Garp chuckled smugly, "Pfft, what skills do you need for that? You'll learn by being on the edge of life and death. A person's potential is often squeezed out faster in life-or-death situations."

"Let's go."

As he spoke, he grabbed Mercer's right arm, twisted his waist and thrust his hips, laughing loudly, and flung him away, sending Mercer flying in an arc towards the center of the lake.

"I'd rather die even faster than die in this life-or-death situation."

In mid-air, Mercer watched as the lake drew ever closer, his face darkening. Then, his expression hardened, and he took a deep breath. The next second, with a splash, a spray of water erupted from the lake's surface.

Seeing Mercer enter the water in this way, Ace and Sabo froze, somewhat regretting that they had taken their clothes off so early.

"Pfft, you two can get out of here too."

At that moment, Garp appeared in front of the two with a sinister grin, and threw them out in a big loop, one in each hand, as if they were chicks.

Three seconds later.

Thump. Thump!

Garp smiled smugly, then stretched his arms and kicked his legs, "I can handle you little brats."

With a slight bulge in his calf muscles, he stomped out two footprints on the ground with a loud thud, then shot in an arc straight toward the spot where the three men had been thrown.

With a "plop," it landed perfectly in the water, splashing only a small amount of water.

Swimming, simply put, is the body movement in the water and the breathing method at the surface.

It is generally a type of underwater movement that is performed by coordinating the movements of the arms and legs and taking advantage of the water flow.

As soon as it entered the water,

Mercer didn't move around, but simply sank down following the force acting on his body.

Taking a deep breath before entering the water ensures that the body is well-oxygenated, so the need for air is not so urgent for a while.

The water is not deep.

Even the deepest part is less than twenty meters.

Quietly stretching out my body, I float and sink in the water. The lotus leaves floating above my head block out the sunlight. When I open my eyes, the light around me is dim.

Floating in the lake, the downward pull of the earth and the buoyancy of the air within my body interacted. With no other force and no sense of direction, I drifted along with the current in the lake, neither going up nor down.

Sometimes it moves headfirst and feetfirst, sometimes headfirst and feetfirst, or it lies horizontally, diagonally, or prone, letting the lake water dictate its movements.

A completely new experience welled up inside me.

Mercer blinked, entering a state of oneness with nature, sensing the breath and flow of water, and slowly moved his palm, with water flowing between his open fingers.

The water in this lake is flowing water, and there is a river not far away.

Mercer sensed the different breathing frequencies in the water, the components of air, and the oxygen rubbing against his skin, but he was now unable to inhale them.

It's as if there's a membrane on the body's surface, preventing oxygen from the water from entering.

A thought suddenly occurred to Moses: a special ability called "Life Return." If he possessed it, could it be combined with "Body Circulation" to control the opening of the pores on his skin, allowing him to absorb oxygen from the water through the capillaries in his skin, just like some fish do?

In the still water, a multitude of thoughts collided within Mercer, his consciousness racing. He didn't know how much time had passed before a feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him.

Mercer began swinging his arms, adjusting his body angle, preparing to swim towards the lake.

Just then, a dark figure swam over, and the next second, Mercer's arm was grabbed, and he surfaced in the blink of an eye.

As soon as it emerged from the water,

Mercer opened his mouth and breathed heavily. The feeling of suffocation quickly subsided, and he reached out his right hand to wipe the water off his face.

Looking at Garp, who had brought him up, Messer tilted his head. "What's wrong, Grandpa?"

A hint of worry flashed in Garp's eyes, but he laughed loudly, "How was it? How did it feel to suffocate for the first time?"

Mercer turned his head and saw that Ace and the other two had already learned to swim, splashing around in the lake like doggy paddlers.

Seeing that Messer was looking at them, Karp laughed and said, "They learn very quickly and are in good physical condition. They learned it in about ten minutes."

"What's wrong with you? I've seen you sitting in the water with your eyes open and not moving at all. Are you afraid of water?"

Mercer shook his head and told Karp about his idea of ​​returning life to its original state by breathing in water through his skin.

"Life Return" is a special ability that Garp mentioned when he taught "Rokushiki" on the warship.

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in Garp's eyes. He rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and said:

"Hmm, that's a good idea. Like deep-sea fish, could it be imitated by returning life? That's something worth trying."

Generally speaking, humans who breathe with their lungs would find it difficult to imagine this breathing method; perhaps this is what is meant by being blinded by a leaf.

It's not that we can't do it, it's that we can't even imagine it.

Of course, the world is full of wonders, and perhaps some people have already learned this skill.

"Haha, let's not talk about that anymore. Let me teach you the most basic swimming skills first."

Karp began to actually teach Mercer to swim.

From the coordination of hands, arms, legs, and feet, to the waist of the body, to breathing with the probe, and then to the coordination with the flow of water and one's own body.

As Mercer began to study, Ace, who was ten meters away, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Mercer was alright. He then began pointing at Mercer and slapping the water as he mocked him.

"Hahaha, Mercer, you're so clumsy! You actually sank to the bottom. Do you even know how to learn? If you can't, come beg me, and I promise I'll teach you step by step."

Similarly, the worry in Sabo's eyes disappeared, and he began to laugh.

If it weren't for Garp watching over them, they would have rushed to rescue them long ago.

Mercer ignored them. Garp's lesson ended quickly. He arched his body in the water, stepped on Garp's chest with his feet, and used the force to straighten his right arm and plunge straight into the water.

With precise control over his body, he mastered how to move and breathe after only a short time getting used to the water.

In other words.

I have learned to swim.

Mercer is coordinated with his hands and feet, and he swims in the water using either a freestyle stroke or a breaststroke to keep his head above water.

A moment later, Mercer swam past Ace by swinging his arms and legs, glancing indifferently at his doggy-paddle style.

Even though there was no hint of mockery, Ace still felt thoroughly looked down upon.

Her little face immediately turned red with anger.

"Mercy!! Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No, you're mistaken. It's just your imagination. You must have water in your eyes and are seeing things."

"Pfft, hehehehe!" Sabo chuckled to himself. He had figured out that as long as it was Moses, he could make Ace furious in various ways. "Is this what they call one thing subduing another? Are they brothers? I'm a little envious."

Ace, caught off guard and not paying attention, was instead noticed by Messer. With a smirk, he plunged into the water, splashing around and quickly getting to Sabo's side.

He grabbed his ankle with his right hand and pulled him into the water.

On the lake.

Hearing the noise, Ace turned around and found that Sabo was gone, with only bubbles suddenly appearing on the surface of the water. He panicked and quickly dived down.

Then you can see Mercer and Sabo playing and splashing around in the water.

Suddenly, a feeling of displeasure welled up inside me. I pushed off with my feet and swam quickly across using a dog paddle.

Together with Sabo, they began to fight against Messer.

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Chapter 42 I hope Garp doesn't die!

"puff!"

Mercer surfaced and spat out the lake water that had entered his mouth.

The next second, the remaining two also surfaced, panting heavily.

Seeing the two of them looking so unwilling to admit defeat, it was clear they had lost the underwater scuffle. Just then, Garp, not far away, grinned and suddenly shouted:

"You three little rascals~ Now that you've all learned to swim, let's start real swimming training."

As he spoke, a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth, his expression playful, "Don't hang up, okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right fist. Mercer's eyes twitched as he saw wind pressure gathering on the fist. With a low shout, Garp slammed his fist into the water.

Snapped!

The lake surface, with a diameter of ten meters centered on him, began to sink, then suddenly expanded and bulged three seconds later, before exploding with a bang.

A man-made wave surged up and roared towards Moses and his companions.

At the same time, Garp's loud laughter came through, "Sailing on the high seas, the weather is unpredictable. This is a simulated ocean wave of love that Grandpa specially made for you. You little rascals, don't you dare drown!"

Ah~ Hahaha!!!

In the blink of an eye, a five-meter-high wave of water crashed rapidly towards my face.

Mercer glanced at Ace and the others, seeing their dumbfounded, snotty-nosed expressions.

"Stop being silly, get underwater right now."

After leaving a brief message, Moses took a deep breath and dove underwater the instant the wave hit.

The next instant, Mercer felt himself being swept away by the waves and swept towards the direction of the rushing water.

"Fortunately, it's just the straightforward kind."

With that thought in mind, Mercer precisely controlled his body to swim with the current, but after swimming less than ten meters, Mercer had an idea and quickly changed direction to swim upstream.

He vigorously swung his arms and kicked his legs back, pushing the lake surface with each slap from fifty meters away, creating waves that were two meters high.

Mercer swam upstream against the waves, trying to catch his breath in every gap between them.

From a distance, Garp watched Messer's performance, his eyes flashing with surprise and satisfaction. "As expected of this little guy, Messer, he's got talent."

Then they saw a small splash about twenty meters behind Mercer, where Ace and the other two, seeing Mercer's actions, also joined in, not wanting to be outdone.

Garp was even more pleased with this.

To achieve this, with a twist of the left wrist, a swirling stream of water mingled with the wave pushed out by the right hand.

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