On an unknown, nameless island.
"Hahaha!"
"Brat, my fists will have you crawling and begging for mercy."
"Are you ready?"
Cap was very interested in teaching a child a lesson.
So, after taking a big gulp of wine, he laughed excitedly.
Benedict heard this, tilted his head, and said, "Crawling and begging for mercy?"
"That remains to be seen, old man."
Cap laughed heartily, revealing his large steel teeth, and then suddenly threw a punch.
"Swish!"
Benedict's figure suddenly disappeared. Cap's sudden punch missed.
And when Benedict reappeared, he was already behind him.
Bang!
Cap spun around abruptly and threw a punch.
Powerful forces collided, and Benedict was sent flying by Cap's punch.
But, very quickly, Benedict's figure vanished in mid-air. With several successive aerial leaps, he attacked Cap again.
"Moonwalk."
"You've actually mastered the Six Powers?"
Cap looked at Benedict with some shock, then became interested, grinning and saying, "I want to see what other skills you've got."
Benedict heard this and suddenly launched a fierce attack.
"Old man, you can't imagine my skills."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous booming sounds echoed on the island, stirring up waves.
On the shore, Bogard and others standing on the warship swayed with the rocking ship, filled with interest and shock towards Benedict.
In just a moment, Bogard could clearly see that Benedict and Cap's battle had exceeded a hundred exchanges.
And Cap, gradually due to Benedict's strength, was starting to get serious.
Bang!
Just as Bogard and the others thought Benedict would eventually be suppressed by Cap, they saw that in another exchange of punches, Cap was sent flying.
His strong body crashed to the ground with a muffled groan, and a pit three meters in diameter appeared.
Cap leaped up and charged towards Benedict at extreme speed, his massive fists striking out continuously, laughing loudly, "Fist Bone, Rapid Barrage."
Seeing this, Benedict became even more interested, saying, "You old geezer, your fists are still too weak."
"Fist Strand, The Secret of Strength."
As Benedict grunted, his hands visibly widened by a few circles, and his arms, as if baked by high temperatures, quickly turned red, releasing heat.
Bogard, watching the scene from afar, couldn't help but widen his eyes.
He couldn't withstand this blow from Benedict.
Boom!
A powerful shockwave spread outwards.
The strong wind instantly pushed the sea waves several meters high, even pushing the warship away.
Bang!
"Old man, you're finished," Benedict said with a wicked grin, staring at the bulging veins on Cap.
Cap heard this and threw another punch, saying dismissively, "That remains to be seen."
Benedict also counterattacked with a punch.
Swish!
Benedict's body flew upwards continuously.
While Cap crashed heavily onto the ground, making another dull sound.
This scene once again shocked Bogard and the others.
Benedict was actually on par with Cap in terms of raw strength.
After all, Cap was known as 'Fist of Steel Cap,' and his strength was not something ordinary people could withstand.
Yet now?
A moment later.
Cap stood up from the pit, brushed off the dust from his body, and said with a laugh, "Hahaha, not bad, you've mastered all the Six Powers, and your strength is beyond my imagination."
"Brat, which unit are you from?"
"Interested in following me?"
Cap looked at the landed Benedict, now filled with interest.
The strength Benedict displayed was strong, but what made Cap even more interested was Benedict's immense potential for growth.
Exhaling a breath, Benedict had to admit that even if Cap hadn't gone all out, his strength was truly terrifying.
Even if he went all out now, he might not be able to defeat Cap.
"Not interested!"
Recruit him?
It was just as he had imagined.
But he was planning to form a new navy, so how could he join the current naval forces?
"Hey, hey, hey, brat, do you know the benefits of following me?"
"As long as you stay by my side and enjoy my affection, you'll have a spot as a candidate for Admiral, and I can guarantee you'll be promoted to Vice Admiral within ten years."
Cap was unwilling to let Benedict go, so he made a bold promise without hesitation.
Benedict heard this and looked at Cap playfully, saying, "Old man, I want to be Fleet Admiral. Can you give it to me?"
Cap was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Benedict and burst into laughter, saying, "Brat, do you know what a Fleet Admiral is?"
"That is someone who dedicates their life to the Navy, accumulates vast military achievements, and earns the respect of all naval personnel."
"To become a Fleet Admiral, do you have the ability?"
Facing Cap's mockery, Benedict's lips curved slightly.
He couldn't touch the position of Fleet Admiral in the current Navy, nor did he want to.
After all, the current Navy was ultimately just a double-edged sword for the Celestial Dragons.
In critical moments, they were still the Celestial Dragons' lackeys, cleaning up their messes.
He didn't have that much free time.
If he had the chance, wouldn't it be better to create his own navy and become Fleet Admiral?
"Ability?"
"Old man, you'll see."
"If possible, I would gladly welcome you to my 'Navy'."
Benedict had already witnessed Cap's fists, his wine was finished, and having completed his mission, he should leave.
Cap watched Benedict turn to leave, then thought about Benedict's words, his mouth twitching slightly.
He was a Navy hero, a Vice Admiral, a powerful individual who could go anywhere in the world.
And now, he was being recruited by a brat.
"Why aren't you leaving?" Cap asked, seeing Benedict stop, thinking Benedict had changed his mind, and said with a smile, "What's so good about being a Fleet Admiral? There's endless work to be done, and a pile of messy troubles."
"With that time, wouldn't it be more carefree to eat, drink, have fun, and train your body?"
Benedict glanced over, walked closer, and said plainly, seeing Cap pull out crackers from somewhere, "Old man, you smashed my sailboat. Pay me for a new one, will you?"
Cap looked at the shattered sailboat, his lips curving slightly, and said, "If you agree to be my subordinate, I'll give you a ship."
Benedict's face darkened, and he decisively turned around, chopped trees, and built a boat.
Then, under Cap's gaze, he stood on a dugout canoe and drifted away with the current.
Seeing Benedict's lack of respect, Cap was somewhat indignant, but then he burst into loud laughter.
"Sir, such a promising talent, and you just let him leave like that?" Bogard came to Cap's side, looking at Benedict's receding figure, and asked with some confusion.
"He is a good talent," Cap replied, eating his crackers. "Benedict, that's the brat's name. You look into which division this brat belongs to and bring him over."
Bogard hesitated and said, "Isn't that a bit improper?"
Cap heavily patted Bogard's shoulder, causing Bogard to stumble forward a few steps, grimacing in pain.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take responsibility for anything."
"Just snatch him over. Such a good talent shouldn't be corrupted by those guys."