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Solo swung the tip of his blade and pressed it against Pocato's neck. The blade emitted a silver metallic glow.

Pocato…

Defeated!

" I…lost?!"

Pocato lay on the deck, his eyes wide open as he stared at Solo in disbelief.

His mind went blank and his ears buzzed.

Most importantly, he and Solo had exchanged less than 30 blows!

In less than 30 rounds, he was defeated by Solo!

This kind of thing was simply appalling!

Kirby.

Berumeber.

And hundreds of years of naval soldiers.

They were all stunned on the spot!

"Colonel Pocato…lost?"

Kirby couldn't calm down for a long time. He rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he had seen something wrong.

But…

No matter how hard he tried, he could not change the facts in front of him.

Solo's katana was hanging on Pocato's neck.

If this was really a battle, then…

Solo's katana would easily pierce through Pocato's neck!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Kirby would have found it hard to believe that the person who defeated Pocato in only 30 rounds was actually Solo!

He was one of the people he was most familiar with in the navy headquarters!

"Kirby, am I seeing things? Did Colonel Pocato really lose to Solo?”Berumeber took off his sunglasses and asked Kirby in disbelief.

Hearing this, Kirby could not help but smile bitterly. He also hoped that he was wrong.

However, the truth was right in front of them.

"You didn't see wrongly. Berumeber, Mr. Soro, indeed, defeated Colonel Pocato.”

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that this fact completely overturned Kirby and Berumeber's understanding.

One had to know that Colonel Pocato was no ordinary colonel.

It was a colonel from the navy headquarters!

His strength stood at the top of the navy colonel team!

"Wait, Solo only used 30 rounds to defeat Colonel Pocato. Doesn't this mean that Solo's strength has already surpassed that of a navy captain?“

A series of exclamations came from the navy soldiers.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was very contagious.

"Could it be that Solo now has the strength of a Brigadier General?”

Another voice sounded.

Soon after.

Countless navy soldiers gasped, including Kerby and Berumeber.

They looked at each other and exclaimed in unison," Brigadier General!”

The seventeen-year-old Solo was now…

He had the strength of a navy brigadier general!

Was such a thing really possible?

Kerby and Berumeber looked at each other and nodded, although this sounded unbelievable.

But…

When he thought about how Solo was a monstrous genius.

They suddenly felt that this kind of thing did not seem to be a fantasy.

Besides, although Pocato was usually carefree, he had the dignity and pride of a navy.

Most importantly…

He was a navy colonel.

Solo was a navy soldier.

There was no possibility that Pokato would try to please Solo.

Because of this, it was impossible for Pocato to go easy on Solo in the duel.

This not only tarnished the self-esteem of a navy captain, but it was also an insult to Solo.

Anyone with a little shame would not do such a thing.

Moreover, the moment Pocato became serious, every navy soldier on the deck felt an extremely cold killing intent.

They could not help but feel a little terrified.

Without a doubt, Pocato had used his full strength.

"I lost."

Pocato was silent for a moment before admitting defeat to Solo.

Moreover, he began to feel that the deck of this warship was a little cold.

Seeing Pocato admit defeat, Solo smiled and sheathed his katana.

Although Pocato had lost, Solo believed that no one would look down on this navy captain.

Because…

Anyone with eyes could tell.

It wasn't that Pocato was too weak.

Instead…

He was too strong!

His current strength had completely surpassed that of a navy colonel.

"Colonel Pocato."

Solo said softly and then stretched out his hand.

Pocato stared at Solo's palm and was slightly stunned.

In fact, when Pocato saw Solo's hand.

He wanted to curse in his heart.

It was completely different from his own hand.

Solo's fingers and palms had almost no calluses.

This meant that Solo had never practiced swordsmanship!

Even though Pocato had known about this for a long time, he had fantasized about it more than once.

Did Solo secretly practice swordsmanship?

Trying to improve himself in an unknown place?

Until now, when he noticed that Solo's hands did not have calluses, all his imaginations were shattered at this moment!

Solo was indeed a true genius!

He hadn't even been exposed to sword techniques for half a month!

The more he thought about it, the angrier Pocato became. He rejected Solo's help and stood up from the deck with his own strength.

And then…

"Medic, medic!"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and stop the bleeding!”

Pocato shouted angrily.

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