Chapter 33: Training
New World · Axe Island · Coastal Scorched Earth War Zone
In the center of the battlefield, Rogge walked steadily into the charred earth, put his hands behind his back, and stood still.
He raised his eyes and looked towards both sides of the front line of the battle zone, his gaze cold and stern, like the blade of military discipline incarnate:
"Rhett, Enel." He ordered coldly.
"Destroy the target."
[Rhett VS Edward Weible]
The wind and sand roared and the scorched earth rolled.
Two burly figures suddenly collided among the broken walls!
Rhett's muscles were as knotty as iron pillars, his arms were wrapped in pitch-black armor, and the seastone knuckles at his knuckles shone with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.
Across from him, Edward Weeble charged like a mad elephant, his huge naginata dragging across the ground and cutting the stones. Every step he took raised waves of gravel and dust like an earthquake.
——Pure brute force versus pure tempering!
"Thunder Explosion - Core Collapse!"
Rhett roared and stomped on the ground suddenly, and the scorched earth under his feet exploded!
The wind from his fist, wrapped in the armed color dominance, pierced through the air with a "bang" and hit Weevil's face!
"Mom said you can't get near me!"
Weibul shouted, slashed with his naginata, and the wind from the sword was like a hurricane!
BANG!!!
Fists and blades clashed, and the entire battlefield seemed to be lifted up by distorted sound waves, shattering the rocks on the coast and exploding on the beach!
Rhett took root, his right shoulder bulged, and he withstood the blow with the armament color covering his body!
"My fists are made for muscle monsters like you with straw heads!"
He roared, and fiercely counterattacked with his left fist: "Iron Explosion Fist·Meteoric Elbow!!"
Boom!!!
Rhett used his elbow as a hammer, twisted his half body, and hit Weevil's chest with all his strength!
The Haki lightning stream exploded from the brass knuckles, and the black and gold impact spread out like a spherical ripple for ten meters!
Weevil was knocked back by the blow, and his boots pulled the ground, leaving two deep grooves!
"So strong... You're not an ordinary Marine!"
He grinned and gasped, "But I'm still going to slice you into pieces!!!"
He roared and leaped up, "Breaking Mountain Slash!!"
The naginata, with its jet-black armament color, slashed down in a spiral, as if to tear the entire battlefield apart!
Rhett snorted coldly, raised his arms, crossed his brass knuckles in front of him, and took it head-on!
KA! ! ! A deafening bang!
The ground collapsed, rubble flew everywhere, and Rhett's legs were stuck deep in the mud. He was blown several meters away, but he didn't take a single step back!
"That's it?" He spat out a mouthful of blood foam and grinned.
He took a deep breath, and a faint purple light flashed in his eyes!
"Thunder Annihilation: Eight-Direction Penetration!"
He stomped his feet, and his fists smashed out like meteors, launching dozens of consecutive Haki attacks. In an instant, his fists turned into a formation, pressing Weibull into the cage of fists!
——Each one is a powerful punch that can penetrate the deck of a battleship!
Weevil's face finally changed drastically. He roared and used his naginata to protect his body, but was blown back to the edge of the scorched earth by the wind of the fist. His clothes were torn and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth!
The dust on the battlefield has not yet settled, but Rhett has already taken another step forward!
[Enel VS Bakingom Stussy]
"Hehehe...little boy, is the thunder in you sweet?"
Bakingom Stussy walked slowly out from the ruins like a poisonous demon covered in powder and makeup.
Dragging a crutch that had been corroded to the point of being cracked by Madara, hundreds of poison-coated flying needles floated between his ten fingers, shining coldly with silver light and carrying a deadly fragrance.
Her eyes were crazy, the corners of her mouth were painted blood red, and she licked her lips and chuckled softly: "Such a handsome face, would it look better if it rotted?"
Thunder roared in the air!
Enel hangs in the sky, with its thunder wings spread out, and its figure looks like the incarnation of Thor.
He did not respond, but his earlobes were beating "cracklingly". His heart network had quietly spread hundreds of meters, locking onto every breathing frequency of the target.
"This god hates greasy old goblins the most."
He raised the golden stick, and lightning instantly exploded like thousands of sparks!
"Ten Thousand Thunders·Judgment Spear!"
Boom boom boom boom——!!
Dozens of lightning spears fell from the sky, their trajectories like meteor showers, and smashed into the ground with sonic booms that compressed the air!
Every impact point instantly detonated scorched earth, the rock layers cracked inch by inch, and thunderstorms crisscrossed into a network!
But the next moment——
Bakingom's figure disappeared as light as a piece of paper, and hundreds of poisonous needles pierced out from the smoke and dust, like a Lion Majesty passing through the forest, heading straight for Enel's heart!
"snort."
Enel's figure flashed, and the lightning turned into an aurora and instantly deflected a hundred meters away!
"Thousand Thunder Feathers!"
Sizzle!!
He flipped his palm, and countless arc-shaped lightning rings spun out from his palm, hitting the flying needles and turning them all into poisonous mist!
"You hid so quickly... Then I will..."
Bakingom stepped forward, and the poisonous fog became like a sea, and the cursed poisonous butterfly flew into the air in the poisonous cloud!
But Enel suddenly smiled.
"I've heard your old heartbeat a long time ago."
Bang!!
Thundergod's powerful voice resounded, and Enel struck back like lightning, holding his golden staff high: "Thunder Hammer - Triple Shock!"
The first strike shattered the swarm of butterflies!
The second strike of lightning and poisonous fog!
The third strike of the "Thunder Hammer" with a beam of lightning directly struck the rock layer where Bakingom was!
Boom boom boom!!!
The entire coastline collapsed in the tremor, and Stussy was smashed into the deep valley. The poisonous fog dissipated, and the scorched earth cracked into more than a dozen deep ravines!
But at the bottom of the rock, the sinister smile still continued.
"Oh my~ You, Thunderbolt, are really hot."
She coughed up blood and laughed, "It's just not cruel enough."
Enel hung high in the sky, and lightning illuminated his entire body again.
"You old woman, dare you tease me again."
"I'll scatter you to ashes."
Zila! ——The thunder gathered again, and the arc condensed at the tip of the golden stick formed a lightning spear!
"Judgment Style: Divine Thunder Penetrates the Soul!"
Thunder rumbles in the sky, and the next blow will truly fall!
[Battle Training No. 1·Main Deck]
All the trainees had retreated into the cabin, but they remained on the deck to observe the battle situation.
Young boys and girls stared at the battlefield in amazement: thunder shook the sky, the ground collapsed, and the enemy generals flew backwards!
"This...this is the Marine elite?" A senior intern's lips trembled.
"Are they human...was that a flash just now?! Rhett-senpai actually...was fighting Weevil head-on and still laughing?!"
On the other side, an intern clenched his fists desperately: "I... I want to join G-5 too! I want to become stronger!"
"That attack from Enel-senpai...was so cool!"
There was no longer fear in everyone's eyes, but passion.
"This is... our senior brother?"
As Ian was observing the battle and helping Zephyr sit down, he heard the teacher suddenly cough and laugh:
"Cough cough cough…Hahahaha!!"
"Did you see that? This is your senior—!"
"Marine madmen! Monsters! The future of the Marine front!"
"That's not talent, that's what they worked for!"
Zephyr's chest heaved and he gasped, but his laughter was deafening!
"If you're scared, pack up and leave the Marine now—but if you still dare to chase after us..."
"You... are the next Leiter, Enel... or even—Rogge!!"
Ian patted his back and combed his breath, gritted his teeth and looked at the battlefield, a complex fire flashing in his eyes:
"...Teacher, I won't retreat."
"Next time, I'll be one of the people standing there."
The battle was in full swing, but Rogge remained motionless like a ghost.
He stood quietly on the high platform along the coast, stepping on the charred broken rocks, his hands behind his back, his cloak fluttering.
The cold wind blew, lifting the metal buckles on his shoulders, and dust rolled around his boots, but his figure was like an immovable war monument!
Golden thunder raged in the air, and Leiter and Weibull fought hard like a dragon and an elephant;
Enel and Bakingom's poisonous thunder fought each other, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be torn apart!
Rogge stared at the battlefield with cold eyes, his pupils reflecting the chaotic scene of thunder and fire, and rising smoke and dust.
His voice was like a blade, calm yet carrying a bone-crushing pressure:
"The battlefield is where madmen grow their teeth."
"A truly strong person is not one without wounds."
"But to be able to walk out of a sea of fire and corpses—with a smile on your face."