One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

The author now has only one expectation for this book: to avoid the mistakes made in the previous book as much as possible, to finish it steadily and surely, not expecting great results, just to avoid major errors.

Consider it a chance to hone your writing skills.

I can't speak for other things, but the writing style and pacing of this book are a significant improvement over the previous one.

The author has that much confidence.

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Chapter 92 Chief Instructor Zephyr

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Time flies, and the training camp has entered its final month. The trainees have been clearly divided into three levels.

The worst are those who are just there to make up the numbers; they can hardly complete the physical training in half a day. These trainees are mainly officers from all over the country, with limited potential, and the main focus is on participation.

The second type is those who can complete the training but find it difficult to master the Six Styles. These trainees make up the largest number, but with continued training, they have a chance to master the Six Styles and are the backbone of the navy.

The third type is the gifted elites who have a sufficient understanding of the Six Powers, or even have mastered some of them. They are the fewest in number and will inevitably become the core combat force of the Navy in the future.

For these elites, the training camp has new arrangements.

At night, Loya freeloaded at Dor's dormitory.

"Will there be a new instructor tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Dole sipped his wine, looking quite melancholy.

Even vice admirals in the headquarters do not all master the Six Styles of the Navy. In most cases, they master only a portion of the Six Styles, such as the combat-aiding techniques "Shave" and "Moon Walk," which are almost always required to be learned.

The other styles are also good, but they are much less popular. Vice Admirals generally have their own fighting habits and rarely rely on the Six Styles in battle.

Therefore, these lieutenant generals of the headquarters are not actually very professional in teaching the Six Forms and instructing students. They can teach ordinary students without any problem, but the elite students should naturally be handed over to professional instructors.

"Loya, the new instructor is amazing!"

"Could it be Zephyr?"

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The two stared at each other.

Loya hesitated for a moment.

"Is it really Zefa?"

"Yes!"

Dor responded dejectedly, still wanting to maintain the mystery, but Loya guessed it all at once.

This kid is great in every way, except he's too smart. He understands everything so quickly, which makes him a bit out of place.

Dol stared at Loya: "Loya, do you know what this means?"

"This is it."

Loya stroked his chin and guessed, "Does this mean I've already been accepted into the main recruit camp, and once I graduate, I can rise to the top?"

"That's right!"

Dol gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes turning fierce.

That mouth should be sewn up!

"The recruit camp is a three-year program. Not only will you have personal guidance from Instructor Zephyr, but after you graduate there, you can directly take up a post at headquarters. With your talent, you can become a lieutenant general at headquarters in ten years at most!"

"That sounds good."

Loya smiled and shook his head.

"But, I refuse!"

"reject?"

Dor was stunned.

Did she mishear?

The tone suddenly rose!

"You're refusing? Do you know how much benefit joining the recruit camp brings? Loya, it's not just about becoming Master Zephyr's disciple!"

"I know, but it will take too long."

Loya certainly knew.

Improving one's strength is secondary; joining the recruit camp also means joining the headquarters system and Professor Zephyr's network of connections, which will significantly reduce the difficulty of future promotions.

To put it bluntly, it means becoming a trusted confidant of the Navy Headquarters.

But a three-year cycle is really too long!

Three years later, Luffy will set sail, and the world order will undergo astonishing changes, with the Navy facing a major upheaval.

If he had gotten this opportunity two years ago, he would probably have been laughing in his sleep. But now, he will study for another three years step by step and become a colonel after graduation.

The day lilies are cold!

What kind of say can a mere colonel have?

The year following the Marineford War was the perfect opportunity to covet the position of admiral. Once Fujitora and Green Bull took over, there would be no chance for him.

Moreover, the transition from the old to the new world, and the uprising of the revolutionary army, will all erupt within those two or three years.

The world government is about to face its greatest crisis.

Without sufficient status, one can only watch others rise to prominence, and once everything settles down, regardless of who wins or loses, it will have nothing to do with him.

His dream of becoming a king or general will also be shattered.

But Dor couldn't understand any of this.

“Loya, you are still very young, there’s no need to be in such a hurry.”

"Thank you, Sister Dor. I know what I'm doing."

Loya felt a warmth in his heart. He could feel Dor's concern for him. From Dor's perspective, joining the recruit camp was indeed only beneficial and had no drawbacks.

He just saw further ahead.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Loya put down his wine glass, stood up, smiled, and extended his hand in invitation: "Instructor Dor, shall we dance?"

"You can dance?"

Dor was surprised and took Loya's hand.

"Of course, I'm a master dancer!"

Loya pulled the woman in front of him and put his right arm around her waist.

Feeling the softness on her fingertips, Loya silently gave a thumbs-up to Dige, who had taught her dance skills.

When you're out and about, you still need to know a few tricks up your sleeve.

Spin and jump!

The next morning, at the training ground in the center of the island's forest.

All the students in the front hundred rows assembled.

Loya's arrival immediately drew the attention of all the students.

"That's black hair?"

Curiosity, skepticism, provocation.

"He's a handsome young man, so cute!"

Peacock observed Loya from afar; he was much more handsome than expected. Apart from his slightly fierce expression, his appearance was practically flawless.

Standing next to the peacock, Lu Yun kindly reminded her, "Sister Peacock, be careful not to become his prey!"

"Really? That makes me really excited!"

Peacock licked her lips, her masculine spirit stirring. If Instructor Zefa hadn't been arriving soon, she would have wanted to test Black Hair's abilities right now.

"coming!"

A burly man, about three meters tall, with short purple hair, strode over, followed by two officers.

The trainees immediately straightened their backs, held their breath, and secretly glanced at Zefa with undisguised admiration and respect.