Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Looking at the 89.999 data of the Domineering Haki strength on the "Personal Attribute Panel", Darren's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then he sighed silently.

His Domineering Haki strength reached 89.999 when he was on Firsek Island. Logically speaking, after the fierce battle at the headquarters, it should have risen by at least 90 points, not to mention two or three points?

However, it didn't.

This 0.001 gap is obviously within reach, but in fact it is out of reach.

Darren knew very well that this might not be something he could figure out by himself.

After all, Domineering Haki is something that cannot be improved through personal practice.

"It seems that I still have to find time to visit Kaido sensei..."

Darren touched his chin and pondered.

Although Roger's strength is definitely much stronger than Kaido's current strength, and his use of Conqueror's Haki is much more profound and exquisite, and after this encounter, his relationship with Roger seems to have improved a lot, maybe he can find him for "further study".

But Darren estimated that with Roger's personality, if he gets too excited during the fight, he will suffer a lot.

Thinking of this, it is Kaido, the "familiar" T0-level master, who is more reliable.

If he can really learn Conqueror's Haki entanglement, let alone three sticks, Darren will have to hold on for thirty sticks.

Thinking of this, Darren slowly exhaled a foul breath.

"Are you here?"

He suddenly noticed something and looked into the depths of the jungle with a smile.

Figures slowly emerged, and they were all shirking each other and were reluctant to come forward.

Clearly it was Kaji and Huoshaoshan and others.

"You go first..."

"Are you kidding? Your rank is obviously higher than mine..."

"We are not marines anymore. Rank is not important!"

"I won't go. He said he was here for guidance. Who knows if he just wanted to beat someone up..."

"Anyway, I always feel that Darren's smile is a little creepy..."

"I have a bad feeling..."

"..."

Kaji and others pushed each other and squeezed back, their faces flushed with anxiety.

Seeing their lack of progress, Darren said unhappily:

"You are the backbone of the navy, where is your courage to face CP0?"

Dalmesia's eyes twitched, and she muttered:

"I would rather fight with CP0 than meet a guy like you..."

"...I will leave here in two days, and then you won't have the chance to spar with me even if you want to."

Darren shook his head,

"It will take some time for Mr. Zefa to recover completely from his injury. Before that, I need to make sure you have enough strength to protect yourself."

"You don't want to see Mr. Zefa dragging this seriously injured body and worrying about your training, right?"

Hearing Darren's words, they all fell silent.

I have to admit that what Darren said is not unreasonable.

If their strength could be stronger in the battle of Marinford, perhaps they could help Mr. Zefa, and the latter's injury would not be so serious.

"I'll go first!"

At this time, Huoshaoshan suddenly gritted his teeth and took a step out of the crowd.

Everyone was stunned, and then cast a look of admiration at him.

Darren looked at Huoshaoshan with appreciation, slowly stood up from the reef, moved his neck, and made a crackling sound.

"Very good."

He couldn't stay here forever.

The affairs of the North Sea Fleet, the judgment of the situation in the New World, continue to find ways to improve his strength, and search for ways to deal with the "immortality" of the Five Elders... There are too many things waiting for him to do.

But he is also worried about Zefa's side, and he is also worried about the group of comrades and partners in front of him.

Unlike the North Sea Fleet that has been following him and the flying squirrel to fight, although Kaji and his group are the backbone of the Navy Headquarters, many of them are also called members of the "Golden Generation".

But in front of this dangerous sea, without the support of the Navy Headquarters, a military organization with a huge background, they are essentially a group of newcomers.

So Darren hopes to give them some help as much as possible before leaving.

So he proposed a three-day hellish special training.

Before leaving, help them improve their combat effectiveness as much as possible.

"I will definitely do my best."

Huoshaoshan took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually rose with a strong fighting spirit.

He slowly drew out the saber at his waist, his eyes burningHe looked at Darren with a burning look and said in a deep voice:

"I remember when we entered school, we had such a competition to compete for the position of the top student."

"At that time, I said that I would definitely develop a sword technique that was strong enough and use it to defeat you!"

Darren nodded and smiled:

"Yes, I remember it very clearly."

Huoshaoshan grinned, and endless light burst out of his eyes.

"Although it has not been fully developed, but..."

Swish!

A blazing orange-red flame suddenly burned on the saber, twisting and dancing wildly.

"This is..."

"The heat generated by the friction of the armed color domineering!"

"A slash that is strong enough to cut off the flame!"

"Is Huoshaoshan's swordsmanship so strong?"

"..."

Others were amazed when they saw this scene.

The way they looked at Huoshaoshan changed instantly.

From the initial pity of "You are clearly going to get beaten up", it suddenly turned into the excitement and expectation of "Maybe we can really have a fight"!

"Darren, this is the sword technique I developed specifically to break your defense!"

As if he sensed the gazes of his companions, Huoshaoshan's momentum rose.

"Open your eyes and watch!"

Step!

He took a step forward, and the whole person, along with the sword, seemed to drag a red flame, whistling towards Darren at high speed.

With this sword, the momentum jumped to the extreme.

It was no longer possible to tell whether Huoshaoshan was wielding the loud saber, or whether he had become a sharp sword!

The light was bright and dazzling!

The next second——

Bang!

He flew back at twice the speed of his outward rush, and sank heavily into the ground like a cannonball.

Everyone: "..."

Darren touched the knife wound on his shoulder with flames, and looked at the blood on his fingertips, seeming a little stunned.

A hint of eagerness to try gradually flashed in his eyes.

You have really become stronger, my comrades.

"You should come together, don't waste time."

He looked at everyone and gave them a creepy smile:

"The three-day hellish special training officially begins."

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The progress will be slightly faster next.

I ask for everything, thank you.