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Night.
The moonlight was hazy.
In a rugged mountain peak.
"Thump, thump..."
In a deep pit several tens of meters in diameter.
Bright lights shone obliquely into it. One could barely make out two figures inside, one of whom was training, sweating profusely, a sight that made people feel a little dizzy and their hearts pound!
Besides, there were also several ferocious beasts that were already on their last breath, some even with their four limbs broken, half-dead and tossed aside.
This deep pit was a training ground excavated using gravity. By continuously compressing the mountain and rock structures of the ground, its hardness was simply comparable to steel.
Standing beside him, Fujitora's expression was stern. He thrust his black blade directly into the ground, maintaining a high-intensity gravity field within a radius of several meters in front of him.
"3221, 3222, 3223..."
Iji, whose entire body's joints seemed to be "703" (a numerical sequence, likely a training count), was within the terrifying gravity field, continuously doing push-ups. His entire body was somewhat engorged with blood, appearingĀ bruised and swollen.
Unlike Neji and others who only trained with gravity during the day and rested at night, Iji basically only trained with gravity at night. During the day, he was developing his Devil Fruit abilities.
Their power levels were different, so the gravity levels they could endure were naturally different. Neji and the others naturally couldn't train with Iji!
Perhaps only Onigumo, with his extremely powerful physique, could barely keep up with Iji's training after transforming into his human-beast form using his Devil Fruit ability. But he was already over forty this year, and would be almost fifty in a few years. His strength had basically solidified, so he did not join this high-intensity training.
"Your Highness, isn't this level about enough?" These past few days, Fujitora had truly felt howĀ abnormalĀ Iji's physique was. He deeply understood His Highness'sĀ stubbornĀ will.
But in this kind of high-intensity training, it was different from being directly and briefly suppressed by Issho's terrifying gravity during a battle. Being under a strong gravity field for a long time, if one couldn't endure it, their body could potentiallyĀ collapse.
"3233, 3234, 3235..."
Iji, drenched in sweat, his face red and slightly purple, directly gritted his teeth and said, "Increase it a bit more! This level is not enough!"
His entire aura became a bit frenzied, his eyes filled with obsession and madness!
He needed to become stronger in the shortest possible time to catch up with those truly monstrous individuals.
If there wasn't enough time, then he wouldĀ use even crazier training to compensate!
He believed that with the ability granted by the Mythical Zoan Vampire form, he could recover his stamina and injuries in the shortest amount of time, allowing him to endure and not leave any unimaginable hidden injuries!
Just Issho alone is strong to this extent.
Even in a one-on-one situation, he currently had basically no chance of defeating this level of monster, let alone killing or capturing the opponent.
There were still nearly a dozen beings in the Navy alone who were no less powerful than Issho, and it was even difficult to say whether they could be stronger. Not to mention that there were absolutely many strong individuals hidden in the unfathomable World Government, and the World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons, at the top of the world power pyramid, couldn't possibly all be as useless as outsiders rumored; they might even conceal more astonishing trump cards.
Once Germa's ambition was exposed, the World Government would absolutely not sit by and watch a force no weaker than the Revolutionary Army grow. She knew she would face aĀ full-scale war!
Without personally experiencing it, he didn't know whether the "Four Emperors" of the New World were truly on the same level as the Navy's top combat power, but at least one thing could be confirmed: "The World's Strongest Man" Whitebeard was absolutely terrifyingly strong at his peak.
And now, as Germa's development got back on track, he himself had also undergone modifications, able to accommodate two, and possibly even three Devil Fruits. The next goal he set for himself was not to say he would be invincible directly, but at least he had to catch up to this "World's Strongest" in the shortest possible time!
If it really took more than ten or twenty years, he couldn't wait that long!
"If you add more, I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it!"
Fujitora frowned, looking a little hesitant.
He could, of course, continue to increase the gravity. After all, the gravity aiding Iji's training was far from his limit.
"Not enough, this level, still far from enough..."
Icy gaze, mixed with madness and ferocity, directly stared at Fujitora in front of him!
A violent aura made Fujitora's heart tremble. It was as if he was facing an incredibly terrifying ancient beast: "Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing!"
The ability granted by the Mythical Zoan Vampire form meant that he only needed the blood from the ferocious beasts on Kamael Island, and he could recover his stamina and injuries in the shortest amount of time. No matter how crazy the training theoretically was, as long as it didn't directly kill him, he only needed two or three hours of rest to recover from mental fatigue, and he could beĀ lively the next day!
This was his biggest advantage!
The only test was his willpower!
"Double it again!"
"Yes!!"
Looking at the somewhat crazy Iji, Fujitora gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, and his expression began to turn grim.
Completely different from the relaxed training when assisting Neji and others, enduring such a high-intensity gravity field for a long time would naturally incur a significant toll.
If it were his main body that ate the Gravity-Gravity Fruit, he would probably have already collapsed from exhaustion.
It was fortunate that he directly inherited Issho's body. Only with that monstrous physique could he withstand this level of consumption.
He tightened his grip on the sharp black blade in his right hand and pressed down once more.
"Thump, thump..."
As gravity continuously increased, the already incredibly solid mountain rock actually began to crack, a somewhat alarming sight.
Even his four limbs pressed against the ground began to sink slightly!
"Wheezeāā"
Already extremely exhausted, Iji, whose entire body was drenched in sweat, couldn't help but tremble slightly. His joints seemed to be about to creak, and he almost collapsed to the ground under the terrifying gravity.
"3500, 3501, 3502..."
"Ah! What's this little pressure, what does it even count for?"
His muscles tensed, trembling uncontrollably. His gums bled from clenching his teeth. A beast-like aura, mixed with madness and ferocity, emanated from Iji's body.
At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a true ferocious beast, his eyes terrifyingly bloodshot.
The beast-like aura almost startled Fujitora, making him involuntarily revere this His Highness.
Just looking at his uncontrollably rising and falling figure made one feel an overwhelming, brutal aura that made one shiver from cold!
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