"Both parties introduce themselves first!"

Standing in the center of the judicial island competition arena, a certain CP9 agent as the referee said loudly, "Let's start from the left!"

The two-person team standing on his left immediately began to introduce themselves. They were none other than Robin, Tina, and Zhan Momomaru, who were members of the Navy's intermediate class.

"Navy Intermediate Class Cadet Robin, 10 years old."

"Navy Intermediate Class Cadet Tina, 11 years old."

"Navy Intermediate Class Cadet, 13-year-old Zhan Momomaru!"

The CP9 agent who was the referee nodded, then looked at his right hand: "It's your turn."

"CP9 official member, Rob Lucci, 9 years old."

"cp9 first phase reserve, passerby A, 12 years old."

"cp9 second phase reserve, passerby B, 12 years old."

Seeing that both parties had finished introducing themselves, the CP9 agent continued: "This time the Naval Academy and our CP sequence are conducting a joint assessment among trainees. Although the purpose is to test your training results and strength, no killing is allowed.

If you violate the rules, you will be deemed to have failed the assessment, do you understand?"

"Understood!" x6

"Very good, then let me explain to you the specific assessment content and our evaluation methods..."

…

Just as the CP9 agent introduced the specific content of the assessment, Spangdain flattered General Zefa beside him and started talking to him outside the arena:

"General Zefa, do you think the first team on your side has a higher winning rate, or the first team on our CP side has a better chance of winning?"

General Zefa glanced at Spangdyne expressionlessly. Although he disliked this guy very much and didn't want to talk to him, since he was so hot-tempered, he couldn't give others the cold shoulder. He could only do it out of fear.

He said politely and calmly:

"Your side has a good chance of winning."

"That's right, that's right, me too... hmm?"

Spangdine was smiling and nodding subconsciously, but soon realized that General Zefa said that it was their side that had a better chance of winning, and he couldn't help but be confused and a little depressed.

According to Spangdyne's idea, after he asked this question, the always proud General Zefa should have said that the naval cadets had a good chance of winning, and then he could flatter him... Unexpectedly, Zefa

The general actually didn't play his cards according to common sense.

"You, do you really think our CP students have a good chance of winning?"

"What else?"

"But...General Zefa, I think your students' side has a higher winning rate. After all...after all, there are two Devil Fruit users in your first group!"

(Nice! As expected of me! I immediately thought of a reason to praise you!)

"Who told you that the more people with devil fruit abilities, the greater the winning rate?"

General Zefa frowned and glanced at Spangdyne. As a pure physical expert, he had never been interested in Devil Fruit users. "There are many factors that determine the outcome of a fight, and Devil Fruit abilities are just one of them."

."

"Yes, yes, you are right!"

"...Well, do you usually pay attention to that kid named Rob Lucci in your CP team?"

"Rob Lucci, he... uh..."

Spanda smiled coquettishly, "I was responsible for his assessment tasks before..."

"I heard the story of this child from Porusalino, and I'm really looking forward to his performance!"

General Zefa said this while squinting his eyes and looking at Rob Lucci in the arena.

…

The world never revolves around one person. Every moment, there are big events that are extremely important to someone or some people. Many unknown little people are often famous all over the world because of these big events.

.

Time is now, and place is the other side of the Red Earth Continent.

Under the sunlight, the blue sea looks extremely deep and beautiful, but if you continue to go deeper into the water, as the water depth continues to increase, the light will gradually disappear. When reaching a certain depth, the dark environment will seem to

Swallowing everything, in the soundless silence, only the giant sea kings that occasionally swim by will stir up a little movement.

"Whoosh!"

This is the deep sea 4,000 meters away from the water, an absolutely dark world that cannot be reached by the sun's rays. A figure goes straight up, breaking through the sea water easily, and keeps going up.

This is definitely not a speed that ordinary fish can achieve. It can even be said that even ordinary fishmen cannot achieve it. It is like a sharp arrow!

The distance between the red figure and the water surface quickly decreased.

final--

"Wow!"

The water splashed everywhere, and "it" rushed out of the water, its eyes always looking at the sky, at the top of the red earth continent deep in the clouds, and at the holy land of that world, Marie Joa.

The red figure is an unusually tall fish-man named Fisher Tiger. Under his tall physique, he is full of fearless adventurous spirit.

In the world of pirates, most of the fishmen live on Fishman Island, which is a paradise for fishmen and mermaids. It is located in the ultimate deep sea 10,000 meters below the sea surface and is an area that is difficult for humans to set foot in. Because of this, fishmen

Only non-human races like humans can breathe a little in this world where humans are absolutely dominant.

However, not all fishmen are willing to stay in the dark deep sea forever. They can only rely on the roots of the Sun Tree Eve to bring some sunshine to the bottom of the sea to survive. Men who yearn for sunshine, air, freedom and adventure

There is no shortage of people on the sea, and even after Roger died, there were more of them.

Fisher Tiger is one of them.

He has been the leader of Fishman Street since he was a child, and is regarded as the most reliable big brother by all the younger brothers. Everyone who has met him thinks that he is undoubtedly a man full of masculinity. He is not willing to stay here all his life.

Underwater, he wanted to see the world and the world of human beings, the rulers of the world.

So, as an adventurer, he began a journey around the world, which was like the beginning of a dream.

The adventure process is also quite interesting, with partners, good wine, and meat - it can be called a dream.

But soon, the dream turned into a nightmare.

The person who turned Fisher Tiger's dream into a nightmare was none other than the Celestial Dragons who claimed to be descendants of the great Creator who lived in the high holy land of Mary Joy.

They are also the guys that Fisher Tiger wants to take revenge on this time.

The story of Fisher Tiger is actually very simple:

Three years ago, the Draconians suddenly began to collect slaves on a large scale. Fisher Tiger, who was on an adventure around the world, was unfortunately captured and taken to Mary Joa.

As a fish-man, although he is not as rare as a mermaid as a slave, the innate power of the fish-men still makes them highly sought after by the Celestial Dragons. After all, mermaids can only be used for viewing and abuse, while fish-men can be used as a substitute

It is quite suitable to send the tools to the arena.

From this, Fisher Tiger began a three-year hell-like life - it was not until the Draco who bought him some time ago went out that he was able to find a chance to escape.

If an ordinary person can be liberated from the hellish slave life, then this person will definitely cherish this rare opportunity and find ways to get further away from the Draco people, just like the three Hancock sisters. But Fisher...

Tiger is different. As the boss of Fishman Street, he almost regards loyalty as the most important thing in his life - he is not satisfied with just escaping alone. He wants to try to liberate the compatriots who are still suffering in Mariejoia.

They, he couldn't just watch them continue to suffer in hell!

Therefore, with the deepest hatred and the determination to die, Fisher Tiger came to the Red Continent again, aiming directly at the Holy Land at the top of the Red Continent, Mary Joa.

For people without legal status, the top of the Red Earth Continent is an untouchable existence. Without the elevators set up by the world government, the Red Earth Continent is like a natural moat blocking the vast majority of people in the world.

But Fisher Tiger has his own way - as a strong fishman, his natural physical fitness is like a monster. Coupled with the three years of training in the Mary Jo Adam Gladiator, he can already

Rely on your terrifying physical strength to climb the high red earth continent with your bare hands!

Based on this alone, even if Fisher Tiger's action to rescue his comrades who were slaves failed, he would be enough to go down in the history of the pirate world.

"Wait for me, compatriots! I will definitely rescue you!"

After cheering himself up with a firm oath, Fisher Tiger resolutely began his dangerous and long climb on the Red Earth Continent.

…

"Point the gun!"

Of course, the strength of 12-year-old Rob Lucci cannot be compared with that of himself in later generations. The ordinary "finger guns" he uses now are also far less powerful than those he will use in the future when he enters the "life return" state.

An enhanced version. But even so, the power of the finger gun he is using now is comparable to pistol bullets - after all, his hardened fingers for ultra-high-speed thrusts have gathered all the strength of his body.

"Don't even think about breaking through my defense! Iron block!!"

Although he is dressed a bit silly (with a red bellyband with a pattern all year round), Zhan Momomaru's talent and strength in defense are indeed undeniable - so far, only one student in the Navy's intermediate class has touched the threshold of domineering.

It's him. Although it's still very small, the armed color domineering has indeed been reflected in his body - this is enough to prove why although his strength will not be top-notch in the future, his armed color domineering can be cultivated to a high level that only top masters can achieve.

extent.

With the "iron block" that specializes in defense, coupled with Zhan Momomaru's strong physical fitness and the armed domineering attitude that had just begun to peek at the threshold, Rob Lucci's finger gun was blocked.

Along with the scalp-numbing sound of gold and iron clashing, invisible air waves passed through the fighting arena. Rob Luqi withdrew his numb fingers and his face became serious. Zhan Taowan twisted his neck,
To be continued...