I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

Marineford.

Every Marine was doing his own thing, or training, or standing guard, until the next moment, they felt, felt the vibration of the earth.

"What's the matter? There's an undersea earthquake?"

"Look, tsunami!"

A sailor fell to the ground and looked towards the port in horror.

Numerous sailors followed the direction of his fingers and looked towards the port, only to see a row of waves rising hundreds of meters like a huge wall, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Shroud the entire Naval Headquarters in shadow.

Panic and despair spread among the sailors.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Alas, Ice Age."

The figure opened his hands, and an icicle grew from the palm of his hand. The moment it touched the sea water, all the sea water froze in place along with the tsunami.

Couldn't go any further.

"It's the Admiral of Headquarters Aokiji!"

Someone saw the appearance and shouted.

"Really Admiral, we are saved."

"It's still Admiral, who froze the tsunami in one fell swoop."

The adoration of the sailors.

huh~

Aokiji let out a breath of cold air, but his face was not very good.

Because this tsunami does not look like a natural phenomenon, but man-made.

To check the situation, Aokiji ran towards the top of the tsunami on the Moonwalk.

The Marines in the headquarters are different from other marines in the sea. They are almost all elites. Most of the Marine Six Styles like Moonwalk can do it, but it is a question of proficiency.

They also wanted to do their part, and also wanted to see who was so daring to make trouble at Naval Headquarters.

When they caught up with Aokiji, they, like the latter, widened their eyes and fell silent for a moment.

Because they saw that the shape of the tsunami spread out in a circle, like a morning glory, and a huge deep hole could be seen directly on the bottom of the sea in the center.

The whole shape looks like a giant's fist hitting the sea, which creates such a scene.

"What kind of power is this..."

The Marines are clogged.

Originally, they also wanted to contribute, and in the face of such power, what they can do to help is nothing more than a speck of dust in the center of the battle.

"Mr Garp!"

Aokiji looked at Garp who was still in the air and muttered.

"Ah! I'm sorry, it's the first time I used this kind of boxing, I didn't have a good grasp of the power."

Garp turned his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Garp..."

Surprisingly, Sengoku didn't blame Garp, but murmured, thinking about the explosion just now.

Sengoku, who is at the same time as Garp, knows his strength all too well.

Garp used to be able to reach the level of a mountain with one punch in order to practice his boxing. Even Roger avoided such a fist and was unwilling to hard steel.

But that punch only smashed the mountain in the middle, and I have never seen such an aggressive punch like today.

A punch hit from the top of the mountain and hit the bottom of the sea directly, leaving a deep pit.

Sengoku was a little scared after thinking about it, if he hadn't run fast just now, he might have been involved.

"This punch was from Garp Vice Admiral?"

Surrounded by the fear in the hearts of the marines, it can be seen that the situation here is caused by Garp.

"Garp Vice Admiral, the eternal Marine hero."

“Garp Vice Admiral is awesome.!”

"Garp Vice Admiral is my idol!"

After seeing the power of this punch, countless Marines worshipped Garp as their idol and the benchmark they pursued throughout their lives.

There is also Marine who dreams that he can become such a character one day in the future.

Although they know Garp is powerful and call him the Marine hero, they don't have a specific benchmark for measuring how powerful he is.

Until today, seeing the power of this punch, it's hard to imagine how powerful One Piece Roger was at the time, so he was able to escape many times from the pursuit of Garp Vice Admiral.

The sailors shouted in unison: "Garp Vice Admiral!" with burning eyes.

But Garp didn't know what to say, because he himself was shocked by the punch he just punched.

Although after comprehending the experience of boxing, he knows that as long as he takes damage, the power of his fist can be multiplied.

But he never imagined that when he punched his lungs twice, the punching power he exerted could penetrate directly to the bottom of the sea.

"It's terrifying."

Garp muttered to himself.

"Mr. Garp, you almost wiped out the headquarters with one punch."

Aokiji complained.

"Ah ha ha!"

Garp scratched his head and apologized, "I'm so sorry, but luckily you are here, otherwise I'd be in trouble."

"Mr. Garp, I've been with you for so many years, and I can't believe that you still have a secret. I think we should have a good talk."

Aokiji had a playful smile on his face.

What he admires most is Garp, and Aokiji has been in love with him since Garp refused to be promoted and was bohemian.

Every time Garp goes out on a mission, Aokiji acts like a follower.

Chasing Roger, hitting green peppers, he has seen many big scenes, but he has never seen Garp show such strength.

"Garp, I think we should have a good chat too."

Sengoku's eyes were solemn.

"Ah la la, that's no way."

Aokiji wisely retired and went back to work at Naval Headquarters.

While Sengoku brought Garp to the office, he sorted out his emotions and asked calmly:

"How you got this power, I need to know all the details."

This time, Sengoku paid more attention, after the scene just now, he has changed Garp related to that bookstore.

Garp recalled: "I paid Boss Carl, and he just put his finger on my forehead and the book turned into a golden light and poured into my mind."

"And then what? How do you feel?"

"It's a wonderful feeling. All the information recorded in the boxing book is imprinted in my mind."

"What's even more amazing is that I actually had a sense of epiphany, like an innate instinct, like this book was made for me, or it was like I wrote this book myself the same..."

"As soon as it enters your mind, you comprehend everything in it, and then you naturally integrate it."

Sengoku excitedly summed up for him.

"Yes, yes, that's about it." Garp nodded in agreement.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! There are bookstores like this in the world, but why doesn't the bookstore owner learn it by himself and sell it?"

Sengoku paced and analyzed, unable to figure out what the bookstore owner was doing.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something was wrong, grabbed Garp's hands and asked:

"Did you notice how many books he had in his bookstore? How many more?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Garp was puzzled.

"Don't ask, answer my question first."

Sengoku shouted, looking anxious.

"It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of copies!"