Pirates: Devour All Evil

"Ah, shaving is so hard to learn!"

Karsus looked at Zefa in front of him, somewhat resentful that he didn't have any methods to assist in his training?

If you can step on the floor like this and be so efficient, how long will it take you to practice?

I am indeed too stupid and should think of some quick solutions.

Teacher Zefa was probably planning to figure out a solution himself, so he didn't assist me in training. He is such a good man!

But it is indeed not easy to dare to challenge authority. Teacher Zefa is obviously testing his own character!

"Teacher Zefa, I think it's too inefficient for us to just practice like this."

“Would you like to do something?”

"For training, I think you can tie some sandbags around your legs as training aids. When you think you can stomp the ground 0.36 times in a split second, that is, seconds, you can remove the sandbags."

Karsus looked at Zefa whose face turned red. It was obvious that he had not considered this aspect.

If we just let the students practice hard, the results will probably be half the effort with twice the results.

"Ah, sandbags. We've thought about that kind of thing a long time ago, but a body that can train the Marine Six Styles is at least a captain's strength. Ordinary sandbags like that won't have any effect at all. But if you want them to be effective, you'd have to put too much sand in them. It's simply not realistic, and you can't even train with them."

Zefa still gritted his teeth and explained why he was helpless in not using sandbags.

"Oh~ That Zefa-sensei means that as long as there is a sandbag that is small enough and heavy enough, it will be fine."

"Snow Snow Fruit. Compressed Snow Block"

Karsus formed the snow into a rectangular palm-sized white snow block in his hand. It weighed more than 100 kilograms and had been compressed to a level harder than steel.

It took Karsus a minute to make this snow block, but the Snow-Snow Fruit consumed very little physical strength and he did not feel tired at all.

"Teacher Zefa, what do you think of this snow block I made?"

Karsus threw the compressed snow block directly in the direction of Zefa.

"Ok?"

With a sound of breaking wind, Zefa narrowly caught the compressed snow flying towards his face with one hand.

"Well, it's interesting that such a small piece of snow can weigh as much as a marine recruit."

Zefa weighed the compressed snow block with his hand and found it was indeed not light.

"But don't do such dangerous things next time. The muzzles of the navy's guns are pointed outwards, not against their own people. Do you understand?"

Zefa was obviously angry about Karsus's negligence in operation, and his face turned black.

"I understand, Mr. Zefa, I will definitely do it next time."

"And next time?"

"No, no, no, I won't dare to do that again."

Karsus bowed extremely well, concealing his humility to the extreme.

This wave, this wave is called retreat to advance, at least Zefa can't say anything to him.

When I become rich, I will make things difficult for this old man.

While Karsus wanted to apologize to Zefa, he was secretly planning in his heart.

"Then I will train, Mr. Zephyr."

Karsus said take care to Zefa, then found a corner and installed his own training facilities.

"Use the snow line to tie ten pieces of snow together, and then tie them to your legs, and you're done, haha."

It took Karsas more than twenty minutes to make the two sandbags tied to his calves.

"One sandbag weighs half a ton, so those two sandbags weigh one ton. Let's see how strong I am now as Luffy arrived at the Sabaody Archipelago!"

Karsus raised his left foot with difficulty, then raised his right foot with all his strength.

From childhood to adulthood, Karsas has never experienced such weight training.

However, such extreme weight training is also very important for improving strength. It not only exercises strength but also endurance.

When two people are of equal strength, the one with greater endurance will often win in a life-and-death fight.

This is how important endurance is to a fighter.

Then Karsus found it difficult to walk, but this was not a reason for him to stop training.

Then he tied two similar compressed sandbags on his arms. They were more like snow bags than sandbags.

The snow stored there would be enough to cover a quarter of a sports field if it weren't compressed.

"It's so heavy, but this kind of training will help me to go further!"

Karsas was carrying a total of two tons of weight, but he said nothing. He tried to adjust his breathing and slowly walked on the training ground.

But every step I took left a footprint deep into the ground, five centimeters thick.

One step... two steps... slowly, Karsas completed the whole journey, but he was already exhausted and out of breath.

“This kind of training is interesting.”

Even though he was sweating profusely, Karsus would not stop. After all, this was the dream of many pirates and sailors, the pleasure of feeling their strength increasing every moment.

"Hey, isn't this Karsus? Why are you running so slowly?"

"Are you here for a walk?"

The red-cocked Grant and the tall and thin Zepa beside him looked at Karsus, who was exhausted after running only one lap, and they both felt a little disgusted with Karsus's strength.

"Don't be fooled by appearances, little bastards."

Karsus casually pretended to be cool and walked straight in front of the two men.

Put a hand on Grant's shoulder.

"How is it? How does it feel?"

In just a moment, the cockscomb-haired Grant fell to his knees on the ground and rolled out.

"Phew... I was almost crushed to death, you bastard, do you want to kill me?"

Grant lay on the ground in a utterly ungraceful manner. The feeling of being close to death just now really made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

"Ah, you're so anxious. I just saw the dust on your shoulders on your pure white navy uniform. It's too unglamorous. I was just kind enough to help you brush off the dust, but you actually said that to me~"

Zepa is also a coward. He saw that even the strongest Grant is no match for Karsus.

"Ah, we were just wondering, how could someone as strong as you, Karsus, suddenly only be able to run one lap? After all, you were a fierce man who sprinted 23 laps in a row, so we two have a request..."

Now he finally understood who the real big shot was, and ran straight to Karsas.

"Oh? Come on, it just so happens that having more friends is better than having more enemies."

Karsas also understood that there was no deep hatred between them, and that Grant was just that good, so Zepa had even less future.

It's a good opportunity to give Kuzan some face. I believe that Kuzan will definitely notice me.

"We two want to recognize you as our big brother!"

Zepa pulled Grant to the front of Karsas, held Grant's head and bowed down.

"Hey, stop, stop, I like how unruly you two were just now~"

Grant couldn't stand it anymore at this time and broke free from Zepa's restraints.

"If you want to worship him as your big brother, then do it. Don't drag me into it."

Grant folded his arms with a sullen look on his face and looked at Karsas.

"Then, Brother Karsas, please accept my greetings."

"Humph, traitor!"

As a ten-year-old kid, the two of them were still playing the game of who has the bigger fist and who is the boss.

"Well, it's okay. I don't mind. It's all in the past. We are all marines. After all, we will be working together in the future. It's not good to make a scene too ugly..."

"How about this, I'll treat you two to a nice meal tonight, and you can also take me around the Navy Headquarters?"

"Yes, I agreed."

Grant nodded proudly, agreeing with Karsus' solution.

After all, as a strong man, Karsus didn't bully them, which was good enough. He even invited them to dinner. If they still didn't forgive him, then they were both too petty.

"Okay then, I'm going to go train now, see you tonight."

Zefa, who was standing by, also saw how the three little guys got along with each other. He saw that the way Karsus handled things was indeed in line with his own ideas, and he couldn't help but give him a high score for his character in his heart.

"Karsas, this is really interesting."