Guarding Impel Down For A Hundred Years, I Am Invincible

Impel down5.5 floors, training ground.

At the request of Carl Sr. and Tia.

Roger is going to practice the six poses on the spot.

“First is shaving”

Roger spoke.

The moment the words fell.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the gaze of Old Karl and Tia.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the two of them.

So fast.

Not to mention the human eye.

Even Observation Haki can't keep up.

"So fast!"

Rear Admiral Tia sighed subconsciously.

"But this is a speed that only Roger can achieve, because he is already strong enough!"

Old Carl made a serious assessment.

Roger was noncommittal.

"Next up is Moonwalk!"

The words fell.

Only the tapping of footsteps could be heard in the training ground.

But it's not stepping on the ground, but in the air.

At Roger's feet.

The atmosphere exploded into small clouds.

Supporting his body, it floated in the air.

"This is Moonwalk, Roger. Is this how you flew in the sky when you fought the teacher last time?"

Rear Admiral Tia was keenly reminded of the battle between Roger and Admiral Cook that day.

"That's right!"

Roger nodded.

He flicked his right foot casually.

"Tempest Kick!!!"

A dark blue Tempest Kick air blade shot out from Roger's leg.

Cut off the human-shaped steel target in the training ground.

The incision is as smooth as a mirror.

It was as if he had been slashed by a swordsman's sword.

Roger landed.

Point with your right index finger.

Fall on the steel plate.

Only a muffled sound of 'pop' was heard.

A hole was poked in the steel plate.

Finger Pistol! ! !

"This move is so powerful!"

Tia's beautiful eyes are shining again and again.

"Okay!"

Roger moved slightly away.

A flick of the finger.

A hole appeared again in the steel plate.

"Ahem, what kind of move is this? The seventh move?"

Rear Admiral Tia cooed.

"No, no, this can only be regarded as an extension of Finger Pistol - Flying Finger Pistol!"

"After you become proficient in the six moves, you can develop extended skills and combination skills based on the basics!"

Roger explained.

"Brother Roger, you are simply a genius!!!"

Old Karl rubbed his hands, his face becoming increasingly excited and excited.

"Genius isn't really a genius, it's just...forget it, next is Iron Body and Paper Arts!"

"Tia, brother Karl, you can attack me as much as you like!"

Roger put his hands behind his back and waved.

past month.

Roger once considered cutting out Iron Body.

Turn six poses into five poses.

After all, the Iron Body style is really harmful.

I don’t know how many sailors will resist enemy attacks in the future because of the confidence given by Iron Body.

But Roger had second thoughts.

Iron Body's poisonous appearance is just a joke.

Compared to the sailors who fell because of Iron Body.

Many more survived the battlefield because of the Iron Body.

At least they who have learned Iron Body will no longer be injured by ordinary bullets.

Everything cannot be generalized.

For ordinary sailors.

They can't learn Armament Haki.

If you can learn the Iron Body, your life-saving ability will be greatly improved.

So this formula must not be deleted.

Iron Body cannot be deleted even if others are deleted.

Five minutes.

Take Tia and Old Carl as opponents.

Roger demonstrated his Iron Body and Paper Arts skills one after another.

So far.

The drill on the Six Forms has come to an end for the time being.

Old Carl was ecstatic and pulled Roger to start further discussions and research and development.

Tia listened carefully on the side.

From time to time, I come to the training ground.

Follow Roger's example and start practicing.

Under the attraction of six styles.

The original plan was to see Roger and the old Carl and Tia who returned to the headquarters.

Before I knew it, I stayed until evening.

Until Director Columbus came to urge him.

Only then did the two of them realize that it was already this time.

But old Karl still had no intention of leaving.

Just made a call to Marshal Orlando.

He said he had important research here.

I'll give him a surprise when I get back.

So old Carl lived on the 5.5th floor as a matter of course.

Tia didn't leave either.

Watching the two people who spent all their sleep and food studying and practicing the six postures.

Roger just shook his head helplessly.

Immediately came to the kitchen on the fourth underground floor.

I cooked a meal for them with my own hands.

Especially Tia.

She was recovering from a serious illness.

What is most needed is rest and nourishment.

I can't rest anymore.

Then make up for it.

A pot of nutritious chicken soup with strong ingredients fell into Tia's belly.

"It's really delicious, Roger. I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking. If this continues, I really can't live without you~"

Tia sighed with satisfaction.

"Go, take a bath, and then have a good rest. You can practice the six postures slowly. Don't be too anxious. You can definitely master it!"

Roger smiled.

"Um"

Tia nodded happily, stood up and took a few steps.

She looked back and smiled, brushing her hair from her ears.

"Want to come together?"

"Is that okay?" Roger stood up without hesitation.

"Wow ah ah"

Tia, who originally just wanted to tease Roger, suddenly blushed and trotted away shyly.

"hehe"

Roger chuckled, having already seen through Tia's little thoughts.

The 5.5th floor, built and decorated under Roger's personal supervision, is the most luxurious accommodation in the entire prison.

Its specifications are high enough to rival those of other star-rated hotels.

certainly.

There won’t be just one room either.

It is naturally more than enough for old Carl and Tia to stay.

Lie on your back in the comfort of your bathtub.

Rear Admiral Tia played with bubbles boredly.

He sighed softly, seeming a little disappointed.

"Why did you back down at that critical moment? It's obvious that you just need to answer!"

Bang bang!

Tia patted her little face.

"Cheer up, Tia, this is something that has been decided a long time ago. He is your true destiny. Give up all your reservations and just take the first step boldly!"

"Um"

Rear Admiral Tia seemed to have made up her mind.

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Later in the night.

Roger, who finally persuaded Carl Lao to rest, returned to his room.

Then comes discovery.

There was a lazy little kitten curled up on his bed.

"Tia"

Roger pulled up her pajamas and patted the 'cat' little face.

"Well, Roger, are you back?"

Tia rubbed her eyes drowsily.

"Well, this is my room, your room is next door!"

Roger said.

"No, no, this is my room."

Tia yawned and insisted.

Roger was stunned.

I wonder if I really made a mistake by accident?

That's not enough!

I'll be treated like a bastard tomorrow!

Yet look around.

Look at the familiar decorations and your own personal items.

Roger was stunned again.

You're right!

This is his room.

Just as Roger was about to carry the sleeping Tia back to the next door.

Two ivory-white arms suddenly wrapped around his neck.

"Now, Roger, go ahead!"

"I am ready!"

Tia put her mouth in Roger's ear and breathed out like blue.

A moment of hesitation.

Roger put her down again.

"good!"

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