Pirates: Dark Smoker, never lose three times in a row

The students were standing in front of the crowd, and the crowd was standing in a hurry.

Zeffa looked at the people who were staggering.

"Get up! You are so slow just because you are injured. Line up!"

The students looked at Zefa with resentment.

But no one dared to argue.

They stood up one by one and lined up again quickly.

Smoker found that the front position was given up, and he understood it immediately and stood over without hesitation.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Zefa gave a new order.

"Everyone, take off your shoes and socks!!"

"?!!"

Everyone didn't understand, so they had to take off their shoes and socks and throw them aside, standing barefoot on the cold metal.

Suddenly, a strong smell filled the air.

Several female marines almost choked...

Zeffa seemed unaware.

"Do you know who this special training room is for?"

"... for you, the ability users!"

He smiled maliciously and took out the remote control and pressed it.

The floor of the entire special training room suddenly changed, and dense silver-white protrusions appeared on the floor.

All the trainees felt their bodies soften, and some even stumbled and fell to the ground.

Smoker's face changed. This damn familiar feeling, it must be seastone!

As expected, Zefa grinned and continued: "This is the masterpiece of the Navy Science Class!"

"The entire special training room is buried with seastone, and what's even better is that the purity can be adjusted..."

"The purity is now 8%. Start running in 30 seconds. Those who can't stand up can go back home!!"

Then, he walked in front of Smoker and Tina, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the two with a smile.

Smoker and Tina closed their eyes in pain.

Ah... It seems that there is no way to escape!

The two gritted their teeth and took out the seastone necklace and put it on. In an instant, they felt that there was not a drop left.

"Okay, kids, run. You are not allowed to stop until I tell you to. Even if you get dizzy, you have to run while you are dizzy!"

"Yes!"

The poor students wailed and fluttered their legs to run.

Under the influence of seastone, this group of elite navy performed worse than the new recruits...

Zeff walked to the side,

smoking a cigar and watching them leisurely.

If anyone ran slower, he would take out his gun and shoot a burst of bullets behind their buttocks.

The student screamed and accelerated...

The old generation of strong men were not keen on the power of fruits. They believed more in their bodies.

Garp and Zephyr did not eat devil fruits at all.

Zengoku ate the mythical beast species that could enhance the body.

Although Crane ate the fruit, it was not to enhance his strength.

At that time, the strong men of the navy were mostly named after body parts...

But this trend changed in the next generation.

The younger generation of the navy has set off a trend of pursuing fruits, hoping to get powerful fruits to soar to the sky, but instead slacked off on the cultivation of domineering and physical strength.

Especially the three little monsters, with the help of magma, flash and ice fruits, their strength is close to that of the older generation.

Countless young and middle-aged navy are jealous.

They only see the cool fruits, but ignore their strong physique and domineering...

The older generation of navy is very dissatisfied with this.

So, they invested a lot of resources to build this special training room and force the ability users to exercise.

[Little ghosts, be patient! ]

[The current training will benefit you for life...]

Zefa was smoking a cigarette and thinking about random things.

The trainees were miserable. They didn't dare to stop without orders.

One circle, two circles... five circles... ten circles... thirty circles...

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and fell to the ground with a plop and fainted.

Zefa raised his hand,

The medical team came in with stretchers and carried the trainees away skillfully.

One after another...

There were fewer and fewer people on the training ground, and they were all exhausted.

Smoker was no exception.

He carried a higher purity seastone, and his physical strength was not as good as others.

The only asset was his tempered will.

Smoker's mind had long been blank, and his breathing was heavy. Every time he gasped, his chest felt like it was on fire.

His legs were heavy, and he just moved mechanically, as if his legs were not his own.

After an unknown amount of time, Smoker finally couldn't hold on and fell on the playground.

In the moment before he fainted, he saw that there were no trainees standing on the training ground.

At this time, there was a pile of cigarette butts under Zefa's feet.

...

Since then.

The trainees have been in hell mode.

During the day, they were tortured to death by the instructors.

At night, they were trained to the point of being worse than death.

Some ordinary students were lucky enough to get devil fruits when they were on missions,

so they were coaxed and pulled in by other people with special abilities and were completely trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

Several people with special abilities died in the sea while performing their missions,

and some people could not stand the harsh training and eventually went home...

There were still more than 20 people in the training camp...

And Smoker's position as the leader was always as solid as a rock.

...

That day, the training ended.

Smoker and Tina invited Zefa to have supper.

Zefa was old-fashioned and

didn't socialize much.

But for some reason, he liked to go out for food and drink with Smoker.

Maybe he really liked the two juniors,

or maybe it was because Zefa's son was alive and was almost the same age as Smoker...

Zefa drank a bottle of wine and was obviously a little high.

"You two are too obsessed with the Six Styles. You fight like idiots. What a mess!!"

Smoker and Tina were both confused.

Is there anything wrong with the Six Styles?

At the age of 13, Lucci mastered the Six Styles and was called the genius of CP9.

How come he becomes an idiot when he comes to us? ?

Zeff opened another bottle of wine.

"The six styles are a training method, just like push-ups and squats, which are designed to improve a person's strength, speed, endurance, evasion, wrist and finger strength, and even recovery. It is not a direct combat move!"

"Shave, kick the ground dozens of times in a row, if you have this skill, can't you just take a step?!"

"Finger gun, you can use your fingers to poke, why not use your fist? Do you only train one finger?"

"Don't even mention the iron block. This move is to make people feel the power in their bodies better and help practice armed color domineering, instead of standing and getting beaten!"

"Paper painting, moon steps, and storm kicks are more practical, but they are only auxiliary, and only life return is a little interesting..."

Smoker was puzzled: "But the agent of the World Government..."

Suddenly, his wrist tightened.

Seeing Zephyr looking at him with a smile, he immediately closed his mouth, but his heart was like a thousand horses galloping...

It turns out that the training of the World Government has gone astray!

It turns out that the high-ranking officers of the navy knew the truth but watched coldly...

It turns out that the navy is not obedient to the World Government, but is holding back everywhere...

Smoker lowered his voice.

"Teacher Zefa... What is the relationship between the World Government and the Navy?"

Zeff's eyes were slightly cold: "Relationship... Humph, hehe..."

Shake the liquor in his hand and drink it down.

"It's time to go, thank you for the hospitality..."

"What I said tonight was just drunken talk, don't take it to heart!"

"Some things, when you can know them, you will know them naturally!"