with all his strength. To be precise, it was the patellar ligament of the knee!

Hiss~

"Ah ah ah ah!" Weevil let out a painful wail, slapped Karl away, and rolled on the ground in pain clutching his knee.

"Master Zefa, break his leg!"

Zefa nodded, his right leg began to accumulate strength, found the gap in Weevil's rolling, and kicked accurately on Weevil's injured knee.

With a "creak~" crisp bone sound.

Weevil's right leg collapsed completely, making a long wail.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

Karl and Zefa had such thoughts in their hearts at the same time. Zefa took action first, immediately attacked Weevil's other leg, and unloaded his left leg in three or two strokes.

Now Weevil completely lost his mobility, only his upper body maintained lethality, but not much.

As the saying goes, pulling one hair affects the whole body. Any part of the human body is very important to the body. Losing both legs greatly reduced Weevil's lethality.

Now, he was nothing but a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Half an hour later, Weevil had lost consciousness, but not his life; his vitality was too formidable, hardly human at all.

"Master Zefa, what now? Shall we kill him?"

Zefa nodded, panting heavily. The battle with Weevil had exhausted him; after all, he was advanced in years. Even with the assistance of Karl and Ain, his stamina could not sustain him in a fight lasting days and nights, unless he were to overdraw his life force.

"You brat, you're asking me? Haven't you wanted to kill him all along?"

Karl chuckled and scratched his head, then walked toward the unconscious Weevil, Wumaru in hand.

"This guy is a bit strange. Master Zefa, look at the scars on his body!"

Zefa looked in the direction Karl was pointing. Weevil had three shocking scars on his body, as if he had suffered major injuries where his entire left arm and head had been slashed or severed.

"I noticed long ago. At first, I just assumed his recovery was super-powered, that he could recover even from such attacks."

"But thinking about it carefully, that's impossible. If he truly had such strong recovery, how could he have been left with scars?"

Karl nodded silently. He now strongly suspected that Weevil was a stitched-together monster created by the Marine Science Unit, but it was only a suspicion, with no concrete evidence.

"Forget it, Master Zefa, these aren't things we should worry about. Let me send him on his way!"

"You do it. I won't interfere."

Zefa stepped aside, breathing evenly. Then, the sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out. Zefa slowly closed his eyes, shaking his head with a sigh.

After exerting a tremendous amount of effort, Karl finally sent Weevil out of this beautiful world, but the blade of the famous sword Wumaru, which he had just obtained, now had a crack in it.

Karl guessed it must have been left behind when he blocked that strike from Weevil. The sword was effectively ruined, but it didn't matter; there was another black blade in the Florian Triangle!

"Master Zefa, I've already fired the signal flare. Binz and the others should be back soon."

Zefa nodded, turned, and walked toward the cabin of the training ship. Just before entering, he turned back and said, "Karl, remember to call Marine Headquarters for support. Our ship might not make it back to Headquarters."

"Yes, yes, don't you worry."

Another half hour passed, and several rescue boats slowly approached the training ship. The recruits swarmed onto the deck, and upon seeing Karl standing by the railing smoking a cigar, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Karl, how is Master Zefa? Is he alright?"

Karl looked back with a smile: "Don't worry! Master Zefa is fine, just a bit tired. Don't disturb him; let him get some good rest."

"Then, Karl, the battle just now..."

Only then did the recruits notice that the training ship was already riddled with damage, full of holes and slash marks, and the whole ship was creaking.

"That pirate with a bounty of 320 million berries... has he been killed by Master Zefa?"

"Yes, the body is on that boat over there. If you want to see it, go ahead and search that ship while you're at it! There should be some gold and treasures on board; remember to bring them back to be confiscated."

"That goes without saying!!!"

Soon, most of the recruits ran over to the small, teetering ship.

Looking at Weevil's small-giant-Move Move Like body, the recruits gasped.

"So this is the kind of opponent Master Zefa and Karl were facing? Too terrifying!"

"Look, he actually has the same mustache as Whitebeard. Could they really be father and son?"

The recruits pointed and whispered around Weevil with excitement, until the ship could no longer hold up, at which point they emptied the treasures Miss Bakkin had incited Weevil to plunder and returned to the training ship. ===== CHAPTER 51 =====