Naval Headquarters

Marshal "Steel Bone" Kong slammed the newly delivered newspaper onto the table, his face turning ashen.

He was fully aware of the arrangements made by the Warring States and had always supported them. However, now that the deeds of Roy and his group had not only spread, but the newspapers were also deliberately exaggerating Zephyr's injuries, he was furious.

"asshole!!"

Gang Gu Kong's large, clenched hand suddenly, crumpling the entire newspaper into a ball.

Turning his head to look at the staff officer, He,

"There must be spies from other forces within the 'Little Crane' Navy. Investigate immediately! If I find them, I'll make them pay."

Staff Officer He put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the angry marshal. He knew that there must be spies from other forces in the navy, but given the size of the navy, it was impossible to eliminate them all.

"I understand what you mean, but the news has already spread."

"Our priority is to mitigate the impact of this incident."

"Such a big thing has happened, the Navy must clarify the matter of Zephyr! First, we need to appease the public."

"As for the spies in the navy, that's something to deal with last."

As the backbone of maintaining order at sea, the navy is vulnerable to a devastating blow if rumors of a general's "disastrous defeat" spread, which would shake public trust and severely damage future recruitment and prestige.

This is detrimental to the future development of the navy.

After listening to Staff Officer He's analysis, Steel Bone Kong understood the priorities of the matter. After a moment's thought, he gave the order.

"Immediately arrange for the intelligence department to send a report to eliminate the impact and clarify the exaggerated claims about Zefa's injuries in the report."

"Notify Morgans of 'Big News' to immediately cease publication in the newspaper, or the Navy will severely punish him!"

"Also, you, 'Little Crane,' will be in charge of arranging the spies."

"yes!"

After receiving the orders, the naval personnel got to work.

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On the azure sea, the White Dove is sailing toward its designated destination.

After a night's rest, and with the life energy from the peas and the nourishing food, Roy, Barrett, and Hawkeye looked much better.

However, the damage caused by internal injuries cannot be fully recovered in a short period of time.

"This time... we went a bit too far."

Roy leaned against the gunwale, feeling the weakness coursing through his body, and said with a wry smile.

"Hmph! That guy's got some nerve!"

Barrett moved his still somewhat sore arms, the movement aggravating his wounds.

He grimaced and bared his teeth, but he still seemed a little defiant.

"Next time we meet, I'm going to smash that guy's 'black arm' to pieces!"

"Tch, you really dare to say that!"

"What do you mean!?"

Seeing Barrett's glare, Roy waved his hands repeatedly.

"Oh, don't worry about it!"

"Zeff is indeed strong, especially in terms of Armament Haki. Although it's unrealistic to expect him to smash Black Arm when we meet again, it wasn't without its benefits."

This battle allowed Roy to successfully learn the secret of Zephyr's Armament Haki.

Unlike techniques of internal sabotage,

Internal destruction simply allows Armament Haki to flow on the surface of the attached body, thus invading the body of others and causing damage.

It does not enhance the quality and hardness of one's own Armament Haki.

According to Roy's prior knowledge, Armament Haki can only be strengthened and improved through repeated clashes with them.

But now, with Zephyr's method for training Armament Haki, one can train it oneself and continuously strengthen Armament Haki.

This made Roy feel that it was all worthwhile.

"Oh? What did you gain?" Barrett asked curiously.

Roy didn't answer directly, but instead beckoned the others on the ship over.

Once everyone had gathered, Roy raised his palm and concentrated his Armament Haki.

"You all know that Armament Haki needs to be improved through battle and training, right?"

Roy looked at everyone,

"But Zephyr's Armament Haki is far stronger than that of other experts of the same level."

"So what! Give me time and I can do it too."

Barrett crossed his arms and spoke in a firm tone, but his eyes became more serious.

"The problem is that he found a 'shortcut' to forging a domineering style."

It's no longer simply about being beaten and fighting, but about forging oneself internally. This directly enhances the strength of Armament Haki.

"Internal forging?"

Hawkeye keenly grasped the key words, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"That's right."

Roy nodded.

"When you were fighting Zephyr, I was using my mental energy to constantly observe him and the changes in his Armament Haki."

"Based on my deduction, Zephyr's Armament Haki is not static within his body during his regular training."

Instead, it functions like a second circulatory system, constantly surging, colliding, compressing, and condensing within the spaces between blood vessels, muscles, and bones as the blood accelerates its flow!

Roy raised a finger, and Armament Haki slowly wrapped around it.

"Ordinary Armament Haki application simply involves extracting 'ki' and covering it on the body or weapon."

Zefa's technique involves allowing the "qi" to undergo a round of "forging" within the body.

Savi scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"That sounds impressive, but how exactly do you do it?"

"The key lies in life return, and I suspect that even mastering life return is only the beginning."

Roy looked around at his companions.

"This technique requires an extreme level of control over the body to guide the energy of Armament Haki through the blood circulation within the body, thus completing this internal forging."

Hearing this, everyone was disappointed. Among them, only Roy, Savi, and Tesoro had the power to return life.

Others only learned a few of the six types of the Navy's Six Styles, unlike Savi and Tezzolo.

Savi focused on training since joining the crew because his Devil Fruit ability was perfectly suited to the Rokushiki fighting style.

Tesoro could only rely on physical skills to survive before eating the Devil Fruit, so he diligently practiced the Six Powers to build a foundation.

Roy, on the other hand, did so purely because of his powerful mental strength.

As for Roy, he simply relied on his powerful mental strength and naturally possessed a high degree of control over his body, making the life restoration process almost instantaneous for him.

"It seems we underestimated the Navy's Six Styles," Barrett remarked.

"Who can argue with that!"

Roy deeply agreed.

"When we first got the Six Styles Training Manual, we only regarded it as a combat technique."

"Now it seems that this training system is far more sophisticated than we imagined."

Hawkeye pondered: "Life Return, as the ultimate secret of the Six Styles, does indeed contain infinite possibilities. It's just that most people can't even master the basic Six Styles, let alone reach this level."

"alright,"

Roy clapped his hands,

"From today onwards, everyone must re-emphasize the cultivation of the Six Forms, especially the Return of Life, which may be the key to a higher realm."

After everyone dispersed with their own thoughts, Roy sat down cross-legged on the deck again, his body steaming with heat.

With eyes closed, powerful mental energy acts like the most sophisticated scanner.

I began to carefully perceive the flow of every bit of energy within my body.

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