Chapter 33 All rolled up
The final elimination has just passed...
The special training camp was suddenly reduced from the original 120 people to 20 people.
In fact, there are no specific requirements for elimination in these two days. At its core, the test is still on the students' character and consciousness.
Of course, there are also those who are too weak, such as Lannaro, who was also eliminated by Zefa.
In two days, the atmosphere of the special training camp changed from noisy to peaceful.
Lan Ran sat on the bed, and through the transparent window, she saw the people with their heads lowered silently dragging their luggage, feeling deeply moved for a moment.
And inside the house, there was still that melodious purr.
Aizen glanced at Porusalino, who was sleeping soundly, speechlessly.
'It's really unfair. You can be so strong even if you sleep every day...'
Aizen revealed the Asagi and placed it across his legs.
Aizen closed his eyes and practiced Tozen. He wanted to seize the time to strengthen his relationship with Ryūren Wakahu.
………………
Zefa stood silently on the rooftop, looking at the students walking back and forth below, wondering what he was thinking.
At this time, Leo knocked on the door and walked in silently.
"Leo, do you think I'm right?" Zefa's deep voice sounded.
Leo was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand why Zefa asked such a question.
"This...what are you referring to?"
Zefa lit a cigar, took a long drag, and then exhaled a large puff of smoke.
"Am I being too harsh?"
Leo lowered his head when he heard this, and began to think.
"It's not that you are too harsh. After all, the requirements of this special training camp are like that, and you are doing this for their own good." Leo said.
After hearing Leo's words, Zefa's depressed expression relaxed a lot.
"Yes, they have a special mission this time~" Zefa said with emotion.
"After all, what the navy needs now is not an elite, but a real strong man who can reach the top of the pyramid." After saying this, Zefa said nothing more.
The room fell silent again.
At the beginning of the establishment of the special training camp, the theme and goal of the first special training camp, Zefa, Warring States, and Crane, have been arguing for a long time.
The number of pirates is increasing, and their strength is becoming stronger.
The pressure faced by the Navy has also become unprecedentedly huge.
Of course, there are not as many pirates today as there were in the "Great Pirate Age" started by Roger later.
But compared with the large number of lieutenant-general-level generals and high-end combat capabilities at that time, the current navy is still somewhat weak when facing pirates.
The current high-end combat power is only Zefa, Sengoku, Crane, and Karp. There are very few lieutenant-level combat powers, and there is almost a generational gap at the bottom.
What about pirates?
All kinds of pirates are popping up like mushrooms after a rain.
Therefore, Zefa and the others unanimously decided to devote the greatest resources to let Aizen and the others grow up rapidly in one session.
Even if an admiral cannot be grown from it, the combat power of the lieutenant general level must be replenished within four years.
The eyes of Zefa and Leo unconsciously drifted into the distance.
………………
Aizen sighed helplessly and looked at his sweat-soaked clothes. It was obvious that he was driven out by Ryūren Wakahu again.
Aizen reluctantly took off his clothes and threw them into the washing basin.
But he wore nothing on his upper body and walked out of the dormitory with a rifle in his hand.
squeak~
The moment the dormitory door closed, Porusalino also opened his eyes.
He quietly looked at the back of Lan Ran going away, not knowing what he was thinking.
Aizen came to the back mountain of the special training camp, found a shady place, and swung the shallow hit.
"1～2～"
Lan Ran slashed expressionlessly, his eyes were fixed on the front, at this moment, his state of mind was very peaceful, and he couldn't tolerate anything when there was a sword in his heart.
Time passed little by little, but Aizen's chopping speed did not slow down.
"999, 1000!"
As soon as he swung his sword for the thousandth time, Aizen's ears heard the crisp sound of the system's notification sound.
"Ding ~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily task: swing the sword a thousand times (1000/1000), and get rewards: power +50, 20 delicious lollipops."
Aizen skillfully stored the lollipop in the system space, and then moved his body.
Aizen squatted down, clenched his fist tightly, and punched the ground hard.
Bang!
A small pit was dug into the ground, and a stone that happened to be under Aizen's fist turned into dust.
Aizen clearly felt the growth of his strength.
"For now, the power is enough. Although it is not as good as Porusalino and the other three monsters, it is already stronger than the others."
"There is no need to worry about the growth of Dao Power, I will catch up with them sooner or later."
"For now, because I still owe the system a huge sum of money, I don't need to think about the exchange of ninjutsu for the time being. Then my energy should be concentrated on learning the six styles of the navy, tempering my body, domineering, swordsmanship, and Shunbu is on the ghost road."
Aizen murmured.
"As for swordsmanship, I need to understand my own sword intention, and it is unlikely that I will be able to break through in a short time."
Aizen looked down at the shallow blow in his hand and sighed helplessly.
Things like sword intent are very mysterious and cannot be understood by oneself.
If you don't owe the system "a huge amount of money", you can also consider looking for something like a "Sword Intent Comprehension Card" in the mall.
The result is now...
"Oh, I can only rely on myself~"
Aizen sighed helplessly again, and picked up the Qianda and prepared to go back to the dormitory.
As soon as Aizen walked out of the forest, he heard a rumble.
Aizen followed the sound curiously and came to the shore not far away.
Aizen used Shunpo, and the sound produced by his steps was almost negligible. He quietly touched behind a rock and poked his head out.
A rumbling sound was heard again, and a large piece of black smoke came out.
The black smoke dissipated, and Aizen saw a familiar figure.
"Chi...Sakaski?"
Sakaski was shirtless and kept using his "Big Fire" towards the sea.
"Are you inspired by Uncle Zefa to develop new moves?" Aizen guessed silently.
"Isn't his signature move, Meteor Volcano, created under this background?" Aizen boldly guessed.
"Hey, I'm a little excited. This is witnessing history!"
Aizen didn't say hello to Sakaski, and after watching for a while, he left silently.
As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he saw that Polusalino's bed was also empty.
At this moment, Aizen felt an unprecedented sense of urgency!
"Well, he won't be practicing too, right?!"
Aizen swallowed, "All rolled up?"
As for Dorag, Aizen didn't even have to think about it. He heard that after Dorag's roommate left, he moved back to his home and was "tortured" by Garp every day.
The growth in strength must be rapid...
Aizen silently took back his right foot that he had just stepped into the dormitory.
"Oh... let's continue practicing..."
