Pirate: Soul Blade

The fresh air at five o'clock in the morning always makes people happy

On a green path in Marineland, Yongen finished his morning run, his long black hair wet with sweat.

There is never a shortage of hard-working people in the Navy. During this period of time alone, there are already quite a few people training.

Yongen walked alone under the tree, shining like a firefly in the dark night. From time to time, he used a towel to wipe the sweat on his knife-like face. Under the influence of sweat and hormones,

Exudes a charming atmosphere all the time

The female sailors passing by around him always looked at him casually, and their faces that flickered under the shadow of the trees made them fascinated.

Although the strong are worshiped in the pirate world, outstanding appearance can indeed be regarded as an advantage.

Yongen ignored the looks from around him

Now he just wants to go back and catch up on his sleep. Smoker snored almost all night last night, making Yongen unable to sleep due to the noise.

Afraid of affecting the afternoon training session, I hurried to the dormitory without even thinking about eating.

"Ah, why did you wake up so early? Have you had breakfast? Do you want to go out to eat together?" As soon as Yongen returned to the dormitory, he saw Smoker getting up to wash up in a daze, with a toothbrush still in his mouth, and said to Yongen asked

"No, just go and eat by yourself. I'll take a nap." Yongen ignored the culprit who caused his insomnia, took off his shoes and got into the bed.

"By the way, remember to clean up the garbage you left on the floor." Yongen told Smoker and fell asleep.

"Really, I didn't see so many things when I lived alone. Man, why do you care so much?" Smoker was slightly dissatisfied, but he still dealt with the masterpieces he left behind honestly.

Navy Headquarters - Elite Camp Training Ground

The sun is burning everything on the earth wantonly, as if it wants to evaporate the air

On the training ground, a muscular man with purple hair put his hands on his waist and looked at the crowd in front of him.

The man wore sunglasses and a serious expression on his face as he scanned the soldiers in front of him meticulously.

This is Zefa, who possesses powerful armed haki and is known as the "Black Arm". He has fought countless pirates in his life, but has never killed any enemy. He is a former admiral of the Navy Headquarters who is known as the "non-killer"

"You are all the elites in the navy and the mainstay of the future of the navy. Each one of you straightened your back and stood in a military posture for an hour." Zefa said calmly to the soldiers.

The man's tone was very calm, as if he was saying something insignificant, but it was full of power, giving people an instinct of unconditional obedience.

"Where's the kid who just came today, come out of the queue?" Zefa motioned to Yongen to stand up. Yongen heard the instructor's call and quickly stood next to Smoker to the front of the team.

Zefa looked at Yongen who was coming out of the queue, and looked at him lightly: "Yes, Yongen, right? He has a good body, but in this world, good looks can't bring you anything, only good looks can bring you nothing." Only with strength can you get what you want, you know! Kid"

"Yes, instructor" Yongen straightened his back and replied to Zefa.

"Return to the team immediately. Everyone, go around the playground a hundred times and execute it immediately." Zefa stopped paying attention to Yongen and ordered to the team.

One lap of the elite camp's training ground is about 3 kilometers. For an ordinary soldier, fifty laps is almost a day's training. If you are not physically fit enough, you will collapse on the ground after running.

Yongen has maintained high-intensity training for himself in the dojo since he was a child, and has never given up on polishing himself in the past few years.

These one hundred laps were not difficult for him. He kept running closely with the large group, and sometimes he could even surpass one or two people.

After about two hours, the lap ended.

Seeing everyone sweating profusely, Zefa issued the second task without giving any time to breathe.

1 push-ups

Five thousand in both hands plus five thousand in one hand

Everyone seems to have been accustomed to this kind of training for a long time. No one complained, and they just got down and started doing it consciously.

"Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight" "Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine"

"five thousand"

The ground underneath was wet with sweat. Yongen finished his day's work and sat on the ground to rest slowly. His muscles were a little sore. This was the first time for him to do such high-intensity training.

"Not bad, handsome guy. When Tina came here on the first day, she lay on the ground for an hour before she recovered."

Yongen turned his head, and it was a woman who spoke

The girl has sassy light pink hair and wears a pair of sunglasses with purple lenses on her head. The clothes on her body are the same color as the hair on her head, both are pink.

"Tina's name is Tina. She joined the Navy Elite Battalion half a year ago. You have to call her Senior Sister Tina." The woman named Tina said to Yongen with a smile.

The woman in front of her seemed to like to use her name as a prefix in her words, which formed a huge contrast with her royal sister's face, adding a touch of cuteness.

"What are you talking about?" Smoker walked over casually, chatted a few words with Tina very familiarly, took out the cigar and handed it to Tina.

But Tina took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her pocket and complained.

"I'm not going to slap you, you damn thing." After saying that, he took out a skilled stick from inside and lit it.

"Tina is going to have dinner now, do you want to come together?" Tina turned around and said to the two of them.

"It's okay anyway, let's go together Yongen" Smoker grabbed Yongen's hand and pulled him over.

In the navy mess hall

Yongen, Tina, and Smoker were sitting side by side in a corner, chatting.

"Hey, Tina, how are you doing with your naval six training?" Smoker asked Tina.

"It's okay, Tina has now understood the basic principles of paper painting," Tina replied

Tina and Smog both joined the Navy elite camp half a year ago and are already qualified to practice the Sixth Form of the Navy.

"By the way, Yongen, there will be a quarterly assessment at the end of this month. Do you want to try it?" Smoker asked Yongen.

"I'll give it a try. I know my current approximate strength." Yongen took a bite of the steak on the table and replied to Smoker.

"Hahahaha, speaking of which, I was the No.1 in the last assessment." Smoker laughed.

"Tina is No. 2." Tina also followed suit.

Yongen looked at the two people showing off in front of him and was speechless for a while.

the clown was me