After hearing what Nuoxia said about his purpose, Zefa was stunned for a while and suddenly sobered up.
"Yes, teacher."
Nuo Xia nodded, "I have become proficient in the six movements, but I still feel that my strength is not enough. I can't improve my swordsmanship for a while, so I have to think of ways to do this."
"That's not it……"
Zefa patted his somewhat dizzy head and said with a headache, "What I mean is that domineering is something that you can't just start practicing if you want to practice it. Armed color has very high requirements on the body, and you can't do it now.
"How long have you just joined the camp?"
A boy is still a boy, I can't help but praise him.
Even if you are a great general, you have to work hard step by step when it comes to physical skills. How can you aim too high?
"It's been almost a year, teacher." Nuo Xia shrugged, "But I think my physical strength is enough. If you don't believe it, teacher, you can test it at will."
"Oh? So confident?"
Zefa glanced at Nuo Xia. He knew that his student was not a liar. Since he dared to speak like this, he probably had some confidence.
"Okay, then come with me."
After thinking for a while, he stood up, only to stagger after taking a few steps.
Next to him, Garp got up drunkenly and wanted to help him, but before he could reach Zefa's shoulder, he fell to the ground with a bang.
What the hell, the general’s strength is limited to his ability to drink?
Nuo Xia cursed for a while, until he glanced at the large bottle of wine on the dining table and saw the words 76%vol on the label, his eyelids twitched, he silently closed his mouth, and followed Zefa to the open space outside the office.
.
"Brandon!"
As soon as he arrived, Zefa turned towards another small building where the instructors lived and roared.
A middle-aged man with grass-green hair and a shiny forehead hurried out, saluted Zefa with a military salute, and solemnly said: "Here, Mr. Zefa!"
"This little guy wants to practice domineering. Please help me test whether his body is qualified." Zefa waved his hand, drunkenly sat on the big stone next to him, and Garp struggled to support each other back to back.
That picture looks very much like the "Kappa" icon.
"No problem, Mr. Zefa."
After Brandon responded, he turned around and looked at Nuo Xia with some surprise, "Okay, boy, you are so ambitious and want to start practicing domineering?"
"I think so, but don't we have to let you check the quality first, Mr. Brandon." Nuo Xia smiled.
He was very familiar with Brandon, so his tone of conversation was quite casual.
The other party was also an instructor in the elite battalion. When Zefa was first promoted to lieutenant general, he was already the number one adjutant under him. Later, when Zefa resigned from the position of general, Brandon voluntarily followed him and retreated to the second line.
He held the rank of colonel before retiring. He is a very nice person. He is gentle and easy to deal with at ordinary times. He is very responsible when supervising teaching.
The only thing that makes Nuoxia and the other recruits dumbfounded is probably that they like to brag about their experiences when they followed Zefakarp and the others. Even though they are just trying to make soy sauce, they often talk about all kinds of big-scale wars.
In addition, this man also has a similar-looking younger brother named Brannew, who currently works in the civilian department as a lieutenant.
——That’s right, it’s Brandon who will stand in front of the whiteboard every day and explain PPT to the bosses every day in the future. He is the one who is nicknamed the “King of Meetings”.
"It must be tested first. Mr. Zefa, this is for your own good."
Brandon glanced at the two drunken old men, shook his head helplessly, and said to Nuo Xia: "Then let's start now. I will stand opposite you later and take two shots in total."
"For the first time, you have to try your best to avoid using paper drawings. Let me see if your body's reaction speed can keep up."
"The second time, I will punch out with all my strength. You can only punch hard, and you are not allowed to dodge. This is mainly to see your physical strength and whether you are good at practicing with iron blocks."
"If both items meet the standards, it means that you are indeed qualified to practice Haki. Do you understand?"
"Um."
Nuo Xia nodded, and his expression became serious: "I'm ready, please take action, Mr. Brandon."
The two kept a few meters apart.
"First time, be careful!"
After giving a low shout, Brandon rushed forward like a tiger, punching out two punches at the same time like lightning, hitting Nuo Xia's waist, abdomen and shoulders respectively.
Buzz!
The moment the sound of breaking wind came, Nuo Xia's body seemed to have activated muscle memory. With extremely subtle adjustments, he easily avoided the fist before it landed on his body.
Although his paper painting is only at the intermediate level and there is still a slight gap between him and Brandon in this aspect, the 19 points of agility attribute are not in vain.
After focusing his attention, Brandon's movements were like slow motion in his eyes and did not pose any threat at all.
"Oh."
Seeing that his attack was easily dodged, Brandon was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. The next moment, he distanced himself again, stood still, and began to pour all his strength into his right fist.
"I used armed color to surround this punch. If you fly backwards for more than ten meters, you will fail. If you fly backwards for more than ten meters, you will barely pass." He looked at Nuo Xia, who was a few meters away, and said in a deep voice, "And if you can fly stably,
If you hold your body and only take a few steps back, your performance will be excellent!"
Nuo Xia nodded, indicating that she understood.
"the second time!"
Brandon punched from the front, and all the terrifying power that had been accumulated for a long time poured out towards Nuo Xia's chest. At the same time, he did not warn, "If you can't hold it, don't hold on, otherwise you will be easily... um
?”
The words stopped abruptly.
He stared blankly at Nuo Xia, who was pressed against his chest with his fist, but did not move at all, showing no sign of retreating.
what's the situation?
Why can't this kid move?
…Is it the way I exert my strength that’s wrong?
After a while, Brandon came back to his senses. He was a little disbelieving. He roared and increased his strength again.
boom!
The fist wind with a faint armed look erupted again, but Nuo Xia... still stood motionless, looking at him with an innocent face.
"..."
At this moment, Mr. Brandon with green hair looked blankly at his fist and began to doubt his life.
No, it’s true that I have been relegated to the second line for almost ten years, but my strength hasn’t dropped to this level, right?
"What are you doing, Brandon!" Garp yelled dissatisfiedly, "Harder, harder! You didn't eat in the morning, right? Are you testing your body, or giving him a massage?"
I have tried my best, Lieutenant General Garp...
Brandon turned his head, looking aggrieved like a forty-year-old bald kid.
His mouth opened slightly, and just when he was about to explain, Zefa had already wandered over, waving his hands with a face full of alcohol and saying:
"Forget it, I can see it. I don't blame you. This kid really has a lot of skills."
Then I have passed the test and can start practicing Haki?
Nuo Xia grinned when he heard this. Before he had time to show a happy smile, he saw Zefa rolling up his sleeves and muttering to himself: "You can't count on it. Alas, I'd better try it myself."
…”
ha?
At this moment, it was Nuo Xia's turn to be dumbfounded.
"No... no, Teacher Zefa, doesn't this count as me passing the test? Why do you have to do it again?" Nuo Xia subconsciously took two steps back, and her nervous tone changed.
He really wondered if the wine had too much stamina and Zefa's hands were itchy after drinking it, so he was eager to try it.
"Don't worry, I'm not drunk. I'll be careful with my strikes. It's just a random punch." Zefa looked indifferent.
"I believe you...but why is your arm slowly turning black?"
"Oh? Really? Hahaha, it seems like oh, I didn't pay attention."
"Can this be said without paying attention?" Nuo Xia was shocked.
Seeing that Zefa showed no intention of putting away his arms, he felt like crying but had no tears left. He even began to calculate in his mind how many days he would have to go to the medical room to lie down.
But at this critical moment, a roar suddenly came:
"stop!"
Zefa and Nosha turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw the drunken Garp standing up, righteously angrily saying:
"Zefa, you know what you are doing! You drank so much, how dare you do it yourself? What if you don't control your strength and injure little Nuo Xia?"
Zefa was stunned, while Noxia looked at Garp with gratitude.
——Sure enough, at this time, Mr. Karp, who is still wise and foolish, understands the truth!
"so……"
Garp burped, and cheerfully started to roll up his sleeves, revealing his fists as big as sandbags, "It's better to let me do it for you. I'm not as useless as you. I get drunk with just a little bit of wine... I'm so drunk...
…”
"..."
Nuo Xia was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath, suddenly turned his head, bowed to Zefa, and said solemnly:
"What I just said doesn't count. I'm actually ready. Teacher Zefa, please make sure to take action yourself!"