One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

Drake, as expected of one of the top-ranked students in this cohort, turned around and returned to defense in the shortest possible time.

"when!"

Amidst the clanging of blades, Drake's astonished eyes reflected a figure wielding a flaming sword.

What made Drake even more uneasy was that the power transmitted from the blade was no less than his own!

"How can this be!"

"He's just a brat, how come he suddenly has such superhuman strength!"

Drake parried Yang Ming's fire sword, feeling the tingling sensation in his hands, and began to question his existence!

Yang Ming landed lightly on his feet and moved closer again.

The breathing technique created a wonderful synergy with the Six Treasures Immortal Thief, causing eight parts of the body—heart, lungs, large intestine, small intestine, triple burner, stomach, gallbladder, and bladder—to begin to tremble slightly.

The vital energy was being consumed in large quantities, flowing through his blood and continuously strengthening Yang Ming's bones and meridians in a short period of time, which enabled him to achieve a significant improvement in strength and speed, making him comparable to the freshmen of the naval academy!

While facing off against Drake, Yang Ming was also constantly processing the memories in his mind.

The Breath of Flame is not just a breathing technique, but also contains a complete set of sword techniques.

"First Form: Shiranui!"

Yang Ming stomped his foot, and a ball of flame burst forth beneath his feet, propelling him forward like an arrow. The flames on his longsword suddenly expanded, resembling the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

Drake's pupils contracted sharply, and he only had time to raise his longsword with both hands to block.

"when!"

The moment the longsword made contact with the flaming sword, the longsword, which had already developed fine cracks from the previous collision, was now severely damaged and cut in two!

The severed blade tip spun into the air, and under the scorching heat, a blade tip engulfed in flames was just an inch from Drake's neck. If Yang Ming had moved forward just a little more, he would have slit Drake's throat.

Drake had thought that he might face the threat of death one day, but he never imagined that he would be threatened by a child.

A series of suppressed gasps rang out from his companions around him. These sounds, which would normally have infuriated Drake, were not as intense as the fear of death at this moment.

Feeling the sharp edge so close at hand, and the burning sensation on his skin, Drake swallowed hard.

"I...I give up!"

After saying those words, Drake deflated like a punctured balloon and collapsed to the ground.

Yang Ming extinguished the flames on the blade and sheathed it, using this action to conceal his physical weakness.

Flame Breathing can be unleashed in a short time, but due to the excessive consumption of energy, there will be a brief period of weakness afterward.

Yang Ming needs to carefully manage the scale of the battle.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

At first, only Marshal Zhan Guo and Zefa gave a sparse round of applause, but then the students suddenly realized what was going on, and as more people joined in, the applause erupted.

No matter how unwilling the trainees were, they had to admit that most of them wouldn't have been able to do better than Drake if they were in his shoes.

The ability to teleport is one thing, but it also has the ability to attach flames to the blade, and seems to have some method to temporarily increase power.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Tina opened her cherry-like mouth like a koi fish, and her cute little tongue could be vaguely seen.

Dadi Mastasson looked up at Yang Ming, deeply imprinting the figure in his mind and adding him to the list of people he should not easily provoke.

Jonathan yawned and continued to drift off into his own thoughts.

Smoker was itching to fight; if it weren't for the inopportune moment, he would have loved to step forward and ask for a lesson.

Garp watched the reactions of the trainees with a sense of immense pleasure, much like he had just stolen a hidden treat from the Sengoku period's office. Even the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

Zefa patted Yang Ming on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"congratulations."

"From today onwards, you are a new naval cadet!"

After saying that, Zefa turned his gaze to the group of students.

"You have really disappointed me. You can't even beat a child. From today onwards, all training will be doubled!"

"As long as you don't kill anyone, train like you're going to die!"

"At the same time, I announce that a live-fire test will be conducted in two months. You will be hunting pirates on the Grand Line. If you are afraid now, it's not too late to withdraw from the Naval Academy!"

Upon hearing Zefa's words, Yang Ming secretly sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, the students' faces were filled with frustration and rage, and they were furious with the culprit.

Seeing this, Zephyr chuckled inwardly:

"With Yang Ming joining, this group of trainees will train even harder, thanks to the 'catfish effect'!"

I won again!

Chapter 13 You're awesome, be my son!

Navy Headquarters.

Under the scorching sun, hundreds of trainees are undergoing grueling training on the training field.

Each trainee carried a 20-kilogram tortoise shell on their back, with their hands on the ground, and performed push-ups rhythmically to the sound of Chief Instructor Zefa's whistle.

Sweat had already soaked the trainees' clothes, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down their cheeks to their chins, dripping onto the ground and evaporating into water vapor in no time.

Whenever a trainee felt like giving up, they would hear Chief Instructor Zefa's angry roar:

"You bunch of useless trash, get moving! Are you even less capable than a child?"

At this point, hundreds of trainees seem to be injected with adrenaline, drawing strength from who-knows-where, and are able to persevere.

When the 200 push-ups were finally finished, most of the trainees were so exhausted that they collapsed on the ground, unable to straighten their backs.

Even top students like Smoker, Tina, Dadi Masdason, Jonathan, and Drake felt physically exhausted and were panting heavily.

Tina wiped the sweat from her chin, glancing at the upright figure standing in front of her, her beautiful eyes immediately sparkling.

"To be able to persevere through such grueling training, just what kind of monster is the opponent?!"

Smoker felt the tortoise shell on his back was as heavy as a mountain every moment, and even the two ropes that hung the shell from his shoulders dug into his flesh, leaving two shallow bloodstains.

However, when he discovered that Yang Ming had completed the training without a word, that damned competitive spirit surged into his heart, causing Smoker to clench his fists and grit his teeth, thinking to himself:

"How could I be outdone by a little brat!"

Despite being extremely annoyed by Yang Ming, the one who instigated them to increase the amount of training, the group of trainees, including Drake, had to admire him for completing a training volume that they themselves almost couldn't handle at the age of six or seven.

All the trainees were burning with determination, absolutely unwilling to lose to Yang Ming in the training exercise.

Otherwise, not only will Drake be branded as a disgrace in history, but his entire graduating class will become a laughingstock of the Navy!

The thought of graduating and officially becoming a naval officer, only to hear my colleagues jokingly saying:

"Look, these are the recruits who couldn't even compare to a little kid back then!"

This scene is too beautiful to bear!

Whether it was for face or self-esteem, all the students gave it their all!

Seeing this bustling training scene, head instructor Zefa, who was in charge of all of this, smiled with satisfaction.

"This is youth!"

42km long-distance run, 100m shuttle run, frog jump, squat, push-up, sit-up, pull-up, wall climbing.

The day's training program proceeded intensively. After each program ended, the trainees rested for less than twenty minutes before starting the next program.

There was no lunch break, only an hour for a simple meal and rest, and the trainees satisfied their hunger with the lunchboxes they brought with them.

During the training, Yang Ming used both the Flame Breathing and the Six Treasures Immortal Thief techniques simultaneously. His abdomen rose and fell rhythmically as he absorbed as much oxygen from the air as possible, converting it into the "Qi" needed by the human body. This continuously replenished his depleted physical strength and nourished the hidden injuries left during the training.

High-intensity training can cause muscle strains, damage capillaries, and lead to hidden injuries.

These hidden injuries are not usually visible and have no impact, but over time they can develop into chronic conditions.

Many retired veterans suffer from chronic illnesses, which stem from the excessive training they underwent during their military service in their youth, resulting in accumulated health problems.

Yang Ming's internal energy was greatly depleted. When Chief Instructor Zefa announced the end of the day's training, everyone else cheered, "Finally, we're alive again!" Only Yang Ming felt a strong hunger in his stomach. He couldn't care less about getting closer to the other trainees and quickly turned around and ran towards the canteen.

Seeing Yang Ming run towards the cafeteria without saying a word, Chief Instructor Zefa thought to himself:

"Such a familiar example of incompetent behavior!"

"And you still say you're not Garp's illegitimate son?"

Instructor Zephyr curled his lip. He never expected that Garp, that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also go astray and know how to keep a mistress on the side. He thought Garp was a gentleman!

Nonsence!

That old lecher!

Having confirmed Yang Ming's true identity, Chief Instructor Zefa, out of respect for his old friend, naturally wanted to show him some consideration. He waved to Tina, beckoning her over, and said:

"Later, you will be responsible for showing Yang Ming around the dormitory environment and arranging his accommodation."

Although Tina was so tired that she could barely move, she knew that a soldier's duty was to obey orders, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the task.

After Chief Instructor Zephyr left, Drake crept up to him furtively.

"Tina, I need to discuss something with you."

Seeing Drake's ill-intentioned look, Tina raised her beautiful eyebrows:

"What do you want to do?"

Drake whispered a few words in Tina's ear, which made Tina's eyebrows furrow.

"Isn't this not good?"

Drake chuckled and said:

"You don't understand, do you? This is how men get to know each other!"

Tina glanced at Drake thoughtfully, knowing better than to expose his little scheme.

Tina was quite curious about Yang Ming; she wanted to see how he would deal with the difficulties posed by Drake and the others.