Chapter 240: What Kind of Boxing Style Is This?

Seeing Long sweating profusely, Saint Saint Saiwen silently took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.

"Wipe it off, don't catch a cold."

Ivankov pressed his lips together, desperately recalling every sad thing in his life to keep from laughing.

Not many people can make Long lose face; this old man is truly a fun-loving character, and the Revolutionary Army will have plenty of fun to look forward to.

"Are you planning to break into Impel Down alone?"

"What, do you want to go with me?"

Hearing this, Long fell silent once again.

Mr. is so much better; he values emotion deeply and is generous with his guidance, unlike this old man whose words are too sharp, stabbing straight into people's hearts like a pointed knife.

In just a short while, Long not only broke out in a cold sweat but was also teased about catching a cold, and now he is being mocked for not daring to make a scene in Impel Down.

"I cannot let comrades take risks. If you insist on going to Impel Down, you must pass my test first."

Subtext: Defeat me first, or else don't go to Impel Down to throw your life away.

"Please." Saint Saint Saiwen gestured with his hand.

To better conceal his identity, Saint Saint Saiwen decided to abandon the use of his Devil Fruit ability, swordsmanship, and Lunarian flames, fighting Long with only his hand-to-hand combat skills.

Using Karp's boxing style to fight Long makes perfect sense.

Before Saint Saint Saiwen transmigrated, the few times Long had fought were almost always accompanied by fierce winds, leading some to suspect Long's Devil Fruit was likely the Hurricane.

It just so happens to correspond to the three great calamities of the Little Japan.

The calamity-ridden Little Japan should have its disasters come even more swiftly.

Watching the two figures sparring, Ivankov swallowed hard: Mr. has recommended a super tough guy.

Actually pinning Long's head down and pounding it.

And every move targets the head; why does it resemble the moves of the Navy hero Karp?

Or do masters of hand-to-hand combat all like to pound on other people's heads?

A tough guy even braver than Long; when did such a figure emerge on the Grand Line? Truly worthy of Mr., he really has a knack for recruiting people!

In just a few years, he not only built the Morning Star Group into a super power, but he also knows an old man like this tough guy.

While Ivankov was sighing with emotion, Long covered the bump on his head and gestured to stop first: "What kind of boxing style is this?"

Every move targets the head; could he be a disciple Father took in before? I have never heard Father mention him.

Saint Saint Saiwen shook out his fists.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Learn your sister! Long raged inwardly: Karp is my father, my real father!

Do I need you to teach me how to box?

Whether it was because Mr. recommended him, or because the old man's boxing style so closely resembled Father's, Long finally confirmed one thing: the old man is one of us.

Damn it,

I've been taken advantage of by this kid's name again; what kind of parents would come up with a name like that?

The sparring match ended there.

"Sangoma Habayi, breaking into Impel Down is a matter of great importance; we need to formulate a perfect plan."

"Naturally." Saint Saint Saiwen nodded.

"Actually, I have a good idea that can completely attract the attention of the World Government and the Navy."

Long and Ivankov leaned in.

"Tell us more?"

Saint Saint Saiwen lowered his voice.

"I plan to strike on three fronts. First, spread a piece of news that will make the World Government and the Navy's hearts race, such as the son of the King of the World, Rocks."

"Nani?!" Long's pupils widened in shock.

Hearing the name of Rocks' son at this moment, Long's memories were instantly pulled back many years.

During the God Valley War,

Seventeen-year-old Navy recruit Long witnessed the beastly acts of the Celestial Dragons with his own eyes, and from then on, the thought of quitting the Navy and overthrowing the World Government took root.

During that time, he even saved a pair of twin babies at the request of a red-haired woman in God Valley.

"Rocks' son... is still alive?"

Saint Saint Saiwen didn't answer but asked instead: "How is this news? Is it explosive enough?"

As for how the Black Fatty Teach will survive once the World Government finds out, that has nothing to do with Saint Saint Saiwen.

You chose to leave the Whitebeard Pirates and set sail!

If the Navy stages a public execution, Saint Saint Saiwen will definitely go to watch the execution in person as a Celestial Dragon.

Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "If the news is true, it will indeed attract the World Government's attention."

Given the World Government's level of dread regarding Rocks, they would absolutely not allow Rocks' son to continue living and would definitely dispatch an Admiral to capture him.

"Secondly," Saint Saint Saiwen continued.

"We should make a bigger stir recently; do not worry about the gains or losses of a single city or land. As long as the concept of liberation is passed on, there will be successors to take the baton."

"But you must pay close attention to safety."

"Let the comrades adhere to the strategy: when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue."

"Before making preparations to launch a full-scale war, we must absolutely not clash head-on with the World Government; try to choose agile comrades to lead the teams."

Long nodded thoughtfully.

"When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue... this strategy is indeed brilliant."

Compared to the towering power of the World Government, the Revolutionary Army can only be considered a seedling at this moment; a head-on clash would only increase sacrifices in vain.

"Finally, I will find a way to infiltrate Impel Down."

With Saint Saint Saiwen's current appearance, even Mihawk would likely fail to recognize him, let alone the guards of Impel Down.

Once inside, following the prisoner information on Impel Down that Yuzhi Xiliu had collected.

locating the Red Count would be nothing more than a trivial matter.

Moreover, the Red Count has probably already discovered by now: the number of prisoners on the sixth level of Impel Down decreases day by day, making Saint Saint Saiwen's words even more persuasive.

Whether to become an experimental subject of the World Government, or to join the Morning Star Corps and live in freedom from then on.

As long as the Red Count's brain is functioning, he will certainly make the most correct choice.

As for the other prisoners held in Impel Down, Saint Saint Saiwen has little interest; he even wants to kill a few Devil Fruit users to let the Devil Fruits flow back into the sea.

Why invite the Red Count to join the Morning Star Corps instead of directly joining the Revolutionary Army?

Saint Saint Saiwen is not stupid.

He currently has pure gold that is hard to sell and would love to find a few old men from the old era to deceive; how could he possibly hand over a combat power like the Red Count to the Revolutionary Army?

At most, he would let the Red Count act as a spy within the Revolutionary Army, serving as a temporary combat force to assist the Revolutionary Army in causing trouble.

"Well? Are you in or not?"

Before Dragon could speak, Ivankov was already waving his fists impatiently.

"Dragon, we are doing it."

"We now have money and people; this is the perfect opportunity to promote the ideology of liberating all slaves."

Dragon silently wiped his forehead with a handkerchief: "Wait until Crow returns, then we will vote on the decision. This concerns something of great importance, and I must treat it with caution."

"Alright." Ivankov deflated.

Saint Saint Saiwen stretched: "That is also fine."

This fellow Dragon is simply too conservative, but it is understandable; after all, the Revolutionary Army is openly raising the banner of rebellion against the World Government.

Robbing Impel Down... treating it with caution is normal.

Looking back over these years, Shiki was the first to successfully escape from within Impel Down; a jailbreak from the outside seems to have never succeeded before.

Just thinking about it makes one feel excited.