One Piece: The Eternal Flame

Gray's physical strength and physical fitness are flawed, but he is still young, and these things can be strengthened over time.

And those combat teachings that require talent have also progressed smoothly in today's study.

Gray learned very quickly, beyond Steely's expectations, the original teaching volume was quickly learned by Gray, and even learned by analogy.

Then as long as you give time to practice, Gray will be able to master it and master it completely.

Should it be said that they belong to the D family?

Cyborg looked at the children who were training in the yard, and deeply felt the gap brought about by talent.

He is known as a genius, extremely talented, but he also knows that when he was Gray's age, there was absolutely no way for him to learn the basic naval skills taught today so quickly.

Getting bored with the stakes, Gray scratched his head and looked at the steel frame, "Dad, let's fight."

"Practice well." Cyborg ignored his request.

"Let's play a game, I want to see the gap between us."

Gray became more frustrated and courageous, and simply rushed directly to the steel bone, and the fist he swung with all his strength was held by the steel bone lightly.

"Hmm—" Gray blushed and wanted to pull his hand out.

As a result, the steel bone suddenly let go of his hand, and he used all his strength backwards.

In the end, the inertia directly fell to the ground.

"It's too early to fight me now." Gang Gu said.

"But I want to fight you, when can I fight you?"

"Wait until you graduate from Naval Academy."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Then I want to go to school now."

"You'll be there next week."

Gray was visibly disappointed and listless, "It takes four years to graduate from the navy, it's a long time."

One year is a long time for a child, let alone four years.

Cyborg couldn't figure out where the boy's obsession with wanting to fight him came from, so he opened his mouth and told a piece of news that disappointed Gray even more.

"You're too young. The minimum recruiting age for the Naval Academy is ten years old. I'm sending you in now just to let you have a good physique before the age of ten. After ten years old, you will officially become a recruit of the Naval Academy. So it should be about eight years before you graduate."

"Eight years??"

Gray couldn't help exclaiming, he stretched out his hands, "I'll be 14 in eight years?"

"Ah."

"It's not fair, maybe I can catch up with their progress faster, what if I can graduate at the age of ten?"

"Based on your current performance, no."

".You have to have confidence in me. I want to be a general. You can't delay my becoming a general!"

He was like a sparrow chirping early in the morning, or a cat whose tail had been stepped on, circling back and forth in the yard angrily.

Steel Bone wasn't sure if children had so much to say, and there was no practical reason for repeating just a few sentences.

Although it's okay to let him continue nagging, but if he continues to spin, if Gray doesn't get dizzy, Cyborg will also get dizzy.

He stretched out his hand to press the child's head, and it felt surprisingly good, "Don't complain, you have to know that a man won't complain about these things, because complaining is useless, it will prove your cowardice instead."

Gray immediately shut his mouth and fell silent.

Perhaps every parent will learn without a teacher when educating their children-the skill of slapping a sweet date. Steel Gu added: "Continue training now. If you perform well in the Naval Academy, maybe you can really graduate early in the future."

Gray easily believed this sentence, ignored the words "maybe" and "maybe" in it, and directly turned it into an affirmative sentence.

As long as he behaves well, he can graduate from school early.

He devoted himself to the practice more vigorously, a small cluster of flames on his shoulders swayed with his movements, but they never went out.

It is like an elf, faithfully accompanying its master.

Cyborg looked at the cluster of flames and fell into short thoughts. The existence of the devil fruit can make Gray invincible in most situations, but this ability will also make the ability user ignore other aspects of practice to a certain extent.

Gray has talent, and he can't just be limited to ability.

The natural ability is very popular in various situations, and it is very convenient to use weapons, unlike the animal type of steel bone.

"Grey, do you want to use weapons in the future, or simply use fists and kicks?" Cyborg felt that it was necessary to ask clearly at the beginning. When he was in the Naval Academy, Gray could also carry out more systematic learning with goals.

Gray thought about it carefully and asked, "What does Dad like to use?"

"I used a sword before, but later, in order to match the ability of the devil fruit, I started to be good at fists and domineering."

"Why don't you use a sword?"

"I'm a vajra fruit ability user of animal phantom beast species. The most suitable way for me to become stronger is domineering and fist." Steel Bone's tone was a bit regretful. If he hadn't eaten that fruit at that time, he might still be a swordsman now.

He looked at Gray and said, "If it's just you, don't worry, you can just try a weapon that suits you."

"Then I'll practice the sword too." Gray said firmly without much hesitation, "I'll practice the sword for you."

"for me?"

"Yeah, don't you think it's a pity, I'm your son! Of course, if you don't like this word, I can change it. Anyway, I'm such a genius that I can learn any weapon."

Gray put on a smug and arrogant look, but in fact, his ears hidden in his black hair were already flushed.

"This is not a joke. Once a decision is made, it cannot be changed." Gang Gu acquiesced in the title "son", but only seriously warned.

"Of course! I'm not kidding about things like that."

"Well, if you have this awareness, I will teach you everything I am good at."

To be honest, there is warmth in Steel Bones' heart because of the child's choice, but he is used to covering up his inner softness with seriousness, and the softer he is, the more stern he is.

So Gray couldn't see if he was satisfied.

Gray thought for a while and said, "Then I will continue to practice."

He ran towards the training pile, with blood-soaked gauze on his knees, but he was as happy as the sun hanging high in the sky.

When Steel Bone woke him up the next day, he still fell asleep on the floor, but his posture was different from yesterday.

After being woken up, Gray muttered in a daze, "Dad, I dreamed last night that I was tied up and someone dragged me away."

"You're glad you didn't strangle yourself to death." Cyborg couldn't imagine how someone could wrap his legs up with a quilt while sleeping.

"Okay." Gray pouted, and freed his leg.

But the dream last night was so real.

A dark figure in a cloak dragged him somewhere.
However, most of the dream was forgotten immediately after opening the eyes, leaving only a vague impression.

But even so, he could still recall the deep despair and fear he felt when he saw that scene.