One Piece: Free Ronin

Training is a lot of exercise, which is a repeated consumption of one's own physical strength, so energy-rich foods are essential.

Fortunately, Rocks gave Flo little trouble when it came to food. What Flo needs to do is to train hard, for his own future, and also to avoid being beaten to death by Rocks... yes, not to be beaten to death...

The reason is that after observing Flo's training for a period of time, Locks finally confirmed that Flo's physical recovery speed and nerve toughness are extremely abnormal...

No matter how crazy he squeezed his physical and energy during the day, as long as he took in enough energy, Flo would be able to start tossing around like nothing happened the next day. Although the increase in physical strength is not obvious every day, Rocks can clearly feel that Flo's vitality is becoming more and more vigorous as physical strength is consumed and compensated...

Therefore, not long after, Locks finally left the field to train Flo in person, and Flo began to fall into the most painful period of his life...

Before Rocks interfered with Flo's training, Flo could still relax a little from time to time and take a small breath...

After Rocks left the field, Flo barely had a moment to relax. Rocks could always use weird ways to squeeze out the last bit of energy from his body without causing too much damage to his small body. Controlled just right every time.

And every time Flo wandered off or wanted to be lazy, he would receive a beating that was painful but not harmful to his roots...so that his nerves had to be tense at all times except when sleeping at night.

This made Flo both painful and happy... Every day when she got up, she could feel her body getting stronger, and then a whole day of inhuman torture began.

Slowly, sleeping and eating became the things Flo longed for most, because only during these two periods could he temporarily get rid of Rocks' vicious hands...

The seasons rotate and time flies...

In the first year of training with Rocks, Flo's small body would be tortured to death by him every day, and then the next day he would be resurrected with full health and tortured again.

Moreover, Locks's training methods are very sophisticated, and he can control the training intensity at the critical point that Flo can bear every time. When Flo slowly adapts to this level, Locks will try it out again. The limit that Flo can bear, and then a new round of torture will befall him...and so on.

In fact, Rocks was very measured at the beginning, but as he was 100% sure that Flo would be resurrected with full health after adequate rest, without any side effects... Rocks slowly let himself go.

Second year, third year, fourth year...

This type of training lasted for four years...

In the past four years, there have been several times when he thought that he would die in the hands of Rocks if he continued like this...

But luckily that was just his imagination. He is still alive and well...

Every morning I would be happy that I had survived again, and then I would sigh and run out of the door very quickly to start being tortured, because if I hesitated, I would be beaten...

The daily routine of the first three years was repeated like this, squeezing physical energy every day, replenishing energy and sleep, and then continuing to squeeze. The cycle goes on and on, rain or shine.

In the fourth year, perhaps sensing that Flo's physical strength seemed to be almost exhausted, Rocks joined a new training, euphemistically called it, actual combat training.

This also caused Flo to suffer a lot...

It was said to be sparring, but at the beginning it was almost a one-sided beating, because Flo couldn't see Rocks' movements clearly at all, and every time he only felt severe pain in a certain part of his body, or his body flew far away, Only then did he realize, oh~ it turned out that Rocks had already taken action.

Fortunately, he was very resistant to the beating at that time. After being beaten, he rolled all the way on the ground, but he could still endure the pain and get up to continue being beaten. If he didn't get up immediately, he would be beaten even worse. He was already beaten. He tried it, so no matter how painful he felt afterwards, he would get up extremely quickly...

Of course, he also knew that every time Rocks struck, he would be very measured, at least not to beat him to death.

Later, maybe he received too many beatings and gradually gained experience. Although he still couldn't see Rocks' movements clearly, he could already vaguely feel that the crisis was approaching, but he could only feel it vaguely, because He's never been able to dodge Rocks' attacks...

Until one time, he just turned his head to avoid Rox's punch. The feeling of bliss in his soul almost made him jump with excitement, because he vaguely knew that the ability to sense danger was the prototype of the domineering power of seeing and hearing.

However, he couldn't be happy for long. Then Rocks pushed his knee hard on Flo's abdomen. The force was heavier than before, which directly caused him to fall forward limply... his body curled up on the ground and rolled and whined in pain.

Then I heard Rox's playful voice: "Mou hahaha, kid, it seems that you haven't beaten enough, and you dare to be distracted..."

After what Rocks called a lucky escape, sure enough, he couldn't "get lucky" again for a long time, because Rocks increased the speed of his attacks...

Although there is still no way to avoid it, the sense of danger that is about to come with each attack becomes more and more obvious...

Just like this, one dodge after another, the screams and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground from time to time will always sound in the center of this desert island, which is in harmony with the roars of birds and beasts...

The time was spent honing his body, practicing swinging a knife and getting beaten...

Boring and boring...

Haiyuan calendar year 1509.

A figure with a well-proportioned body, not very thick, but giving off a strong explosive power at first glance, ran towards the rising sun. The person had bronze skin, short black messy hair, a height of 167cm, and was naked and muscular. The upper body, the lower body is a pair of animal skin shorts that are wide enough to cover the knees, and the feet are bare...

The lines on his face are not so clear yet, and he still has not shed his childishness, but his eyes are extremely deep, as if he has experienced the vicissitudes of life, and his facial expression is also a bit stiff and cold (in other words, who else has been brutally tortured for four or five years) Will this be the case next year?).

He opened his mouth slightly and exhaled gently, feeling the gentle breeze caressing his cheeks and the soft morning light. He started his new day with steady steps along the path that he had already taken around the lake. train.

However, he felt that today seemed a bit unusual. From the corner of his eye, there was indeed no one on the wooden pier. He couldn't help but wonder: "Strange, why hasn't that old bastard Rocks come out today? Shouldn't he be sitting there fishing long ago?" "

Thinking about it again, the frequency of swinging hands and feet has not changed at all.

But just as he was running past the wooden house, Rocks' voice suddenly sounded: "Kid, stop. Mou hahaha." As he said this, he walked out of the wooden house.

Floyyan stopped and looked at Rocks in confusion.

Seeing his expression, Rocks said funnyly: "Your body is already strong enough. I think you are qualified to survive in the jungle. Although there is still a high chance of death, it is just right for your next stage." It’s cultivation, Mou hahaha.”

After saying that, he walked towards the big wooden pier where he usually ate, sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up a wild fruit and threw it into his mouth, and then said to Flo who was walking towards him: "And the food from now on will depend on you. It’s solved, Mou hahaha. Be careful not to die in there, kid.”

"Ah, is the forest more dangerous than being around you?" Flo complained in her mind.

But he said coolly: "Ah, I understand."

"Well, eat quickly, replenish your strength and then set off. Mouhaha" Rocks said with a wave of his hand.

While chewing the food, Flo thought to himself: "With my current skinny body and the experience of being beaten for a long time, is it still dangerous in the dense forest? It seems that I have to be careful. Rocks shouldn't be there. Are you telling lies about this kind of thing?"

Feeling that Flo was almost full, Rocks reminded again, "Boy, remember to bring the dagger. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Your weak armed color and knowledge and domineering spirit at that time were not enough." It is used as your capital to survive in that forest. Maybe in the end you will have to rely on my dagger to save your life."

"Tch, is that so? Okay, I understand, but you are so talkative, old man! I didn't see you talking so much nonsense when you beat me up. But I will definitely come back alive with the prey, so just watch it carefully !" After Flo said this arrogantly, he pulled out the dagger stuck on the wooden pillar, hung it on his waist, and strode towards the forest behind the wooden house.

Looking at the figure slowly disappearing into the depths of the jungle, Rocks shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Oh, this kid is getting more and more rude. How did the kid who was so sensible at the beginning turn into In this case, is it still too light? It seems that the intensity of the attack needs to be increased a bit. But having said that, this kid's body is indeed very resistant to beatings, Mou hahaha,"