The first day of training ended.
Chinatsu eventually trailed behind the main group, finishing this devilish running drill with one of the lowest scores.
Of course, the main reason for being at the back was that Chinatsu was pondering her own physical fitness; running at full capacity to take first place wouldn’t have been a problem.
Chinatsu discovered that her physical strength wasn’t as formidable as she had imagined; it felt like something that used to be strong but had since fallen into disrepair.
As the duration of exercise increased, waves of weakness would inexplicably surge up.
It was likely because this body had been neglected for too long before she transmigrated here; with more rehabilitation, this issue should be resolvable.
The silver lining in the misfortune was that a dormitory room had been specially arranged, allowing Chinatsu to rest properly on her own.
She lay on the bed, gasping for air, thinking that if the days ahead were going to be this brutal, she instantly felt as though her life had lost its luster.
Just as she closed her eyes and was about to drift off to sleep, a “Knock!
Knock!
Knock!” suddenly came from the dormitory door.
Chinatsu opened her eyes with extreme resignation and climbed up from her lying position.
“Who is it?” “Aokiji.” “Ao…
Aokiji???” Chinatsu’s sleepiness vanished instantly, and she immediately got up to open the dormitory door.
Sure enough, it really was Aokiji!
The current Marine Admiral, the user of the Ice-Ice Fruit, Aokiji!
Aokiji was seen holding a small bento box in one hand, while waving at Chinatsu with the other, before walking inside.
“I originally thought you would come in last place during the first day’s physical fitness test, so I prepared some food for you.
I didn’t expect you to be second to last.
What should I do?
Do you want to eat this?” Aokiji looked somewhat awkward as he held the bento box and spoke to Chinatsu.
“I do!
I do!” Chinatsu naturally trusted Aokiji quite a lot.
For one, she had quite liked the character of Aokiji when watching the anime, and for another, he had a very good relationship with Garp, so there was no need to be wary of him.
There was a lot of food in the bento box, with a little bit of almost everything included.
Watching Chinatsu open the bento, Aokiji somewhat awkwardly reached out to scratch the back of his head and said, “Ara ara, I wasn’t quite sure what you liked to eat, so I prepared a little bit of everything.” Chinatsu thought this was great, because strictly speaking, she herself wasn’t entirely sure what she liked to eat either.
While eating the bento, Chinatsu asked Aokiji, “Mr.
Aokiji, did you come to find me just to bring me this bento?” “Hmm, Sengoku said to let us Admirals keep a little eye on you, and I was also curious about Garp’s granddaughter,” Aokiji answered indifferently.
“Keep an eye on me…
I’d still prefer not to have people paying attention to me; I personally advocate for a lazy lifestyle.” “Hahaha, that’s just like me.” Aokiji and Chinatsu had somewhat similar personalities, and their conversation was quite pleasant.
However, happy days are ultimately somewhat fleeting, and the second day soon arrived.
“I saw your running yesterday, and I am extremely dissatisfied!
If this batch of Marine recruits only has this level of skill, then the Marine is finished!!!” Zephyr launched into a fierce critique of the recruits.
Chinatsu understood that today would be another painful day.
Is it a 100,000-meter run?
Or 200,000 meters?
I’m already prepared!
After the fierce critique, Zephyr panted heavily a couple of times; it was obvious he had exerted too much force.
“Today’s running task will be pushed to later.
You are going to engage in random one-on-one combat.
I want to see your actual combat levels first.
Don’t do anything embarrassing for me, do you understand?!” “Understood!” Upon hearing the words “actual combat,” Chinatsu’s eyes instantly lit up.
However, the moment she thought about how she couldn’t even use the Rokushiki, she instantly wilted.
“Oh right, Chinatsu, you can use Rokushiki, but don’t use anything else.” “What?
I, I can use Rokushiki?!” “What else?
Do you want to get beaten up?” “Understood!” The mysterious exchange between Chinatsu and Zephyr was naturally heard by everyone around them, though at this moment, they didn’t quite understand the meaning behind it.
The training for Rokushiki was a course for later; they hadn’t learned it yet.
A few minutes later, the order for the one-on-one combat was quickly decided by drawing lots.
Chinatsu’s opponent was a complete nobody, so Chinatsu wasn’t worried in the slightest.
Her opponent wasn’t worried either; he completely didn’t believe he would lose to a 10-year-old little girl.
Because she wasn’t the first to compete, Chinatsu stood on the sidelines to watch the battles of her peers.
It really was “brutal.” Marines who didn’t know Rokushiki or Two-color Haki were truly boring to watch fight; it was much like the no-holds-barred free fighting from before she transmigrated.
It would have been considered spectacular back then, but now, sorry, Chinatsu felt it wasn’t as exciting as the chaotic brawls between Luffy, Ace, and Sabo.
“Winner, Robert!” “Next up, Monkey D.
Chinatsu versus Wallace!” Pfft!
Before the fight even started, a burst of laughter came from the crowd.
Looking over, one could see Chinatsu covering her mouth with both hands; she was the one who had laughed.
She couldn’t help it; Wallace was the name of a fast-food chain from her previous life, which also had the nickname “Jet Fighter.” Of course, this didn’t mean Chinatsu looked down on Wallace; it was mainly because someone was using the name of a fast-food joint, and Chinatsu truly couldn’t hold back.
“Sorry, sorry.” Chinatsu apologized while walking out from the crowd to the combat area, and Wallace also walked out, pursing his lips.
He didn’t know why he was being laughed at, but he had a feeling of being offended nonetheless.
“Little girl, in consideration of you being Garp’s granddaughter, I will go easy on you.” Wallace’s eyes narrowed as he entered a combat stance.
“Go easy on me?
Sorry, I won’t!” “Wha…” “Soru!” Chinatsu’s figure instantly vanished from the sight of everyone except Zephyr.
When she reappeared, Chinatsu was right in front of Wallace.
She raised one leg, and a “Rankyaku” landed at point-blank range.
Bang!!!
The terrifying shockwave sent Wallace flying directly out of the competition area, where he tumbled dozens of times on the ground before barely coming to a stop.
Instant kill!
This was Chinatsu’s strength after using “Rokushiki”; there was a world of difference between her and this group of Marine recruits.
The recruits stared at Chinatsu, dumbfounded.
They hadn’t expected Chinatsu’s strength to be this terrifying.
Was this the strength of the hero Garp’s granddaughter?
In a corner where no one noticed, Zephyr nodded slightly with satisfaction.
It was evident that Chinatsu’s mastery of “Soru” and “Rankyaku” was extremely high; there weren’t many people in Marineford who reached this level of Rokushiki.
What remained was the accumulation of combat experience and the training of Two-color Haki.
However, Zephyr also noticed one huge flaw in Chinatsu.
She didn’t strike hard enough.
With that kick just now, Chinatsu could have completely broken her opponent’s ribs, but she had merely kicked him away.
Even if they were peers in the training camp, she shouldn’t have gone so easy; after all, as long as they didn’t die, the Marine could treat any injury.
“I need to re-plan a training regimen for Chinatsu.”