One Piece: Starting from Awakening the Cosmo at Marineford

Aaron felt an increased sense of oppression, as if the surrounding air was squeezing his muscles, bones, and even every cell in his body.

"Hahaha! Kid! They're all passed out now. You beat up my grandson, so I'll just take this opportunity to kill you! I can say whatever I want afterward!"

Aaron watched as Karp approached step by step, listening to his threats, and thought to himself, "I don't believe you for a second, you old geezer, you're wicked!"

Aaron, however, did not relax immediately; he also wanted to test his limits.

"Clang!"

A clear and melodious phoenix cry suddenly rang out.

A phantom of a fiery phoenix appeared above Aaron's head, tearing a gash in Garp's already solidified Conqueror's Haki.

The fiery phoenix looked down arrogantly at Garp.

This is the indomitable soul and will of the king of birds.

The pressure on Aaron immediately lessened considerably, and air rushed into his chest cavity, which had been almost completely emptied.

A warm sensation emanated from the tag on Aaron's chest, its orange-red light shimmering.

The various parts of the Phoenix Cloth flew out from the chest tag and covered various parts of Aaron's body.

Like the shattering of Kunlun jade, the crisp and melodious sound of metal colliding cleansed Aaron's soul.

Aaron's spirits lifted: "Again!"

"Hahaha! Good lad, you've got some tricks up your sleeve!"

Garp roared, and his Conqueror's Haki surged forth like a raging tide, relentlessly crashing and crushing towards Aaron.

"Well done!"

Aaron was secretly shocked: "As expected of Garp!"

Even with his sixth sense awakened and the Phoenix Cloth's power, Aaron still felt insignificant in the face of Garp.

This is a 76-year-old man whose health is no longer at its peak.

How terrifying would it be if he were in his forties or fifties?

Aaron couldn't think straight, desperately burning the inner universe within him, squeezing the power from every bone, every cell, and even every atom in his body.

Karp continued to slowly approach, like a beast toying with its prey, his face contorted with ferocity, as if he truly intended to take the opportunity to kill Aaron, maximizing the sense of oppression and fear.

Aaron was not afraid, because he knew he was facing a naval hero who had dedicated the rest of his life to protecting the old men of the navy.

He was absolutely certain that Garp would never kill him, a Marine, and certainly not just because he had beaten up Garp's grandson.

Moreover, even if Garp were to actually kill him, Aaron still had one last trick up his sleeve: the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

He didn't use the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power because he was worried that destroying the classroom would hurt Hibari, Gross, and Peacock.

But if Garp really has murderous intent, then he can't care about anything else.

Aaron fully embraced the pressure; wasn't this an excellent opportunity for improvement?

Suddenly, Aaron felt a completely different power surging out of his body, flowing from every cell, trying to break free, but it seemed to be encased in Aaron's skin and could not break out.

Aaron knew perfectly well that once this power broke through the body's constraints and was released outside, he would be able to awaken Conqueror's Haki.

"Come on, old man!"

Aaron forced out a sound, shouting, trying to provoke Karp into even greater anger.

But he didn't bring up Ace, because that would really hurt the poor old man.

"Hahaha!"

Garp burst into wild laughter, and the terrifying pressure that had filled the entire classroom like a hellish abyss instantly receded and disappeared like a receding tide.

The black and red lightning disappeared into Garp's body, and the air in the classroom quickly returned to calm.

Only some dust remained, drifting aimlessly.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, but also said with regret, "Old man, why did you suddenly stop?"

Garp laughed loudly, "You seem to be acting a bit strange, like you're starting to go berserk. I'm worried that if I increase the amount of Conqueror's Haki any further, you won't be able to hold on."

Aaron complained, "Why do you think I'm abnormal? I can definitely handle it!"

Karp pointed to the ground and said, "But they can't hold on any longer. If this continues, their brains will probably be affected when they wake up."

Aaron then looked around the classroom. The desks and chairs were all overturned on the ground, turned into sticks, wood chips and wood scraps.

The larks lay in the pile of wood and trash, kicking their legs and shaking their bodies as if they were asleep and having a nightmare.

Aaron sighed. "Well, I didn't think of that."

Garp laughed, "Aaron, you're quite good. I believe you'll awaken Conqueror's Haki in six months at most."

Aaron wanted to roll his eyes, thinking to himself: If you had held on for just one more minute, I would have already awakened Conqueror's Haki.

Karp stared at Aaron, stroking his chin and scrutinizing him repeatedly, his gaze like that of a thirsty old bachelor eyeing a beautiful young woman.

Aaron shrank back: "What do you want to do?"

Garp laughed heartily, "Aaron, you were actually able to withstand 70% of my Conqueror's Haki! You definitely have the potential to become a King. Become my disciple!"

"Seventy percent? Such a terrifying scene, and it's only seventy percent?"

"Am I amazing? Becoming my disciple is definitely a good deal!"

Aaron looked at Karp's face and thought, "Why does he look like a goldfish swindler trying to lure children?"

"It's decided then and there!"

Without waiting for Aaron's reply, Karp patted him heavily on the shoulder.

Aaron chuckled: "Whatever makes you happy."

Karp immediately scratched his head: "However, I don't have much time to teach you anymore. But I did teach you for a few days, so it wasn't like I took advantage of you for nothing."

Aaron was speechless: "That was too hasty..."

Karp said, "They won't wake up for a while. Let's go to the training ground, and I'll tell you about my boxing methods."

At the training ground, Karp talked about how he practiced boxing on a warship and later on a mountain wall.

"Aaron, you don't have these things on the warship, you can practice with barbell plates."

Karp then got into a fighting stance and explained to Aaron how to generate power in a punch.

How to move from the feet to the waist and hips, then to the shoulders, elbows, and fists.

Karp explained everything in great detail without holding back.

I don't know how much time passed, but it got dark.

"Ah, so you're here after all!"

Karp stopped. "You're awake?"

Peacock scolded, "Karp, how could you stun us all without warning? You didn't even give us a heads-up!"

Garp chuckled, "The enemy won't give you time to prepare. Some pirates even use tricks and sneak attacks. Do you expect to prepare when fighting pirates?"

The peacock pouted, "This is during class, after all!"

Garp laughed, "I'm just giving you a lesson! If you're unhappy, go tell your grandma!"

Peacock utterly despised Garp's behavior: "Tch! Are you a child? Tattling on me?"

Garp didn't seem to mind, laughing heartily, "Alright, that's all for today's lessons. You'll all be on your way tomorrow morning, ready to depart for your mission!"