Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Pure strength that has been tempered through thousands of times?

Are you sure it's not a "serious punch"?

Darren complained in his heart.

But listening to Garp's serious and powerful words, he still patiently chewed on the meaning of the words, and soon he became thoughtful.

Indeed, as Garp said, his combat power was largely "piled up".

With a strong physique as the foundation, he continuously stacked armed color domineering, various fighting skills, and even devil fruit abilities on this "foundation" like stacking blocks...

In the end, what was formed was an extremely rough "fighting machine" that could only attack with physique and strength.

But in fact, when he was fighting, could he make the most of his strong physique?

Is the fusion and operation between physique, strength and speed, domineering, and devil fruit smooth and perfect enough?

Has his maximum combat potential been released to the maximum extent?

Before Garp's words, Darren had never thought about such a question.

Because of the existence of the innate perception ability, my past practice has been targeted to improve the various values ​​of the "personal panel".

Exercise the strength of the body by resisting blows and lightning tempering;

Increase your strength by dragging warships with overload;

Increase your speed by dodging bullets and short-range bursts...

Almost all training is highly targeted.

This method is not bad, but has an excellent advantage, that is, Darren can clearly explore his shortcomings through the data panel, and constantly find new ways of practice to break through his limits.

Undoubtedly, for the early stage, this is the most effective and fastest way to improve strength.

But!

Can this method really make the top strong?

Unlikely.

Darren subconsciously thought of a character who appeared in the Dressrosa incident in the original plot.

—— King of the Kingdom of Prodians, Elizabero II.

This guy is not weak, known as the "War King".

It is said that this man can use his innate strong body to release a heavy punch called "King's Fist".

With just one blow, he can instantly penetrate the enemy's fortress. It is said that even if he is as strong as the Four Emperors, he will be killed on the spot if he is hit.

Do you think he is not strong?

With the power of that "King's Fist", Darren estimated that he might really be able to hurt the Four Emperors.

But in order to release this punch, Elizabero II needs to "warm up" for at least an hour before his body can burst out such power.

In actual combat, it is simply useless.

By the time you finish warming up, you don't know how many times you have died.

Elizabero II's situation is actually somewhat similar to Darren. He also has powerful power, but he has not been able to fully exert this power.

It is like a combat fortress with powerful weapons, which gives people a loose feeling.

For example, a high-performance sports car has a powerful engine, an excellent chassis and the best gearbox, but lacks good training from technicians.

It's just that Darren's performance is not obvious.

What Cap said now is to help Darren fully develop and integrate all the powers and abilities he has.

——Integrate all the powers... and completely unleash the potential of Darren's supercar!

"So that's it..."

Darren murmured softly, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"Then what should I do?"

He looked at Cap with interest.

"Watch it."

Cap laughed, took a step forward, and "ha" breathed towards his fist. With a fixed look in his eyes, he punched the warship in front of him.

Bang! !

The whole warship trembled violently, and countless debris exploded at the point where the fist landed.

"Do you understand?"

Cap turned his head and laughed.

Darren: ...

I understand shit! !

Isn't this the difference between a serious punch and an ordinary punch?

He was so upset that he wanted to complain.

But seeing the proud look on Garp's face, as if he was very satisfied with his teaching method, Darren opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

This is "Pudong Rooster" no matter how you look at it!

It's almost the same as Kaido... The names of the moves are fancy, to put it bluntly, it's the difference between swinging the stick horizontally and swinging the stick vertically, swinging the stick hard and swinging the stick even harder! !

"Well, I didn't make a mistake. You are indeed very suitable to inherit my legacy! Hahahaha!!"

Garp saw that Darren didn't say anything, and thought that the latter really understood, and couldn't help but feel pain.He patted the latter's shoulder and laughed.

"Um... Vice Admiral Garp, have you tried to teach this move to others?"

Darren asked with a twitch in his eye.

Garp scratched his head and laughed:

"I guess I have. I told that stinky boy in my house, but he didn't seem to understand. Later, he thought about the 'claw'."

"And Sakaski... Well, although I don't like that guy's style of doing things, he is a very important talent in the navy after all... But as soon as I finished speaking, the bastard turned around and ran away without saying a word."

He suddenly cursed.

"I'm really angry. The most powerful move is right in front of them. I explained it so clearly, but they still can't learn it!"

Darren:...

This... it's normal that they can't learn it.

"Okay, now that you understand, let's get started!"

Garp shook his head and looked at Darren with interest, his face full of expectation.

He pointed at the warship in front of him:

"The power of a hero does not come out of thin air. Only through repeated tempering can the strongest be forged!"

"You are not allowed to use any devil fruit abilities, nor do you allow Haki... Control your power, and pour all your energy into every punch..."

"This warship is your punching bag!!"

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At the same time.

Training camp, school field.

Zeff looked at the students gathered in front of him, suddenly frowned, and asked:

"Where is Darren? Hasn't he returned to the headquarters? Where did he go?"

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and then shook their heads at the same time to indicate that they didn't know.

"Maybe he went to pick up girls somewhere..."

Kake, who was standing at the front of the queue, pouted and muttered.

He turned his head and smiled at Gion next to him:

"After all, you can't expect anything from a scum like him, right, Gion?"

Gion looked at him expressionlessly, was silent for a while, and slowly said:

"Darren is just a little fickle, but he is not a bad person."

Kaji suddenly widened his eyes and was dumbfounded.

Gion... is actually speaking for Darren! ?

He looked unbelievable, as if he was dreaming.

But before he could say anything, Zefa suddenly burst into a stunned and furious roar.

"What!?"

"That stinky boy was called away by Garp!?"

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