One Piece: Blue Lotus Space

Three days passed in a row. Shak, who had not given up, thought about the possible golden fingers countless times in his mind. There was no response until Shak was completely disappointed. The decadent Shak finally confirmed that he did not bring his grandfather with him. There was no attached system. Disappointed, Shak suddenly felt that the whole world became gloomy.

On this day, Shak's head finally stopped hurting. His body also recovered 80% to 90%. According to the memory in his mind, Shak came to the contact site of the Mimura Dojo. He saw 20 to 30 young men and women holding wooden swords and practicing chopping movements."Heha. Heha." The sound of Yoha continued.

Ichiro Mimura sat cross-legged under a pavilion. From time to time, he gave instructions to the young men whose movements were not regular. Seeing Shak coming over, he said,"Shak. Are you feeling better now?"

Shak nodded and said,"Almost well. Thank you, Master.""

"Well. Now that you are almost ready, let's start training. There is no laziness allowed on the road of kendo. Pick up the sword and return to the team to practice."Ichiro Mimura said seriously.

Shak picked up a wooden sword from the shelf beside him."Yes, Master." He walked to the back of the team. According to the memory of the body. He held the wooden sword with both hands and began to chop.

At the moment Shak swung the sword. A space like a training ground suddenly appeared in his mind. In the space, a figure exactly like Shak was repeating basic movements such as chopping. Shak was stunned for a moment. Then he was ecstatic again. He said to himself,"Golden finger. My golden finger finally appeared."

Shaq closed his eyes and immersed all his thoughts in the space in his mind. He found that he could not control the figure in the space. The 'Shaq' in the space just kept repeating basic movements. No matter how Shaq silently thought about controlling it, it did not stop or make other movements.

Slowly, Shaq found that the movements of Shaq in the space were different from his. When he raised his hands to chop down, his hands were straight. His waist was tight. His legs were apart, etc. They were all a little different from his usual training. Could this be the correct way to train? The real Shaq couldn't help but practice according to these movements.

""Haha. Haha." The whole practice field was still filled with shouts. Only Shak was practicing silently with his eyes closed. Ten minutes passed. The intervals between Shak's swings became shorter and shorter. Each swing became more coherent. Ichiro Mimura, who was sitting cross-legged and instructing his students, was surprised when he saw Shak's movements.

He thought to himself,"What standard movements. Even I, an intermediate swordsman, can only do so well. Shak couldn't do such standard movements before. Could it be that his talent improved after he got sick?"

(Kendo realm: Apprentice swordsman. Primary swordsman. Intermediate swordsman. Advanced swordsman. Top swordsman. Primary swordsman. Intermediate swordsman. Advanced swordsman. Top swordsman. Primary great swordsman. Intermediate great swordsman. Advanced great swordsman. Top great swordsman.)

Ichiro Mimura did not disturb Shak. Because he could see at a glance that Shak had entered a rare state of comprehension at this moment. This was very important for Shak's future kendo path. Ichiro Mimura would not interrupt Shak's comprehension. He was just secretly happy for Shak in his heart.

Half an hour passed. Shak's brain The space in the sea suddenly disappeared. Shak also woke up and stopped his movements. He opened his eyes. Shak casually waved the wooden sword in his hand. He found that the wooden sword in his hand seemed to be closely connected to himself. It was like an extension of his arm. This discovery made Shak very happy.

Because as long as he felt that the person and the sword were closely connected, it meant that he had become a junior swordsman. Shak, who had worked hard for three years and was still an apprentice swordsman, was extremely happy. His strength finally improved and broke through. The appearance of the golden finger. His dim ambition rose again.

""Hmm. So tired." A wave of fatigue came over Shak. He felt as if he had run dozens of kilometers. His clothes were all wet. Now Shak couldn't even walk. It was obviously a sign of severe physical exhaustion.

Just when Shak was about to fall, a pair of big and strong hands supported Shak. I don't know when Ichiro Mimura came to Shak's side. He said,"Not bad. You have broken through to the primary swordsman level. Congratulations, Shak."

Shak smiled happily and said,"Thank you, Master."

"Jason, come and help Shaq to rest. Everyone else should take a break as well. Meet at the beach after lunch."Sanmura Ichiro said loudly.

""Yes. Master." Everyone answered in unison. Many people looked at Shak with envy. Because Ichiro Mimura just said that Shak has broken through the primary swordsman. Many of them are still apprentice swordsmen.

Jason supported Shak and said happily,"Shak, congratulations, you finally broke through." Jason was really happy for Shak. He has been watching Shak's efforts over the years. When others were resting, Shak was exercising. When others were sleeping, Shak was also exercising. His efforts were several times that of others. Now Shak has finally broken through. Jason was very happy. He helped Shak walk to the restaurant.

But Shak guessed in his heart,"It seems that the practice space should be related to physical strength. Otherwise, my physical strength would not be exhausted and disappeared."

Two hours later. Shak finally recovered some physical strength. It was lunch time. This time Shak actually ate six or seven bowls of food and felt full. His physical strength also returned to its peak. Shak was surprised and thought to himself,"No wonder Luffy and others in the original book can eat so much. It turns out that to replenish physical strength, you have to eat a lot of food to absorb energy."

In the afternoon, all the students came to the beach. There were backpacks on the side. There was also a pile of iron blocks. Each iron block was marked with a weight. Ichiro Mimura stood aside and shouted,"Apprentice swordsmen. Each person weighs 100 kilograms. Junior swordsmen weigh 200 kilograms. Intermediate swordsmen weigh 400 kilograms. Run around Meisha Island. Now take the iron blocks and start running.""

"Yes."

Shaq picked up a backpack marked with 200 jin and stuffed the 200 jin iron block into it. He put it on his back and thought to himself,"Before, I could only run around Meisha Island once with 100 jin on my back before I collapsed. Now my physical strength has obviously increased by more than double. 200 jin is just right for me. It seems that Ichiro Sanmura has calculated it well. This way, I will not leave any hidden injuries. And I can enhance my strength and physical strength."

A group of people started running around Meisha Island.

Shak found that the strength of ordinary people in this world was much greater than in his previous life.

In his previous life, those soldiers carrying a hundred kilograms of iron could only run ten kilometers at most before they collapsed.

But here, teenagers carrying a hundred kilograms can run ten kilometers.

A full 80 kilometers around Meisha Island.

If you haven't run back by the time dinner comes, you will have no food.

So the speed can't be slow.

Shak and Jason ran side by side for more than ten kilometers at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

Gradually, the two felt a little tired.

Jason broke through to the primary swordsman when he was twelve years old a year ago.

His physical strength is much better than Shak.

But he has been following Shak.

Encouraging him.

It was the same even before Shak broke through.

Twenty kilometers. Shak's speed slowed down. Feeling It was exhausting. Thirty kilometers later, Shak felt as if his feet were filled with lead. At this moment, Shak was already walking. Suddenly, the space appeared in his mind again. There was a"Shak" running with a bag on his back. His breathing was even as he moved. His shoulders swayed with the backpack and twisted irregularly. Shak immediately ran slowly according to the movements in the space.

Jason on the side watched Shak running again. He was very surprised. Did he break through the limit of his physical strength? You know, it took him half a month to break through the limit of his physical strength when he just broke through the primary swordsman. The faster Shak ran, the more he felt like a new force was born. It was not until he reached the starting point that Shak woke up. The space in his mind disappeared again. He passed out with a black screen in front of his eyes.