Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Darren didn't know whether this punch was a serious punch or not.

Karp's practice method has no logic, is very strange, and is beyond the scope of Darren's understanding.

He simply followed Garp's method to train step by step out of trust in this "strongest navy".

It's all about training anyway. At his current level of strength, the previous training methods that pressed physical limits can no longer improve his various "stats" much.

But at the moment when he threw the last punch, Darren did seem to vaguely capture something.

It was a fleeting inspiration, a physical feeling that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.

At that moment, Darren seemed to feel that everything in front of him disappeared.

It feels like using a high-magnification lookout glass, and the field of vision in front of you suddenly shrinks and becomes extremely concentrated.

Everything around him disappeared without a trace, and his mind became calm.

It was obvious that the body was extremely tired, but the power in the body emerged so naturally, as if it was gushing out like spring water.

At that moment, there were no other distracting thoughts.

Only punches.

A sure blow!

When he came back to his senses, the warship in front of him had been completely broken into pieces and turned into a pile of debris.

What kind of power is that?

As he walked towards the training camp, thoughts kept flying in Darren's mind.

If he had to describe the feeling of that punch, Darren estimated that it might not be a specific force-generating technique, not the superposition of his various abilities, let alone a rough burst of power, but an inexplicable feeling. Mysterious state.

——The high degree of unity of mind and body skills! !

Maybe...this is the key to the domineering entanglement of the domineering color?

Darren suddenly had such an idea in his mind.

It has been some time since I awakened the Overlord's domineering energy. Although I can also control the release of Overlord's domineering energy with my independent consciousness, in order to achieve the effect of frightening the enemy.

But he still had no clue about the entanglement of this overbearing color and domineering aura.

Darren carefully recalled the feeling and state of the punch just now, trying to capture that ethereal inspiration.

He knew very well that it was just a coincidence.

There is still an extremely long way to go before we can truly master this ability to completely control our body.

But Darren was in no rush.

He has always been very patient. Many things cannot be done in a hurry and require time to accumulate.

With this thought in mind, he had already entered the training camp gate and arrived on the school field.

Zefa, wearing a navy cape, was already waiting here.

"Is Garp's training over?"

Seeing Darren walking into the school grounds, Zefa said in a dissatisfied tone with a cigar in his mouth.

Darren smiled and nodded:

"Yes, Teacher Zefa."

"Humph, that bastard Garp kidnapped you without saying a word!"

Zefa cursed angrily,

"He doesn't even think about what he can teach you with his vulgar teaching methods!?"

"Even his own son is unwilling to practice with him!"

Speaking of Karp's teaching methods, Zefa sounded quite dissatisfied.

Darren smiled and did not answer the question.

He still remembered that on the first day he practiced with Garp, an angry Zefa ran to Garp and the two had a heated argument.

Specifically, it’s all kinds of trash talk.

"What do you know about teaching!?"

"Of course I understand!!"

"Your son doesn't even want to learn from you!"

"fart!!"

"I am the chief instructor!"

"I can fight better than you!"

"fart!"

"Aren't you convinced?"

"You bastard!!"

Then the two started a shirtless fight, almost turning the entire port upside down.

In the end, the commotion was too big, and the Warring States General and Staff Officer He heard the news and came, and they pulled the two people with bruises and faces apart.

As for the result of the final discussion, Darren accepted the guidance of Zefa and Garp at the same time to practice.

I spent the morning practicing with Karp, and in the afternoon I followed Zefa's method.

Of course, the two of them also argued for a long time about the choice of time period in the morning or afternoon.

After all, if you use the morning time for practice, your spirit and state will naturally be better, and the training effect will naturally be more obvious.

After Zefa hummed and said a few words, he looked at Darren.

"Boy Darren, tell me the truth. Can your body handle the high-frequency and high-intensity practice you have been practicing recently?"

Darren pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"I don't think there's much of a problem."

Zefa unfolded his own domineering spirit, sensed Darren's aura, and after confirming that it was correct, nodded and said:

"Ah That's good."

"If you feel any discomfort, you should take the initiative to bring it up so as not to cause any trouble to your body."

Having said this, Zefa pursed his lips and added abruptly:

"Also, please note...that things should be done in moderation."

That thing?

Darren was stunned, and immediately understood what Zefa meant, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Ahem... Today's training schedule is relatively relaxed, so I'll give you a half-day off."

Zefa changed the topic at this time and got to the point:

"Your kid's progress is much faster than the others in the training camp. And with your current strength and experience, it doesn't make much sense to use the regular training in the training camp anymore."

"Instead of blindly stacking training volume, you should target your weaknesses and make up for your shortcomings."

"Tell me, boy Darren, do you have any problems with practice, or is there anything you want to learn?"

Darren pondered for a moment after hearing the words, then raised his head and said solemnly:

"Teacher Zefa, I want to learn to learn Haki!"

"Well, the Haki of seeing and hearing is indeed very practical...wait, you haven't awakened the Haki of seeing and hearing yet!?"

Zefa said subconsciously, but he quickly reacted and stared at Darren in astonishment.

"Yes……"

Darren smiled bitterly.

He remembered the embarrassing encounters he had suffered because he didn't have the power to see and hear Haki, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"But that's not right. If you hadn't awakened Haki, it would have been impossible to fight against strong men like Bundy Waldo and Kaido... You couldn't see their movements clearly."

Zefa frowned and muttered.

"because this……"

Darren raised his hand, and arcs of electricity danced on his fingertips.

"Teacher Zefa, my Devil Fruit is the Magnetic Fruit. It can release a certain intensity of magnetic field and sense the magnetic field strength of creatures within the magnetic field. The effect is similar to the Haki of Knowledge, but it does not have the effect of Haki in actual combat. So obvious."

He paused and added:

"And even if I can't dodge, I won't die if I get attacked by them a few times head-on."

Zefa:......

Okay, that makes sense.

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