The marine commodore couldn't help grinning, it'd been a long while since he'd had a good fight and she was almost fast enough to pull off soru. He'd have to talk to Vice Admiral Garp about finding a trainer for such a thing. Especially now that the Straw-Hats had the ex-CP9 members working for them. Not even bothering to jump over it, Smoker, still refusing to use logia unless necessary, braced against the kick, shifting and moving his leg to catch the girl's ankle between his boot toe and shin, stopping her kick mid-arc.

"You leave your face too open at that angle," he warned, lifting up the free knee as if to kick her but stopping easily far enough away to give her time to back up.