One Piece's Life

Unaen, who was hesitating, looked down at Schneibi, whose legs were trembling. Unaun saw that Schneibi was waiting for him to punch. Unaun understood that Schneibi was about to reach his limit: If I knock Schneibi unconscious , then who should deal with his injuries...?

Yesterday, when I was watching from the sidelines, I broke out in a cold sweat when I saw Schnebby barely withstanding Gray's lightning. I think at that time... Gray's moves should have contained most of their power. After all... there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. Even if Schnebby was 100 times stronger, he probably wouldn't be able to catch Gray's moves...

So far, the fists that Unaun threw at Schnebby had not used much force, not to mention that Unaun's injury had not healed yet. But that's all... Schneibi suffered unprecedented pain. After his breath returned to steady, Schneibi raised his head and stared at Unaen's right fist.

Unaun saw Schneby clenching his fists. Unaun shook his head slightly and thought to himself: The reason why Schneaby didn't wear sunglasses was because he had already expected that he would be knocked unconscious or seriously injured by me. His His medical skills are very reliable, but his strength is still very weak. What should I do?

All along, Unaun has regarded Schnebby as the person who needs to be protected the most. Now, Unaun could see Schneibi's desire for strength from his eyes. Two seconds later, Unaun nodded slightly and quickly swung his right fist. Schnebby, who did not react, hit the wall again, and a sound came from the training room.

With a straight face, Unaun saw Schneby clinging to the wall. Unaun saw that the wall was not damaged at all. He understood that this was because of Gray, otherwise Schneaby would have flown out of the Karoo: Shi Nabby, are you okay? I hope you can recover from your injuries as soon as possible.

A few seconds later, Unaen put away his right fist and said calmly: "Schnebby, are you okay? You are a man... just stand up again. Don't you want to become stronger? Then become stronger in my hands." Be strong." Schneibi, who was lying under the wall, was gasping for breath. Schneibi, who had a nosebleed, quickly raised his left hand and covered his nose and closed his eyes.

Unaen, who had not released his right fist, thought to himself: It seems that Schneibi really wants to become stronger, but... this method is a bit extreme. It seems that I have to take some gentle methods to let Schneibi grow up. . Schnebby, forget why you want to become stronger, it doesn't matter at all. Schnebby, you are my key protection target. As long as I'm here, I will never let anything happen to you...

Schneibi was lying on the ground unable to get up for the moment. When he was knocked away by Unaen, Schneibi seemed to see many stars. Now, after Schneibi, who almost fainted, struggled to open his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling: It hurts so much. Unain's fist is so strong. Schneibi can't hold on any longer. How long will it take for Schneibi to recover? He won't hold others back. Schnebby really wants to be as powerful as Gray.

The next second, Schneibi shook his head slightly and still gasped: No, it is impossible to catch up with Gray. Schneibi is the weakest Yossi on the ship. Schneibi's first target is Klaus.

After a few seconds, Schnebby's dizziness was much lessened and he thought to himself: Why should he compare with Klaus? Schnebby didn't know his strength at all, so how should Schnebby chase Klaus? Recently, it became very strange. He didn't pay attention to Schnebby, and he didn't seem to pay attention to anyone else. Why?

Could it be that Klaus is hiding in the room to practice secretly? Oops, Schnebby can't linger any longer. If Klaus throws him away, it will be difficult for Schnebby to catch up with him. Next, Schnebby will have to double up. Practice hard...

Schneibi, who finally regained his breath, stood up slowly. The next second... Schneibi couldn't bear the pain and fell down again. When Schneby was about to fall to the ground, Unaun appeared in time to help Schneby. Unaen gently placed Schneby under the wall, and sat down and said calmly: "Schneaby, take a rest first. We will continue in 10 minutes. During this time, hurry up Get your strength back. Drink, this is Warren's freshly squeezed juice."

The embarrassed Schneby saw a glass of orange juice in Unain's right hand. Schneby, who had forgotten all his worries, quickly took it. Schneby liked to drink the drink prepared by Warren. Schneby felt the refreshing feeling and was instantly refreshed. Schneibi hopes that his physical strength can be restored within 10 minutes, and eating is one of the effective ways to restore physical strength.

During this period of time, Serara and Shouz had not eaten much. In addition to Green and Blue, Warren's main care recipient was Schneby. Now, Schneibi, who drank the juice, felt that the pain had eased a lot. Schneibi, who smiled, slowly closed his eyes...

Klaus, who was alone in the room, heard a sound. When he opened his eyes, he understood that Schneby had been beaten by Una again: What happened to Schneby? How could he be so desperate? What stimulation had he received? Yet

The next second, Klaus, who was sitting on the chair, clenched his left fist. Klaus punched the table with his left fist. Feeling the pain, Klaus whispered softly: "Damn it, my body... what on earth happened to me?" If this continues, I will probably be surpassed by Schnebby soon, and I absolutely cannot let this happen. Schnebby... let me protect Unaen, and you get out of the way."

Klaus stood up quickly and looked down at the small wound on his left fist. Klaus raised his left fist. After a few seconds, Klaus saw the wound disappear and the skin return to its original state. Klaus felt no pain when he released his left fist. Klaus smiled confidently and was very happy.

Klaus's self-healing ability has just been restored, but this does not satisfy Klaus. Klaus, who sat back on the chair, put away his smile. Klaus stared at the door: It will take some time before I can return to my original state. That strength... is my biggest secret. I must not leak this matter before my strength is restored.

A few minutes later, Klaus, who was sitting quietly on the chair, chuckled a few times. Klaus quickly stood up after regaining his confidence. Klaus looked at an iron plate placed in the corner. Klaus walked to the corner and squatted down. He swung his right fist and destroyed the iron plate, but the movement caused by Klaus was not very big. Klaus, who was not paying attention, put away his right fist. Klaus, whose wound was repaired, looked at another steel plate.

Klaus felt the pain as he swung his right fist. Klaus quickly retracted his right fist and saw that the steel plate was not damaged at all. Klaus, who was almost unable to bear the pain, walked back to the chair with difficulty. Klaus sat down and waited. He was waiting for the moment the pain disappeared.

After a few seconds, Klaus regained his breath and stopped making rash moves. Klaus looked at the two dumbbells placed under the table: Even if my strength has not been fully restored, I cannot let go of my daily practice. I don’t want to lose to them, especially Shuzi. Xiuzi, my next target is you. I heard that you have just recovered from your injury. I hope Mickey can allow you to leave the room as soon as possible. Only in this way can I have a good fight with you...

Warren, who was alone in the cabin, noticed that the speed of the Karoo had slowed down a lot. Warren, who was sitting cross-legged, knew that he was about to leave a strange sea area. When Mickey first started to forcefully lead the Karoo, Warren's pressure was relieved a lot. After that, Warren, who was covering his head with his left hand, felt dizzy. Warren thought that Mickey had driven the boat too fast. Warren, who was feeling unwell, had to wait quietly for the moment when Mickey stopped.

Not long ago, Warren, who had his eyes closed tightly, heard some movement in the training room. Warren, who opened his eyes, looked at the cabin door worriedly. Warren, who felt much less dizzy, was hesitant: Should I stop Yuna Enshi? How could Nabby be able to withstand Unaen's fist?

Recently, Warren and Schneibi have become very close. In order to express his gratitude to Schneibi, Warren prepared a lot of dishes for Schneibi to enjoy. Warren gradually understood Schnebby's preferences. Schnebby was not what he seemed. Schnebby was a picky eater, but of course only Warren knew this.

As for Schnebby’s unusual behavior in the past two days, Warren believed that Schnebby did not need to be like this. Warren didn't take Schnebby's practice seriously. He felt that as long as he became stronger, he could protect others.

After Warren and Quincy competed again, Warren understood that he had lost to the opponent again. Physical speed has always been Warren's weakness, and Warren simply cannot compete on an equal footing with Quincy. Quincy's sudden departure did not make Warren happy. Warren did not believe that joining forces with Hannah could defeat the other party.

Warren still can't understand Quincy's last words. Now, with his hands on his waist, Warren thought to himself: How could I be targeted by this guy in Quincy? Are you expecting me to become stronger? Don't worry, I will work hard to become as powerful as you expect. ..

A few seconds later, Warren, whose legs were paralyzed, stood up slowly, clapped his hands and walked out of the cabin. Warren looked towards the front of the deck and looked at Mickey's back. Warren understood that Mickey could no longer hold on. The next second, Warren appeared behind Mickey. Warren, who was supporting Mickey, said softly: "Miki, take a rest first. Now... we are not out of this strange sea yet, but this time What does it matter? As long as we are here, our ship...will be fine."

Two seconds later, Warren saw Mickey nodding slightly, and then all the white snow around the Karoo disappeared. Watching Mickey disappear before his eyes, Warren, who felt the slow movement of the ship, glanced at Gray who was busy. Warren, who heard the screams of the beast, turned helplessly and walked towards the cabin...

On a certain beautiful island, a big blue ship was moored at a pier. Two figures standing on the deck glanced at the passers-by on the pier. Dylan, who had recovered a long time ago, saw that these people were all aboriginal people on the island, and they were very happy in their gorgeous clothes. A few seconds later, Dylan, who had strong hearing, noticed that a group of people were behaving strangely. With his hands hanging down, Dylan asked casually: "Kagulina, why haven't we caught up with those people yet? Could it be... us?" The boat went in the wrong direction."

The expressionless Kagulina glanced at several figures in a corner. Kagulina responded calmly: "Nissan, our ship...is not heading in the wrong direction. My judgment...has never been... There can be no mistake. We just came a little early, so... isn't it just right? Those guys will show up soon, we just need to wait here for them..."

Dylan, who showed a slight smile, raised his left hand and shook his neck as he said excitedly: "I hope this is really the case. This island... is very interesting. These people are not afraid of us as pirates. Kagulina, Go and greet our new guests."