Xia Le actually has a very clear understanding of his own strength.
Overlord color is level 85, which is close to the full level. It can be said without any humility that it is the best in the world. People who are not courageous enough, weak in will, and weak in strength simply cannot withstand an impact.
In fact, his overlord color has been able to harm material entities.
From an expressive point of view, he is not inferior to the red-haired Shanks, one of the future four emperors.
But the basics are his weakest link.
"Physical fitness is at the level of a major."
"But combat experience, physical skills, swordsmanship."
"Unsightly."
Xia Le shook his head.
In the past few days, he and Kuzan had been sparring frequently, with disastrous results.
Without using the overlord color, he was almost beaten violently. There is a big gap in both combat experience and grasp of fighter planes.
"Becoming stronger does not happen overnight, it is the accumulation of talent, hard work, sweat, and blood."
"You can't be in a hurry, you still have to be steady and steady."
Xia Le said secretly.
Fortunately, although his irresponsible teacher Garp was nowhere to be seen, there was a more professional and responsible teacher every morning.
Black wrist Zefa!
"Having strong talent only allows you to be higher than others at the starting point."
"But this is no reason for you to slack off from now on. No one can become stronger without working hard."
Zefa, who crossed his arms and faced the rising sun with a majestic aura, shouted in a deep voice.
"Your physical fitness is very good. It has reached superhuman level. As long as you practice hard, you can master the six postures quickly."
"But experience can only be accumulated through battles and life-and-death trials."
Xia Le nodded silently.
Although he became stronger very quickly, he gained it after experiencing the pain of death again and again.
He deserves it!
Death is something no one wants to experience!
"I will teach you physical skills in more detail."
"I also hope you can remember that strong power is a means to realize justice and ambition in your heart, not to use it to do evil."
Zefa shouted.
More professional teachers mean faster improvement.
Targeted training made Xia Le feel much more relaxed.
On the fourth day, he mastered shaving, and on the fifth day, he initially mastered Lanjie.
The difficulty of the Six Forms actually lies in the physical fitness requirements, but its principle is not difficult. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Luffy to quickly develop second gear and master the method of fast movement during the battle with CP9.
On the sixth day, Xia Le had some experience with the finger gun, but he still couldn't control it well.
At the same time, under Zefa's guidance, his basic physical skills improved, and a line of words appeared on the panel.
"Basic physical skills level 1."
On the seventh day, in the battle with Kuzan, he was able to fight in a decent manner, and he would no longer be bullied one-sidedly.
This makes Xia Le confident.
"If I use the Overlord color."
"Forget it, that's too bullying."
However, the feeling of getting stronger quickly and improving every day really made him immersed in it and gave him a sense of accomplishment.
Especially when the other students in front of me are monsters.
Zefa's daily teaching was to call together the three future generals and some young people with potential.
Because he has a good relationship with Kuzan, Xia Le naturally often looks for him to compete with him. And Porusalino can't avoid this simple discussion either.
"A monster indeed!"
"Compared to Kuzan, this guy Porusalino looks harmless on the outside, but because he joined the army earlier, he is even more perverted!"
Xia Le already has a very clear understanding.
Among all the students, these two are the most powerful and monsters. Their strength, speed, and reactions are all real monsters. Because everyone else is still within the normal range.
"If I don't use the overlord color, I have no chance of winning."
His eyes turned slightly and looked at Sakaski, who was not far away.
This guy woke up after being in a coma for three days, but he never took the initiative to provoke or cause trouble.
Xia Le was originally looking forward to giving the opponent another overbearing shock, but he didn't expect that everything would be calm.
"With an extraordinary psyche and strong physical fitness, he is indeed a monster."
He sighed in his heart without any pride.
The morning of the tenth day when we arrived at G5 Fortress.
The urgent assembly whistle sounded throughout the base, and Xia Le quickly put on his navy uniform and put the white cloak of justice on his body.
"Quick, Xia Le, urgent gathering!"
"We're afraid we have to leave!"
Kuzan jumped down from the upper bunk, already fully dressed, and in a state of excitement.
"Um!"
Xia Le nodded.
The dormitory is for four people, and there are two other school-level officers, both in their thirties.
"I hope we can be on the same ship."
One of the bearded men laughed.
Kuzan waved his hand and walked out quickly, but Xia Le didn't respond.
The base has become crowded due to the sudden increase in troops in recent days, and they are all temporarily allocated. And if you want to be assigned to the same ship in the next battle, there is not much hope.
Because, at this time, there were a lot of officers in the G5 Fortress.
After quickly arriving at the square, I saw that the place was already densely packed with marines. Everyone had a cold face, and their righteous cloaks were fluttering in the wind behind them, giving them a solemn and solemn aura.
"We should be with Lieutenant General Garp."
Kuzan whispered.
Xia Le nodded. He thought so too, but he wasn't sure. He hadn't seen Garp for ten days.
The gathering speed was very fast, and all the officers were elite. In a short period of time, several square formations were formed in the entire square.
"You are all elites summoned from our headquarters, and you are well aware of the purpose of our gathering."
"So, I won't talk nonsense!"
On the high platform, Warring States shouted in a deep voice.
"Next, let's assign tasks."
"Your mission is to go to the Atvor Sea Area and observe and pay close attention to the movements of the Golden Lion Shiji and the Flying Pirates."
"But remember, try to avoid fighting."
All the navy looked awe-inspiring and shouted in unison: "Yes!"
The names were read out one by one quickly. After quickly getting out of the queue, they quickly learned the warship number they were assigned and ran away.
"Kuzan!"
The Warring States Period shouted loudly.
"Port No. 6, B3 warship."
Kuzan responded immediately, then turned and left.
Xia Le waited quietly, but it was not until a moment later that his name was called.
"You, go to Port 8, A5 warship!"
Warring States Road.
"yes!"
Xia Le turned around and left quickly.
The warship was easy to find, with eye-catching numbers painted on the hull. When he boarded the warship, he saw a school-level officer with a similar rank to him.
In addition, there was an extraordinarily tall guy with a simple and honest smile.
"Xia Le! I didn't expect that we were on the same ship."
Xia Le was a little surprised: "Saron?"
"You still remember me."
Saron laughed, looking very happy.
Xia Le also smiled. He observed the others and found that there were basically no acquaintances. The atmosphere on the boat seemed very heavy and solemn.
Apparently, the mission was about to begin and no one was in the mood to talk.
A moment later, a tall figure boarded the warship, with a tired look on his face and a knife on his waist.
"Major General Jerry!"
Seeing the person coming, everyone on the boat saluted in unison.
Major General Jerry waved his hand and lit a cigar.
"No need to be polite."
"Let's set off. Our mission is to take charge of the northwest area of the Atvor Sea and monitor the Flying Pirates."
His voice was weak, making Xia Le wonder if his kidneys had been emptied.
Moreover, this guy was pale, tall and thin, as if he could be knocked down by a gust of wind, and he looked like he was going to die soon.
