Chapter 10: It is Time to Du-du-du-duel

"Those who have passed 40% of my killing intent test just now are considered to have passed the first level," said Zephyr, suppressing his inner shock. Based on the pass rate of previous years, this year's new recruits were pretty good. Except for Vell, the monster, there were already twenty-two people who had passed the first test.

"Next, it's time for the actual combat test." Zephyr surrounded the group and announced, "As long as you pass the actual combat test, you will become a student of this elite training camp!" Suddenly, many of the new recruits looked around vigilantly.

Zephyr continued, "Your opponents are not from the same batch of new recruits. Instead, they are..." As he spoke, over 20 Marines in combat gear walked over. "Eighteen ensigns, six lieutenants, four lieutenant commanders, and one commander." At the same time, Zephyr turned to his adjutant and said, "Let Tristan join in too."

"Yes, sir." At the same time, the new recruits present erupted in an uproar. Ensigns were not ordinary Marines with a gun, but officers who were given permission to wear the word "justice" on the backs of their clothing. However, this was not impossible. As long as one graduated from the advanced training camp, they could become an Ensign directly under the flagship.

The best among them became ensigns directly under the headquarters. So, they were not invincible. Even a lieutenant did not scare them too much. However, among them, there were four lieutenant commanders and one commander? Even Lieutenant Tristan had to join the battle?!

The power gap between each rank was huge. Moreover, these were officers from the headquarters. Their strength was much stronger than that of the officers from the Blue Sea headquarters. Many new recruits prayed for the first time in their hearts. They prayed to be paired with officers who were at least at the rank of an ensign, and at worst, a lieutenant. The higher the rank, the more challenging it would be. Even if it was just a lieutenant commander, they might not be able to defeat them!

...

Everyone lined up and drew lots. When they got an Ensign, they were overjoyed. The ones who got lieutenants or higher, they all had ashen faces.The one who got the lieutenant commander's, their faces turned directly to purple.

"Mr. Vell, who did you draw?" Koby asked curiously. Vell silently passed the note to him. Koby was speechless. The note read, "Number One, Commander."

"What about you?" "A Lieutenant."

Vell " …"

Is it absolutely fair? Totally shady! Koby and Helmeppo were both lieutenants. And the youngest in the room drew the strongest, a Commander?

"Zephyr, you insulted this old man and deliberately set up a trap for my grandson. He's only eight years old," Garp said, biting on his rice crackers. "How could it be? Vell is the strongest in this class. His ability can't be measured by his age."

"Who did you assign him to draw?"

"Griffin."

"Griffin? Zephyr, you bastard. Griffin is a commander-level officer. Even if he's a commander, you should have not assigned Vell to him." Looking at Garp's slightly changed face, Zephyr laughed and said, "Don't worry, there must be a place for Vell in the elite training camp."

"After all, he's still young, so I gave him a good beating to prevent him from becoming overconfident and arrogant." Of course, Garp didn't believe the nonsense from Zephyr, but he didn't say anything either. Can Vell really not defeat Commander Griffin? It's not necessary.

...

Half an hour later.

"The first match, recruit Vell, against Commander Griffin!" Zephyr announced the first player to take the field. Suddenly, the whole arena was in an uproar. They all thought that Vell would easily pass the test. After all, he was the one who dared to lay hands on the chief instructor Zephyr. But after hearing this, Vell actually started fighting with Commander Griffin?

"No chance, Vell is going to lose."

"The Commander from headquarters is a presence on par with a Captain from the Blue Sea. Winning is impossible."

Some people were indifferent, but most were gloating.

"Make yourself stand out!"

A seven or eight-year-old child overwhelmed them. So what? When facing Commander Griffin from headquarters, he was bound to lose. No one thought Vell could win. The same went for Sengoku, Vice Admiral Crane, and others.

"I'll do my best to fight you," Griffin said, feeling a bit helpless. When he received the order, he had actually refused. At less than eight years old, Vell's talent was already terrifying. It could be said that he was a nailed-on candidate for future admiral. But now, after all, he was not even eight years old yet. No matter how strong he was, he was definitely not a match for Griffin.

"Go all out." Vell was indifferent, "Otherwise, you might not get a chance."

"No chance?" Griffin was stunned. He was really confident. After all, he is a Marine Commander! What does Vell mean by this, that he can defeat me? What a joke!

"Is your grandson so arrogant?" Outside the venue, Sengoku asked with a smile.

"Well, isn't it normal to be arrogant when you're strong?" Garp disagrees. Can Vell win? He thinks so. But he thinks it's impossible to defeat Griffin in seconds. After all, Griffin is also a commander from headquarters, with his strength there for all to see.

Although Vell is not even eight years old and slightly stronger than other marines in headquarters, he is not someone who can be defeated in seconds.

"After all, he's your grandson, he might create a miracle." Vice Admiral Crane eyes twinkled with a smile as she burst out laughing.

The plaza faces the center.

Griffin moved! He was also a swordsman, even a senior swordsman. In an instant, a fierce aura erupted, intimidating Vell.

Boom!

Without holding back, Griffin erupted with all his strength. The same slashing attack erupted and fell towards Vell's head.