One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy himself spent most of those three years in seclusion on Beehive Island.

The development of telekinesis fruits has been pushed to a new level.

His psychic field expanded from nearly a kilometer when he first awakened to cover the entire island, and even extended to the near sea.

Spatial manipulation has become more precise, down to the point of being able to distort light and change the refractive index of objects, achieving large-scale optical invisibility.

Gravity suppression, mental storm, spatial teleportation—he has honed each of these abilities to perfection.

The ability to make one's words law can be quite useful when facing a powerful figure like the Red Earl.

The dual-color design has also reached a new peak in terms of power and presence.

The method of forging the body within the Armored Body had become second nature through years of practice, and it was constantly in use, whether walking, sitting, or lying down.

Currently, aside from Barrett, no one on Beehive Island can match the strength of their Armament Haki.

His Observation Haki surpasses even that of Red Earl, and its range extends to an unknown number of sea miles.

The use of Conqueror's Haki in combination is even more unparalleled.

He can imbue Shusui's sword with Conqueror's Haki, and he can also imbue a barrier formed from Nen.

It can even integrate Conqueror's Haki into mental power, forming a completely new form of mental impact.

This unique application of Roy's domineering technique has brought his attack power to an unprecedented level.

But what Roy did most in the past three years was not cultivation.

It's about layout.

One night in the year 1504 of the Sea Calendar, in the East China Sea, at Windmill Village.

No one knows what happened that night.

The villagers only remember that the wind was unusually calm that night, and the sound of the tide was much quieter than usual, as if some force was quietly protecting this small village.

A dark-haired man stood atop Mount Colbo, looking down at a small house halfway up the mountain, its walls illuminated by a dim, yellow light.

Inside the house, two children were fast asleep—six-year-old Ace and even younger Luffy.

Under the moonlight, Roy silently entered the small house, his telekinetic energy forming a faint barrier around him.

He raised his right hand slightly, and his spiritual power transformed into countless fine tendrils, gently probing into the minds of the two children.

The training experience of the Six Styles of the Navy, the basic methods for learning Haki, and the core mental techniques of physical combat.

This knowledge is directly imprinted deep into their minds. It won't manifest immediately, but it will subtly play a role in their future cultivation.

After doing all this, Roy withdrew his mental energy and took one last look at the sleeping faces of his two children.

He turned and disappeared into the night, simultaneously issuing instructions via mental link to two members of the Hive Island perimeter lurking near Windmill Village:

Protect them secretly and do not interfere unless there is a mortal danger.

The move to establish a presence in the East China Sea is just one part of Roy's three-year strategic plan.

The ultimate battle where Barrett awakens his Impact Fruit, and Tesoro's dozens of duels against Kizaru—

Behind every single event, Roy was secretly pulling the strings.

He doesn't need to do everything himself; what he needs to do is ensure that each partner grows at the fastest speed on the path that best suits them.

Three years later, the new world order has become a delicate balance.

Whitebeard remains the undisputed strongest emperor, Kaido is entrenched in Wano Country, poised to strike, Big Mom is managing her marriage alliance empire in Whole Cake Island, and Shiki is entrenched in the floating islands, waiting for his chance to make his move.

Beehive Island—this special place—possesses top-tier combat power at the level of emperors.

It also boasts a constantly emerging new generation of talent and a trade network covering the four seas and the Grand Line.

As for Shanks, he was like a dark horse, maneuvering among the five major powers and becoming an emerging force that could not be ignored in the New World.

Everyone knows that the new world we live in is just the eve of a much bigger storm.

And the dark cloud that covered the entire sea was getting closer and closer.

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Beehive Island, Central Training Plaza.

Three years have passed, and the stone slabs of the square have become even smoother from being worn down.

It wasn't polished by a craftsman—it was soaked and flattened again and again by sweat and blood.

The morning sunlight shone on the square, casting long, long shadows of several figures.

The once naive new generation has been completely transformed, and each of them has the ability to stand alone in the new world.

The most remarkable growth was seen in the figure in the very center of the square, who was throwing a punch.

Boa Hancock.

The fifteen-year-old girl had fully grown in stature, tall and slender, with black hair like a waterfall, gently swaying in the morning breeze.

Her features were so exquisite they seemed unreal, and her deep purple eyes held a natural charm—a unique allure born from the fusion of the sweet fruit and Hancock's own personality.

Simply standing there, without needing to do anything, is enough to irresistibly attract those with weaker willpower.

But at that moment, no one dared to look at her more than once—not because of her breathtaking beauty,

It was not because of the Conqueror's Haki surrounding her that the dark red arcs of electricity were crackling in the air.

Standing opposite her was Burgess.

The user of the Power-Power Fruit grinned, clapping his fists together with a dull thud.

"Hahaha! Hancock, I'm not going to hold back today!"

"Enough with the nonsense."

Hancock's voice was cold, but a hint of a smile flickered deep in her purple eyes.

The next second, the two figures disappeared from their original positions at the same time.

Burgess's right fist, imbued with the terrifying power of the Power-Power Fruit, slammed towards Hancock's face.

Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed and exploded, and the pebbles on the ground were swept up by the air blast and flew everywhere like bullets.

Hancock didn't take the hit head-on. Instead, she dodged to the side, her long legs sweeping towards Burgess's ribs with Armament Haki.

Burgess blocked with his left arm, and a white shockwave exploded from the point of impact between the two.

"Too slow," Hancock's voice came from beside Burgess.

Burgess's pupils contracted. Hancock was clearly right in front of him, so how did the voice come from the side?

The next second, he saw the "Hancock" in front of him turn into a cloud of pink smoke and dissipate.

The real Hancock had already appeared to his right and kicked him in the shoulder.

Bages was sent flying by the kick, tumbling in mid-air before landing with his feet carving two deep furrows into the stone slab.

He rubbed his shoulder where he'd been kicked, grinning, "Hahaha! What was that just now? A clone?"

"Hmph! It's all about speed."

Hancock crossed her arms and raised her chin slightly. "The instant you were affected by the Love-Love Fruit, my true form had already moved out of your blind spot."

Burgess scratched his head:

"I don't understand. But it's pretty impressive."

He clapped his fists together, and his smile widened.

"Again!"

The two clashed again.

The sounds of fists and feet colliding echoed in the training square, each strike creating a shockwave.

While Burgess's Power-Power Fruit is simple and brutal, any fancy techniques seem superfluous in the face of absolute power.