h!The snow on the ground suddenly swirled and flew.A flicker of incredulous astonishment crossed Bonnie Waldo's pupils.BOOM!!As one foot landed, smoke and snow roared like dragons, and the earth let o...Chief!!

Although this ranking has no real tangible rewards, for the sailors present, it is far more precious than any other reward.

After all, they are already members of the training camp, and can be said to have half a foot in the door of "commissioned officer" ranks. In the future, they will surely become the backbone of the Navy Headquarters.

What they lack is fame, is prestige.

If you think back to who the chief of the previous training camp was, you'll know how valuable this is.

The top two officers of the first officer training camp were: Polusalino, currently a Rear Admiral of the Navy Headquarters; and Sakaski, currently a Rear Admiral of the Navy Headquarters. Both are known as "monsters."

The Chief of the Second Officer Training Camp: "Hero's Son" Monkey D. Dracule, currently a Rear Admiral in the Marine Headquarters.

If they could take the "chief" position away from the training camp, they would naturally have a reputation on par with these three people!

Even if one doesn't win the top spot, who would be happy to see their name absent from the list when there are still second, third, fourth, and fifth place rankings

Those who can attend the officer training camp are the geniuses and elites from all branches of navies around the world. What's more, they are only in their early twenties, the time when they are full of youthful vigor and ambition. No one is willing to be inferior to others, each with their own pride!

At this, all the sailors present cast their eyes to Darren and Kousan, their gazes flickering between them with a hint of provocation in their eyes.

Then, let's draw lots now.

Ze Fa took in everyone's expressions and gazes, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

He pulled out a wad of tightly rolled paper from his bosom and spread them on his thick, knobby palm.

There are fifteen of you in total, with seven numbers from 1 to 7 on these fifteen pieces of paper. Two people who draw the same number will duel each other. A total of fourteen people will participate in the first round of duels.

This also means that one person will be left out and directly promoted.

Everyone agreed, after all luck is part of one's skill set.

This is true in everyday life, and even more so on the battlefield.

On a battlefield of bullets and shells, who knows when a shell might land right beside you and explode Where would you go to seek justice then

"Darren, hope I get to fight you in the first round!"

Kuo clenched his fists and rushed towards Darren.

Darren smiled. "Me too."

He was still curious about Ku Zan's strength.

The current Kizaru is not yet the power house admiral of the future, his strength is still in a rapid growth period.

This might be one of the few periods where we can afford to "tease" a little.

But the one beside him was fidgeting with his hands, muttering to himself in a voice only he could hear:

"Don't smoke, don't smoke..."

He hadn't forgotten the scene of himself and Gigi being tormented by that bastard Darren to the point of near death when they were in the North Sea.

Let others remain ignorant, but I know very well. This madman's ferocity in battle is terrifying!

It's just like a ferocious beast.

Remembering those beatings that were unbearable to recall, I shuddered involuntarily.

He suddenly caught sight of Kusan, his eyes gleaming with fervor as he warmed up nearby. After a moment's thought, he added:

"Don't gacha for Tartaglia and Cyno, don't gacha for Tartaglia and Cyno..."

What a joke, if we ran into these two in the first round, we'd be eliminated straight away...

This once it's sent out, I'll be so embarrassed!

'The genius of this branch, Takagi-san, was eliminated in the first round!'

No, no, absolutely not!

Jiaji tremblingly walked forward, hesitated for a long time before choosing a small paper ball from Ze Fa's hand.

"Don't pull for Tartaglia and Kusanali, don't pull for Tartaglia and Kusanali…"

He muttered to himself softly as he unwrapped the paper, causing Ze Fa's lips to twitch.

"I'm free!!!"

Then, Jia Ji suddenly raised the paper in his hand high. There was a clear "8" written on it. His face was full of excitement, and his smile almost reached his ears.

There was a moment of silence.

In an instant, a pair of eyes turned towards Jiaji, leaving him stunned in place.

...and then.

"Ahem..." His eyes twitched, his smile retracted like a chameleon shifting its colors, leaving behind an expression of utmost seriousness.

"Well, I mean, that's really too bad."

With both hands clasped behind his back and eyes filled with wistfulness and contemplation, a face etched with stories revealed a sigh of regret.

"I thought I'd get to challenge experts like Darren and Kusan in the first round, but it seems like I'll have to wait for the next match."

He glanced at the others, his cloak billowing behind him, his eyes cold and disdainful.

"Come on, everyone! I'll be waiting for you in the next round..."

Everyone: "..."

Ze Fa:：“……”

Gion painfully covered her forehead.

Darren's lips twitched.

"Including his middle school..."

At this time, Ku Zan walked up to Darren in astonishment, his eyes fixed on Jia Ji's "Lone Shadow on the Cold River" state. His gaze was filled with admiration:

"He's so handsome!!"

Darren, Gion, ZeFa...

Soon, the lottery results were out.

Bypass the qualifying rounds and advance directly.

Kujzan drew the "No. 1" and his opponent is former Tokuhai Naval Commander, Navy Headquarters Colonel Doburman!

Gion was drawn "No. 2", and their opponent is Lieutenant Colonel Mosambique from the West Sea.

Darren had a vague impression of Mozambique. That poor fellow was controlled by Doflamingo at the Seven Warlords meeting and attacked other Marine admirals... His strength ranked relatively low among the admirals.

Pressing down on his thoughts, Darren slowly unfurled the piece of paper in his hand.

The number above is “5”.

"Number 5... it seems our opponent is each other, Darren. Prepare to be taken down."

A low voice sounded from behind.

Darren turned, and in front of him stood a strong young man clad in a cloak, with a sword at his hip and a coat of spotted dog fur slung over his shoulder.

Dalmesia, a Rear Admiral in the Marine Headquarters, hails from the Grand Line and is on track to become a future Vice Admiral.

"Your name, I have heard it before."

"The man who killed 'World Breaker' Bundy Waldo, a being called 'monster'... I want to know, how far am I... from you"

Darmesia's eyes burned with intensity as she stared at the naval captain, her gaze slowly shifting and changing.

The black pupils dilated and moved slowly, transforming into the vertical pupils of a canine with yellowish-brown eyes.

Along with this change, a wild aura also emanated from his body.

Darren remained unmoved, smiling calmly:

"You won't be disappointed, Major Darmessia."

"Alright, let's begin the duel officially, following the numbered order!"

After everyone had found their opponents, Zeff announced.

In a duel, you can use any weapon, Devil Fruit powers... there are no limitations on the rules.

"I hope you will give it your all."

Ze Fa waved his hand.

"The first match, Koozan versus Dobberman!"

"Fall out!"

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I want everything, thank you so much.through the waves like a battering ram at full speed.The word "justice," stark and menacing, stood out sharply against the vast expanse of white sail."Cap's reinforcements...have arrived."Reily mutter...