Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

"Divide into pairs and practice freely! Begin!"

Just as the trainees were preparing to find familiar partners, a deep, hoarse voice rang out.

"Teacher Zephyr."

At the very front of the line, a man wearing a dark red shirt and a baseball cap stepped forward.

Sakassky.

Even at a young age, the ruthless aura emanating from him was already beginning to take shape.

He pulled down the brim of his hat, his sinister eyes scanning over the crowd and fixing on Kane.

"I request to have sparring practice with Cavalry Kane."

The entire room fell silent.

Zeff frowned slightly: "Sakazuki, Kane was punished last night, and his physical strength is greatly depleted..."

Is this just an excuse?

Sakazuki abruptly interrupted Zephyr, veins bulging on his neck, his tone aggressive: "When pirates attack, do you think they'll let you go just because you didn't sleep well last night? The execution of justice knows no time, place, or state!"

He turned around abruptly and pointed at Kane's nose.

"I don't approve of this kind of person!"

"He corrupts his colleagues, treats military discipline as a joke, spouts grand theories but only knows how to pander to the crowd!"

"The Navy doesn't need opportunists like you! If you can't even beat me, get out of the training camp now and don't tarnish your father's reputation!"

These words were extremely offensive; it was as if Kane's face had been ripped off and thrown on the ground to be trampled on.

Kuzan, standing nearby, grew anxious and was about to rush forward to argue: "Hey! Sakazuki, you've gone too far..."

One hand steadily stopped Kuzan.

Kane looked at the spirited Sakazuki and silently prayed.

"System, evaluate Sakazuki."

[Scanning for target...]

[Sakazuki (Youth): Physique 58, Six Powers: Basic Mastery, Devil Fruit: None, Haki: Not Mastered.]

Kane's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the numbers on the screen.

'58 points? Is this guy a monster?'

At the opening ceremony a week ago, I beat everyone by increasing my physique to 55. At that time, Sakazuki was close behind, but he clearly had not yet reached the 55 level.

In just one week, this guy actually managed to raise his physique to 58? Such terrifying growth rate, no wonder he is a future naval admiral.

'but……'

Kane's lips curled into a playful smile.

A 7-point difference in physical strength is an insurmountable gap in the early stages of the One Piece world!

'Since you want to play, I'll play with you properly.'

“Sakassky is right.”

Kane slowly rolled up his sleeves and said in an extremely sincere tone:

“I do have many shortcomings, and my behavior last night was indeed inappropriate. Since you are willing to personally guide me for the sake of the Navy's future and to correct my ‘mistakes’…”

He raised his head, his eyes instantly sharpening, but the smile on his lips grew even more playful.

"I couldn't ask for more."

Stop with your sarcastic remarks!

Sakazuki hated this attitude the most. He roared, his muscles tensed, and a fierce aura erupted instantly.

He suddenly exerted force with both legs.

"boom!"

A cloud of dust erupted from the ground. He was like a cannonball, instantly covering a distance of over ten meters.

With his right fist clenched, there were no fancy techniques, just pure power and killing intent, aimed straight at Kane's face.

If that punch landed, an ordinary person's head would be blown apart.

The surrounding recruits gasped in surprise.

However, Kane stood still, not even moving his heels.

He only turned his head slightly when the fist, carrying a strong wind, was about to touch the tip of his nose and ruffle his bangs.

brush!

A fist grazed past his ear.

"Too slow," Kane said softly, a hint of regret in his voice.

After last night's crazy addition of 10,000 disciplinary points, his dynamic vision and reaction speed are now far beyond what they were when he first entered the camp.

Sakazuki's powerful straight punch looked like a slow-motion replay to him.

"All you do is hide? Coward!"

Sakazuki changed tactics with lightning speed. When his first attack missed, he used the momentum to spin around, and his thick elbow, like a battle axe, swept towards Kane's temple.

Ruthless! Precise! Showing absolutely no mercy!

Kane didn't dodge this time.

He raised his right arm and threw a punch!

Bang!

A dull thud of flesh colliding rang out.

The air surged and blew, making the clothes of the surrounding students flutter and causing the stone slabs under their feet to crack instantly.

But Kane didn't back down an inch, firmly blocking Sakazuki's seemingly inevitable attack.

[Ding! Assaulting a fellow student.]

[Disciplinary Value +50!]

"Hmm?" Kane's eyes lit up!

50 damage per punch?

Sakazuki, if you don't beat me half to death today, or if you don't beat me half to death, neither of us is leaving here!

After thinking it over, Kane pretended to be exhausted and swayed slightly.

Is Chapter 9 only this bad? Sakazuki!

"Oh?"

Sakazuki was somewhat surprised.

He used 70% of his strength in that elbow strike, intending to knock the kid down directly, but the other guy only swayed slightly.

"That's interesting! But not enough!"

Sakazuki roared, his body advancing instead of retreating, his left hook carrying a foul gust of wind, heading straight for Kane's open side.

If that punch lands, I'll have to throw up all the undigested breakfast I just had.

Kane's eyelids twitched slightly.

With his current level of reflexes, he can keep up perfectly well.

It was easy to dodge.

But if Sakazuki manages to dodge, he'll realize he can't beat himself, so how can he rack up points?

Only a brutal, hand-to-hand combat is the ultimate way to rack up points!

"boom!"

The dull thud made the onlookers' teeth ache.

Kane neither dodged nor evaded, taking the punch head-on with his side, and then unleashed a backhand whip kick straight at Sakazuki's face.

[Ding! Assaulting a fellow student, disciplinary points +80!]

Hearing the pleasant notification sound, Kane felt even the pain in his ribs become sweet.

"Good!" Kane spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and burst into laughter: "Again! Didn't you eat, Sakazuki!"

The two instantly became locked in combat.

Every punch was brutal and realistic, without any fancy probing; all were ruthless moves aimed at crippling the opponent for half a month.

Sakazuki became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

He was confident that his physical skills were top-notch among this year's newcomers; every punch he threw was powerful and heavy, capable of shattering even rocks.

But Kane in front of me is like a piece of chewy taffy.

Even though every punch landed on him with a dull thud, and even though blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, his blue eyes burned with a kind of... incomprehensible fervor!

"Is this guy... out of his mind?"

Sakazuki's anger flared, and his actions became even more violent, delivering a powerful knee strike to Kane's stomach.

Kane grunted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he retaliated with a vicious headbutt!

Boom!

Two heads clashing head-on.

Sakassky staggered backward, his nose throbbing with pain, and warm liquid trickled down his philtrum.

My nasal bone is fractured.

[Ding! Facial injury caused to fellow trainees! Disciplinary violation points +100!]

Cool!