Even without Whitebeard using Haki or his Devil Fruit Ability, just his raw physical strength alone was enough to make Twilight Allen cry for his mother.
The entire beach echoed with the sounds of fists colliding with flesh, along with various screams.
(Refer to Tom repeatedly getting his tail pinched by Jerry).
The setting sun gradually dyed the entire beach red.
Whitebeard looked at the bruised and swollen Twilight Allen with a satisfied expression.
“Gurararara, that’s enough for today, kid.” Twilight Allen felt as if he had heard the voice of heaven.
“Really?
Old Six, are we done for today?” “Old Six?” Whitebeard looked puzzled.
“Don’t worry about it, it’s a compliment on your ranking as the sixth strongest in the world.” Yes, the day’s training was over, and Whitebeard had successfully been upgraded from Brother Newgate to Old Six in Twilight Allen’s vocabulary.
“Go back, we’ll continue tomorrow.” Whitebeard couldn’t figure it out and stopped thinking about it.
He guessed it wasn’t a nice term, decided to hit harder tomorrow, and turned to walk away.
“Alright, sorry to trouble you today, Brother Newgate.” Twilight Allen obviously knew what was what; for someone of Whitebeard’s status to take time out for one-on-one training was definitely going above and beyond.
Twilight Allen decided to pay his brother back in kind in the future while following in Whitebeard’s footsteps.
The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two, one tall and one short, as one of them occasionally rubbed his arms and buttocks.
…
“Yo, Captain Twilight Allen, what’s with that look?
Hahahaha.” “Did you get beaten up for stealing dessert from that woman, Charlotte Linlin?” “Or maybe you stole a cigar from that guy Shiki, hahahaha.” Upon returning to the base, the members of the Third Division saw Twilight Allen walking in with a pig-head face and couldn’t help but tease him with laughter.
Covered in bruises, the team members didn’t notice Twilight Allen’s face turning darker and darker, with a ‘#’ mark gradually appearing on his forehead.
Patience has its limits, and in an instant, Twilight Allen moved, arriving right in front of the team members.
Bang, bang, slap, thud—the sounds mixed with Tom-style screams echoed one after another.
Before long, Twilight Allen looked at the group in front of him, each with a pig-head face just like his own, and patted his hands with satisfaction.
“A team should be neat and uniform.” Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Twilight Allen with resentful eyes.
Feeling their gazes, Twilight Allen glared back fiercely.
“Hmm?
You have an opinion?” “Captain is wise!” “Captain is mighty.” …
Pirates are sometimes more perceptive than people in the corporate world of his previous life.
Shortly after dinner, Twilight Allen began sword training with a modified dumbbell, which was larger than Twilight Allen himself.
This was inspired by Zoro from the original work; after all, his swordsmanship had just broken through, and rapid progress in the short term was impossible, so training arm and wrist strength might be more effective.
Just as he was swinging the dumbbell, footsteps came from behind him.
“You’re really diligent, Twilight Allen.” “Oh, First Division Captain Luobuma, is something the matter?” The person who arrived was the Sand-Sand Fruit user, First Division Captain Luobuma.
“I heard you were practicing Armament Haki with Boss Whitebeard today?
How did it go?” First Division Captain Luobuma asked, taking a sip of alcohol.
“I have no clue, I couldn’t bring out the Armament Haki, I just spent the whole day getting beaten up.” Twilight Allen answered helplessly.
First Division Captain Luobuma laughed and patted Twilight Allen.
“Hahahaha, it doesn’t matter, Twilight Allen, keep practicing, you’ll awaken it someday.” “Do you know how long it took me to awaken Armament Haki back then?” “How long?” Twilight Allen was intrigued.
“A whole month.
Do you know how I got through that month?” When First Division Captain Luobuma mentioned the process of awakening his Armament Haki, he stopped smiling and put on a constipated expression.
“And because I am a Logia Devil Fruit Ability user, Boss Whitebeard even added Haki to his fists when training me.” First Division Captain Luobuma was broken, both physically and mentally.
“Haha, then he really is damned…
pfft, I mean, he is really thoughtful.” Twilight Allen, who had blurted out his true thoughts, quickly corrected himself.
“Haha, I think so too.
Your talent and conviction are stronger than mine, you will succeed.
It’s good to have something you want to protect…” After laughing, First Division Captain Luobuma showed a look of reminiscence.
Twilight Allen looked at the changing expression of First Division Captain Luobuma and had some guesses.
“Old First Division Captain Luobuma, why did you become a pirate?” “Old First Division Captain Luobuma?
What kind of weird nickname is that?
Whatever, suit yourself.” “Pirates?
If there was a choice, who would want to be scum of the sea?
It’s all because of those people high above, those pigs.” First Division Captain Luobuma’s expression gradually became ferocious, as if he had thought of some bad past.
Twilight Allen fell silent upon hearing this.
Having read the original work, he knew that First Division Captain Luobuma was talking about the Celestial Dragons.
First Division Captain Luobuma ignored Twilight Allen’s silence.
He seemed to have been suppressing it for a long time and started talking non-stop.
“There was a country called Trevor in the first half of the Grand Line.
Of course, it doesn’t exist anymore.” “I was the captain of the royal guards of Trevor.
The King saved my life.
That island was famous for its various beautiful flowers, so it was also known as the City of Flowers.” “Trevor wasn’t very wealthy, just barely self-sufficient.
The King was a very kind person, and the country’s taxes were very low, so the crime rate was also very low.” “I, as the captain of the guards, had almost nothing to do.
Just when I thought I would live such a peaceful life forever…” “Those pigs demanded that Trevor become a member country, and pay them a tribute of five billion Berries every year.” “You have to know that Trevor’s annual fiscal revenue was less than five hundred million Berries.
This was forcing the King to exploit the common people.
The King naturally refused, so he rejected their demands.
Who knew that what awaited us wasn’t a negotiation, but warships, on the grounds that the King had kidnapped a Celestial Dragon.
Heh, how ridiculous.” First Division Captain Luobuma didn’t continue talking about what happened afterwards, but Twilight Allen knew the fate of that country.
He didn’t know how to comfort First Division Captain Luobuma, so he could only pat his shoulder.
“We have to look forward, Old First Division Captain Luobuma.” “Look forward?
I know my ability.
I won’t be able to avenge my country in this lifetime, but I will definitely make them pay the price, make them feel pain.” “Phew, I’m leaving, Twilight Allen.
Your body hasn’t fully developed yet, take it easy, don’t hurt yourself.” First Division Captain Luobuma let out a breath, as if today’s pouring out had lifted some of the pressure.
Looking at First Division Captain Luobuma’s departing back, Twilight Allen seemed to understand how First Division Captain Luobuma eventually met his end.
Knowing was one thing, but Twilight Allen didn’t have the ability to change all of this right now.
His desire for strength grew even stronger in his heart.
He didn’t want to be like First Division Captain Luobuma in the future, watching the things he cared about turn to ashes before his eyes.
— Early the next morning, Twilight Allen moved his body and found that yesterday’s injuries had already recovered.
After finishing his basic physical training, he found Whitebeard and went to the beach from yesterday with him.
“Gurararara, I thought you wouldn’t want to continue today.
How was it, did you gain anything yesterday?” Whitebeard asked with a smile.
Twilight Allen smiled after hearing this.
“No clue, but ‘if you’re bad, practice more’ is an eternal truth.”