Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

"No need, who said that kid doesn't have a way to deal with the elementalization of Logia-type Devil Fruits?"

Garp waved his hand.

"The only things that can deal with the elemental transformation of Logia-type Devil Fruits are Haki, Seastone, and the Devil Fruit's ability itself. There's no other way. Is that kid a Devil Fruit user?"

Zephyr looked at Garp and frowned.

"No, it's not."

Karp shook his head.

Sengoku suddenly seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Garp, and his eyes showed a hint of shock:

"Garp, could it be that kid..."

Karp didn't answer, but just flashed him a big white smile.

Inside the venue.

Smoker grabbed Ron's wrist.

But they couldn't shake him.

The power emanating from his wrist made him realize a shocking fact.

The black-haired boy named Ron in front of him possesses even greater power than him!

Smoker was terrified.

Just then, that small, thin wrist began to exert force, Smoker's eyes narrowed, and a large amount of white smoke billowed from his body.

"Kid, just admit defeat like this. Bai Man!"

Strands of white smoke, like white snakes, emanated from Smoker and coiled around Ron, whom he had captured.

soon.

The flowing white smoke transformed into white ropes that trapped Ron within them.

"you lose."

Smoker looked at him and said.

Just as he was about to turn around, a calm boy's voice came from behind him.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

Sensing the sudden increase in power behind him, Smoker abruptly turned his head.

The rope formed from white smoke had been opened, turning into wisps of white smoke that drifted in all directions. The black-haired boy named Ron's hair moved without wind, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a power that was invisible to the naked eye, yet made Smoker's heart tremble.

"impossible!!"

Zefa completely lost his composure, his eyes wide and mouth agape, his expression one of utter shock, as if he had witnessed something beyond his wildest imagination.

Lieutenant General Tsuru stared blankly at the black-haired boy in the arena, his heart churning with emotions he had never felt before.

"It's actually... domineering."

"He mastered Armament Haki in just one year...?"

Sengoku stared intently at the black-haired boy in the arena, his voice trembling.

"I told you he was a little monster."

Garp laughed heartily.

Ron, enveloped in invisible Armament Haki, took a step forward and appeared in front of Smoker with the speed of a phantom.

"useless……"

Before Smoker could finish speaking, he was punched in the stomach by Ron, who was imbued with Armament Haki.

His eyes widened instantly, and the next second he was sent flying.

It slammed heavily against the wall, sinking deep into it, leaving cracks all around.

"Why, how is it possible!"

Smoker, his back embedded in the wall and blood spilling from his mouth, struggled to open his eyes and stared in horror at the small figure in the distance.

"It's actually Haki... It's Haki that I haven't even mastered yet!"

"That brat...!"

Envy, jealousy, resentment... and other indescribable feelings instantly filled Smoker's heart. He let out a low growl, using the smoke to propel his upper body forward, and rushed towards Ron at high speed.

Ron looked at Smoker charging towards him, raised his arm, and clenched his fist.

"Armament Haki, Harden!"

Accompanied by a domineering voice that seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

His arms and fists instantly turned pitch black.

This scene shocked Sengoku, Zefu, and Tsuru.

Even Garp was stunned for a moment: "This kid... he's actually reached the level of Armament Haki hardening?"

"Haaah!"

With bloodshot eyes, Smoker pushed his Devil Fruit powers to their limit and charged toward Ron, unleashing a punch!

Ron, with his jet-black fist hardened by Armament Haki, also unleashed a punch.

Two fists, one big and one small, collided.

boom!

A strong gust of wind, accompanied by thick white smoke, swept outwards, fluttering the justice coats on the backs of Garp, Sengoku, and the other three.

45. A name that appears only briefly on the sea (3/5)

A figure was sent flying backward from the white smoke.

On the wall that Smoker had smashed open, an even larger hole appeared, with layers crumbling inwards.

Smoker lay there, unconscious.

"They beat him pretty hard. That kid really is as ruthless as ever."

Garp crossed his arms and looked at him, clicking his tongue in amazement.

Meanwhile, Sengoku, Zefu, and Tsuru stared intently at the black-haired boy who emerged from the dissipating white smoke.

He was unharmed, except that the sleeve above his right arm was torn off, revealing a well-defined, muscular arm.

Sengoku withdrew his gaze and looked at Zefa, asking:

"Zeffa, do you still have any objections now?"

Zephyr took a deep breath, looked at the black-haired boy in the arena, and said in a deep voice, "If it is this kid, I have no objection and agree with your special recruitment of him as a naval intern!"

After Zephyr finished speaking, he turned to Sengoku and said with an extremely serious expression:

"Sengoku, can you let me train this kid? I can guarantee he'll become a monster even more terrifying than Kuzan, Borsalino, and Sakazuki!"

Before Sengoku could speak, Crane spoke up:

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Zephyr frowned: "Why?"

“Because he hasn’t joined the Navy yet; he’s just a specially recruited naval intern,” Tsuru said, glancing at him. “Zeffa, have you considered the consequences if he doesn’t join the Navy?”

Zefa's expression hardened.

"He, what do you think we should do?"

During the Warring States period, people looked towards the Crane Path.

Vice Admiral Tsuru, with his gray hair, looked at the black-haired boy not far away and thought for a moment. He then looked at Sengoku and said, "Give him the right to move freely within the Navy and allow him to voluntarily participate in tasks such as capturing pirates. His position and salary will be the same as those of a captain, but he is not allowed to be involved in core affairs, nor is anyone allowed to teach him the Six Styles of the Navy."

"All information involving naval secrets will be disclosed to him only after he agrees to join the navy and completes the corresponding assessments."

The crane cuts through the railway like a nail.

"Give him freedom and restrictions, let him see everything with his own eyes and then make his own judgments and choices..."

Sengoku nodded: "I agree with He's opinion."

Garp yawned and said, "I have no objection."

After hearing what Tsuru said, Zephyr became more sober, but still asked a question: "Would the Naval Academy allow him to enter?"

“He is permitted to participate in student training, but neither you, Zefa, nor the academy instructors are allowed to teach him anything.”

The crane crossed its arms and said to it.

Zefa nodded: "I understand."

In short, this specially recruited intern is left to his own devices; whatever he learns before he actually becomes a member of the Navy depends on his own abilities.

"Karp, you're not allowed to teach him anymore."

Sengoku gave Garp some instructions.