Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The warship sailed steadily on the sea.

The cold sea breeze blew the seagull flag on the mast.

Darren ignored the strange looks of the surrounding navy soldiers looking at his sea stone shackles, and stood quietly at the bow of the warship, blowing the sea breeze, closing his eyes, and enjoying the brief peace.

At the same time, he carefully examined the state of his body.

Physical strength: 85.812

Strength: 74.513

Speed: 73.001

Armament Haki: 43.035

Overlord Haki: 52.301

In the past six months of training, Darren's training focus was mainly on the development of Observation Haki and learning physical skills from Garp.

Therefore, reflected in the various data of the body, the most obvious improvement is strength and Armament Haki.

Compared with half a year ago, the strength increased by 3 points, and the Armament Haki jumped directly from the original 38 points to 43 points, a full increase of 5 points.

As for physique and speed, they increased by about 2-3 points due to the spillover effect of training.

Darren was actually quite satisfied with this result.

After all, as the base of his various data becomes larger and larger, each point of improvement is dozens of times more difficult than before.

Apart from anything else, as far as "physique" is concerned, for Darren now, conventional anti-strike training is no longer of much significance.

It can be clearly foreseen that the closer the data is to the full value of 100 points, the more difficult it will be to improve.

Even if there is any serious injury, the data may even decline.

"Darren boy, how is your training going recently?"

Warring States, wearing a general's cloak, walked to Darren's side and handed him a cigar.

Darren took it without hesitation and smiled:

"Not bad."

Zhan Guo also lit a cigar for himself and said slowly:

"With your strength at this level, general training is no longer meaningful. If you want to continue to improve, you either have to spend a lot of time on self-discipline or even strict practice, or you can only fight in actual combat."

He glanced at the seastone shackles in Darren's hands.

"What about the development of Observation Haki?"

Darren smiled helplessly:

"I have vaguely found its threshold, but it still feels hazy, just missing the final step."

Zhan Guo suddenly thought of something, stared at Darren in doubt and said:

"You kid... don't you want to face the Golden Lion in the state of 'suppressed by seastone', and use the pressure of death to force yourself to awaken Observation Haki?"

Darren looked at the endless sea in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"This is the only way."

"Although the training arranged by Teacher Zefa is effective, my opponents in the training camp are my colleagues and comrades-in-arms, and they are impossible to kill me."

"I have a feeling that if I keep getting stuck at this stage and can't break through and successfully awaken Observation Haki, as time goes by, the probability of my successful awakening in the future will be lower and lower."

"... Facing death is the best way."

People are lazy and inertial.

Once you get used to relying on physical defense and devil fruit abilities to fight, your body's "desire" for observation Haki will subconsciously decrease.

According to the training camp information and the experience provided by Zefa, generally speaking, the older you are, the lower the possibility of awakening Haki.

Darren is now 20 years old. Although he still looks young, he actually doesn't have much time left.

A few seconds of silence.

"...You lunatic."

After a long silence, Zhan Guo slowly uttered a sentence.

Darren smiled disapprovingly:

"If you don't go a little crazy, how can you compete with those real 'monsters' on the same stage?"

As he spoke, he remembered the scene yesterday in his mind.

After just one look, Kuzan basically understood Garp's boxing.

As for how he understood it?

Darren didn't know.

Just as Garp couldn't explain his teaching clearly, Kuzan couldn't explain clearly in words how he learned it.

Many things are like this, if you know how to do it, you know how to do it, if you don't know how to do it, you don't know how to do it.

All of this can only be described as talent.

You know, Garp's boxing is not a common thing like the Navy Six Styles, but a real ultimate physical technique.

Kuzan used one minute to almost catch up with the progress that Darren had barely figured out in half a year.

This is the real "monster".

Hearing Darren's words, Zhan Guo was silent for a while, not knowing what he remembered, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at JiaOn the other side of the board.

On the side of the cabin, Borsalino was lying leisurely on a beach chair, holding a glass of watermelon juice in his hand.

The corner of Sengoku's mouth twitched.

With that lazy look, how could he be on a mission to hunt down the legendary pirate Shiki the Golden Lion?

It's no exaggeration to say that it's a paid vacation!

But it was such an idle bastard that Sengoku found that he could not see his strength more and more clearly.

Obviously he was his adjutant, but Sengoku was a little bit unpredictable about Borsalino's combat power level.

This is quite scary.

This bastard obviously did not do any work all day long, and I didn't see him have any serious training!

Zhan Guo couldn't help shaking his head and changed the subject:

"Darren, do you know why I brought you with me this time?"

Darren pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"My devil fruit ability is very suitable for large-scale battlefields."

Zhan Guo smiled with satisfaction:

"Yes, although Sakaski is more destructive than you, your ability is undoubtedly more targeted when facing the flying pirate fleet of Golden Lion."

"The most important thing is that I want you to see the power of the flying fleet with your own eyes. If possible, you can use it as a reference in the future to form a flying fleet belonging to our navy."

Hearing this, Darren frowned.

He heard another meaning from Zhan Guo's words.

"General Sengoku means that the primary goal of this mission is not to kill the Golden Lion?"

Sengoku sighed, shook his head, and said with a serious look:

"Shiki is a very cunning guy. It's not that easy to kill him."

"Before this, the navy had launched a siege against him many times, but in the end he easily escaped with his own devil fruit ability."

"He is different from Whitebeard and Roger. He is cruel, cruel and cold by nature. He doesn't care about the lives of others. When necessary, he can even use his subordinates to block his guns."

"So the primary goal of our mission this time is to wipe out the living forces of the Flying Pirates."

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