One Piece: Starting from Awakening the Cosmo at Marineford

Aaron, emboldened, grinned and asked, "Master, you just said this sword was forged by a swordsmith from the Marine Headquarters. Can he forge even the Supreme Grade Swords?"

Bogart pushed his hat brim up, then rolled his eyes: "You think the Supreme Grade Swords are as easy as cabbages?"

Aaron settled for second best: "Surely we can make that greatsword, right?"

Bogart had never been so speechless: "Over hundreds of years, there have only been twelve Supreme Grade Swords, and a total of 21 Great Grade Swords. You don't think just anyone can forge them, do you?"

Aaron said disappointedly, "It seems that the Navy's talent pool isn't that well-rounded after all."

Aaron thought for a moment, then chuckled, "Master, I'm your only and most beloved disciple, aren't I?"

Bogart's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Aaron's sinister smile meant he was definitely plotting against him; that's why he was using "honorific language."

"Master, how about you try to get me one? Like Hawkeye's Black Blade Night?"

Bogart's cheek muscles twitched; he was already beginning to regret taking Aaron as his apprentice.

With his shamelessness, he'll have plenty of headaches to deal with in the future.

However, this brat's talent was something that made him both envious and jealous.

A good teacher is hard to find, but a good student is even harder to find.

He only gave a few casual lessons to materials like Bellumeber.

As for Aaron, he regarded him as his successor and was prepared to pass on all his knowledge to him.

If Aaron could be trained into an unparalleled swordsman, he could die in peace.

Bogart was afraid of missing out on Aaron, as he didn't know when the next satisfactory disciple would appear.

But this kid is really pushing his luck! He wants me to deal with Black Knife Night?

Bogart cursed under his breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "With your current swordsmanship, using such a fine knife is like putting gold on a lattice—a complete waste."

As for Hawkeye Mihawk's Black Blade Yoru, or the Yonko Shanks' Griffin, they're about your height, and their swords are suitable for you. Go and steal them from them yourself later!

Seeing that Bogart had turned the tables on him, Aaron didn't back down: "Fine, then I'll just steal one from the pirates!"

Stealing Hawkeye and Shanks' knives? That doesn't seem like a bad idea.

Aaron already had a plan. "I can't beat Hawkeye or Shanks now, but I can't beat Zoro Liu?"

Zoro was holding two great swords, Wado Ichimonji and Shusui.

Forget about the Wado Ichimonji; he chews on it every day, and his saliva has soaked the handle countless times. Even if he doesn't have bad breath, it's still disgusting enough. I wouldn't want it even if it were given to me.

As for Qiushui, it is the sword of the sword god Longma, and it is one of only two black swords in the world.

Which swordsman wouldn't want that?

Aaron only dared to dream about Hawkeye's Black Knife Night for the time being.

As for the Supreme Grade Swords, one is in the hands of Fujitora, and the other is in the hands of the Five Elders, Nasujuro.

Whitebeard's Murakumogiri, almost as long as a three-story building, was used as a flagpole?

As for Roger's sword, Ace, its whereabouts are unknown.

Aaron guessed that Karp might know the whereabouts of the knife.

Aaron glanced at Karp, whose face remained expressionless.

Bogart said, "Enough with the nonsense, come here, I'll teach you my school of swordsmanship."

"Just practice a couple of times first, let me see how good you are. Then I can plan your teaching accordingly."

"oh."

Aaron thought about it carefully. Although the original owner's swordsmanship was poor, he was still a swordsman and knew some basic skills.

Because Aaron enjoys reading martial arts books and watching martial arts movies, he has some impression of the flashy moves in them.

Aaron gripped the knife and casually swung it a few times.

Boga nodded: "Not bad. Due to time constraints, I'll just teach you the basic training methods of my school of swordsmanship. Practice diligently from now on, and if you have any questions, contact me via Den Den Mushi."

Bogart detailed the practice of more than a dozen basic movements in his school of swordsmanship, from drawing the sword to thrusting, slashing, cutting, and so on. He also explained how many times to practice each movement per day and how many days to persist with it.

Cutting tofu, chopping rice grains, tearing a page from a book in one stroke, or splitting hair in half—these are all examples of such techniques.

Bogart solemnly stated, "These movements are the foundation of swordsmanship. As for different styles, the key lies in the combined application of these basic movements, as well as the mindset and fighting style during training and combat."

The second day, we talked about the connection and combination of some basic moves.

The purpose of swordsmanship is to defeat the enemy, so it should be practical. The key is to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, and to abandon fancy moves.

On the third day, Bogart explained some theories about fighting the enemy.

These were Aaron's strengths. He could talk about the theories of cold weapons from the books and movies he had read, and he did it in great detail, leaving Bogart completely bewildered.

Phrases like "Nothing is invincible except speed," "Show weakness, open up opportunities, strike later but arrive first," "React swiftly, be unpredictable, catch the enemy off guard," and "Attack where they must defend, defeat them in one move," etc.

Bogart began to question the meaning of life.

He was indeed teaching Aaron the basic swordsmanship skills.

However, he learned a great deal about swordsmanship theory from Aaron.

Bogart even had a feeling that if he studied Aaron's words repeatedly, his swordsmanship would definitely improve to another level.

After three days of teaching, Aaron bowed to Bogart.

On the morning of the fourth day, Aaron and Lark went to find Karp again to await his instructions.

Aaron was wearing a red T-shirt, dark blue trousers, and sneakers. He also wore a justice cape, but no hat. The knife that Bogart had given him was slung across his left waist.

Lark put on his signature outfit: a white crop top, camouflage pants with only one leg, red and yellow striped stockings on his right leg, pink leather boots, pink headphones, military green gloves, a bag slung across his shoulder, and a sniper rifle on his back.

Garp nodded in satisfaction: "Be careful. Now, go to the designated dock and find the designated warship. I've assigned you an adjutant and 20 marines to handle the ship's routine maintenance, medical care, and daily necessities."

Aaron said, "Skylark, let's go."

"Um!"

The lark's lips curled up, and her ponytail swayed from side to side in the wind.

Along the way, Lark followed beside Aaron, turning his head to look up from time to time.

"Hibari, what's your rank now?"

"Hmm? Oh, Aaron-senpai, I'm a captain at headquarters now."

"Not bad. Only one grade below me. Keep up the good work."

Do you like pink?

"Yeah, Aaron-senpai, look at my headphones, my shoes..."

Aaron didn't look: "It's fine."

The two arrived at the dock and found the designated warship, a small vessel about 50 meters long.

The two boarded the warship, where 20 marines stood ready, and another man stood impatiently on tiptoe in front.