Chapter 180 Do you understand?

Thousands of times tempered...pure power?

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

Darren complained in his mind.

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

Indeed, as Garp said, his combat power is largely "stacked".

With a strong body as the foundation, like stacking blocks, on this "foundation" are constantly stacked with armament, Haki, various fighting skills, and even Devil Fruit abilities...

What was finally formed was an extremely crude "fighting machine" that only relied on physical strength and strength to attack.

But in fact, when fighting, can I take full advantage of my strong body?

Is the integration and operation of physique, strength and speed with Haki and Devil Fruit smooth and perfect enough?

Has your maximum combat potential been unleashed to the maximum extent?

Darren had never thought about such a problem before Karp's words.

Because of the existence of innate perception ability, my past practice has been to improve the various values of the "Personal Panel" in a targeted manner.

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

Improve your own strength by dragging warships with heavy loads;

Increase your speed by dodging bullets and bursting in short distances...

Almost all training is highly targeted.

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

There is no doubt that for the early stage, this is the most effective and fastest way to improve strength.

but!

Can this method really lead to the top?

Not too possible.

Darren's mind subconsciously recalled a character who appeared in the original plot of Dressrosa Incident.

——King of the Kingdom of Prodence, Elizabello II.

This guy is not weak in strength and is known as the "King of War".

It is said that this person is able to unleash the powerful "King's Fist" with his innately strong body.

It only takes one strike to instantly penetrate the enemy's fortress. It is said that even if it is as powerful as the Yonko, it will be killed on the spot if it is hit.

Do you think he is not strong?

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

But to unleash this punch, Elizabello II needs to "warm up" for at least an hour before his body can explode with such power.

In actual combat, it is simply useless.

By the time you finish warming up, you will have died countless times.

Elizabello II's situation is actually somewhat similar to Darren's. He also has powerful power, but he is unable to fully utilize this power.

It's like a battle fortress with powerful weapons, giving people a loose feeling.

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

It's just that Darren didn't show it obviously.

What Garp is saying now is to help Darren fully develop and integrate the various powers and abilities he possesses.

——Integrate all the power...to completely unleash the potential of Darren's supercar!

"I see……"

Darren murmured softly, and his eyes gradually lit up.

"Then what should I do?"

He looked at Garp with interest.

"Watch it."

Garp laughed, took a step forward, breathed "ha" towards his fist, his eyes focused, and punched the warship in front of him.

boom! !

The entire warship trembled violently, and countless debris exploded where the fist landed.

"Do you understand?"

Garp turned around and smiled.

Darren:…

I understand shit! !

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

His head was full of black lines and he wanted to complain about something.

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

No matter how you look at it, it looks like "Pudong Rooster"!

Just like Kaido...the name of the move is fancy, but to put it bluntly, it is the difference between swinging the stick horizontally and swinging the stick vertically, swinging the stick harder and swinging the stick harder! !

"Well, I really saw the right person. You are indeed very suitable to inherit my mantle! Hahahaha!!"

When Garp saw Darren was silent, he thought that the latter really understood. He couldn't help but patted the latter's shoulder happily, throwing his head back and laughing.

"Um...Lieutenant General Garp, have you ever tried to teach this trick to others?"

Darren's eyes twitched and he asked.

Garp scratched his head when he heard this and said with a smile:

"I guess I have, I told that brat in my family, but he didn't seem to understand, and then he went to think about 'claws' instead."

"And Sakaski... Well, although I can't understand that guy's style of doing things, he is a very important talent in the navy after all... It's just that as soon as I finished speaking, that bastard boy didn't say a word. He turned around and ran away.”

He suddenly began to curse.

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

Darren:…

This... is normal if you can't learn it.

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

Garp shook his head and looked at Darren with interest and expectation.

He pointed at the warship in front of him:

"The power of a hero does not come out of thin air. Only through hard work can you become the strongest!"

"You are not allowed to use any devil fruit abilities, and you are not allowed to use haki... control your power, and pour all your energy and spirit into every punch..."

"This warship is your sandbag!!"

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at the same time.

Training camp, school field.

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

"Where's that kid Darren? Hasn't he returned to the headquarters? Where has he gone?"

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and then shook their heads at the same time to express their confusion.

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

Jiaji, who was standing at the front of the queue, curled his lips 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 moment, and said slowly: