I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

You know that he hasn't experienced this kind of soreness for a long time.

No matter how hard he tempered his physique, it was impossible for him to make progress as obviously as before when he reached his level.

As one of the world's most powerful governments, the overall strength of Sakazuki has already been at the ceiling.

But the admiral of the Navy Headquarters, who had seen the peak state of Whitebeard, knew that he was definitely worse than the general at present.

In this world where high-level force dominates everything, he sincerely wants to climb to the top.

I was already at the pinnacle of combat power, and I thought that every further step would be a completely different new perception.

Even the things you see and feel every half step are very different. The duel between the top masters is one-liner, but it is one hundred and eighty-seven miles away.

If there are any similarities, it is like the head teacher before the college entrance examination earnestly instructed: Don’t underestimate this point, one point is thousands of people~

Sakazuki also understood that he must have fallen into a period of stagnation, so when he discovered this method of hanging on a wall like a gravity chamber, it was like a treasure.

He can kick Kaido and punch White Beard without asking for special training, but at least he has to shake the bottleneck that has held him back for several years.

"Walk around, go to the equipment area to do things." Jonathan cheered and dragged his old friend into the training ground.

A ring of Hailou stone, which is not so pure, was fastened on his wrist, and Sakazuki dragged a heavy pace behind Jonathan.

Even the most basic functions and functions of the sea-loud stone bracelet with complex textures are still in effect, the proud rock berry has actually been imprisoned, and it has lost contact with the body and consciousness.

And the bursts of fatigue from the wrist are continuously spreading throughout the body.

"It's so heavy..." pushing the equipment hard, the green veins on the neck of Sakazuki are visible.

Originally, he could easily have fun holding dumbbells weighing several tons, but under the pressure of Hailoushi, Sakazuki can only be tested from the lightest kilogram.

"Come on! To maintain this intensity, there are three sets." Jonathan knew why Sakazuki would choose himself as a sparring partner.

There are not many old friends who can make this face-saving fellow pull his face down to make a commission, and the other two generals are not at the navy headquarters at this time.

Swordsmen like Xiliu and Gion are too powerful in lethality. When their physical strength is greatly compromised and they can only protect their bodies with armed arrogance, it is definitely not the first choice to find swordsmen to train with.

Instrument practice is only the first link, and the true power of Jonathan has just begun to show up.

At the same kilogram level, those who squat purely in the gym to practice blocks will definitely not be able to beat a boxer who has passed reasonable muscle training and constantly clashes with others.

After many years, Sakazuki once again tasted the taste of being hung and beaten.

The sense of powerlessness infiltrates the whole body, making the whole person's movements more than a shot?

Under the influence of the Hailou stone bracelet, the strength of the heavy punches that used to be strong and heavy in the past decreased sharply, and was easily avoided by Jonathan.

But when Jonathan stepped on Yuebu to launch an offensive one after another, the general you were looking for was almost a sandbag.

"Damn..."

After finally getting the first punch, Sakazuki was unbalanced by the subsequent jabs.

Fortunately, in addition to the ability to use the Devil Fruit, the two colors are not affected and perform as usual.

The Hailou stone bracelet restrained his physical strength, making the whole person's reaction to the battle slower.

Jonathan threw a punch head-on, without any muddle, and extremely fluent.

Sakazuki feels helpless, seeing and hearing the domineering has already noticed the trajectory of the opponent's punch, but the speed of raising his hand is really frustrating.

He could only partially cover his cheeks with his armed color domineering, and he was sturdily thrown onto the court by the lieutenant general.

Only after getting up from the floor, the sense of crisis struck again.

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Through seeing and hearing the domineering, Sakazuki once again predicted that Jonathan would throw a punch, and this speed made him feel weak.

Even knowing that the opponent fisted to the middle, he was extremely reluctant to make an interception.

Jonathan did sling Sakazuki unilaterally, but after every hit, he estimated and measured the intensity in his mind.

Why doesn't Sakazuki allow Gion to carry out this kind of shameless beating?

This training method is still in the stage of friction, but can quickly sort out a reasonable plan and immediately adjust the training content-only the former G-8 fortress base leader who is good at situation judgment.

"Sakazuki, you use your best effort to break free of my bondage." The lieutenant used grappling skills to entangle the opponent. This was before Sakazuki did not wear the Hailou stone bracelet, Jonathan thought. Things I can't think of.

Two big guys rolled in a ball under the moonlight

The tight-fitting training suit was even torn by a corner.

Sweat was flowing happily, sprinkled on the ground of the training ground, and the two blushing guys unconsciously groaned in pain.

"Yeah!"

"Humph!"

"..." Gion's comment on this is—this scene is simply unsightly.

She and Jessica came to the training ground early as spectators, holding popcorn and Coke in their hands and looked at jokes.

Jessica was even more depressed: "How do I feel that when Jonathan pressed Sakazuki, how could I be happier than pressing me?"

"...I can't answer your question."

The two fighting in a group finally separated and slumped on the ground.

"Your uncle's...whoo...Jonathan" Sakazuki at this moment, the chest is throbbing like a bellows.

Even if Jonathan was not a carnal faction, he couldn't beat a lieutenant at all under the restraint of the Hailou stone bracelet.

Just before being pressed on the ground for a philosophical contest, the influence of Sakazuki on the Hailou stone bracelet has been more accurately estimated.

Not to mention a lieutenant general, a more powerful major general might be able to knock himself down.

"You need to increase the amount of exercise." As a resourceful lieutenant who likes to use his brain to solve problems more than a starter, Jonathan found a practice like Sakazuki in just over ten minutes of practice. The downside is.

The panting Sakazuki asked with difficulty, "Hoo...huh...what?"

"In terms of fighting skills, you are not bad at all." Jonathan shook his head. Even though Sakazuki is now wearing a sea floor stone bracelet, his fighting skills may be restricted by his body's inability to perform, and his two-color domineering manner remains the same. Placed there.

Even Sakazuki the body's instinctive response and muscle memory are far superior to Nathan himself.

After the initial kicks and kicks, the training staff could see the shortcomings of this training method that had yet to be polished at a glance.

"What you need to strengthen is not the combat skills, but the basic quality of the body." Jonathan shook his head, and the direction of the ten-minute duel exercise was deviated.