Cultivate the 6 Styles!

Ain glanced at Moen with curiosity. Devil Fruit is known as the treasure of the sea, how could it be useless? Could it be that Moen ate some kind of disposable functional Devil Fruit?

A similar Devil Fruit is like the Underworld Fruit, or a surgical fruit that uses immortality surgery.

Of course, Ain didn't know this. She just guessed that Morn's fruit power might consume a lot of money.

Moen looked at Ain who was in a daze, shook his head, and continued to stand on his head.

This time, Morn used armed colors.

After watching for a while, Ain went back, leaving Moen alone.

The night passed like this.

The next day, when Zefa came to the training ground, he saw many people forming a circle.

"What are you doing! You haven't started training yet!"

Zefa roared angrily, and the students immediately separated a path, allowing Zefa to walk in.

"Huh?" Zefa frowned.

In the center of the crowd, Moen was dozing off, as if he hadn't gone back at all yesterday.

Dozing off is very common, but Moen dozed off in an inverted position, with his fingertips covered in military colors.

Very few of the students in Zefa's hands can master the weapon colors, let alone control the weapon colors so perfectly.

"Moen!" Zefa shouted in Moen's ear, immediately waking up Moen.

The body slammed down suddenly, and then the moment it touched the ground, the toes touched the ground, and "Shaving" was used directly against the ground.

Seeing Moen appearing a few meters away and still yawning, Zefa didn't know whether he should be angry or happy.

Annoyingly, Moen did not go back to rest. He trained outside all night, and his alertness was very poor.

Fortunately, Moen has such a strong talent and still trains very hard.

"Teacher Zefa!" Moen, who was still a little depressed, saw Zefa not far away, and then saw the Naval Academy who had gathered there, and his head hurt.

I trained a little too late last night, so I fell asleep directly. Fortunately, I didn't catch a cold~

"Okay, okay, go wash up quickly and see what you look like!" Contrary to everyone's expectations, Zefa did not scold Moen. You know, Zefa usually pays great attention to the navy's face.

"Yes!" Moen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, ran back to his dormitory, cleaned his body and returned to the training ground.

"Hey!" "Ha!"

In the training ground, the marines are still training their physical skills. Regarding this level of training, Moen can only say, it is too inferior!

Seeing Moen who had returned, Zefa didn't say anything. He just asked Moen to show how he was doing with his six-position practice.

Moen showed off his six postures.

"Well, the pointing gun and shaving are all perfect. The moon step and iron block still need more practice. Why haven't you learned paper painting?"

Among the six styles, paper painting is the most difficult and the most important.

Because this move is closely related to the three-color Haki, the Haki of knowledge and knowledge!

"Report to Instructor Zefa! Because I didn't come into contact with paper painting in the G-1 branch!" Moen answered very sincerely.

Reka tried hard to find four exercises for Moen, but he couldn't even draw paper.

Zefa nodded. He went back last night and took a look at Moen's qualifications. Indeed, it is really impossible for an ordinary sailor to come into contact with the six moves. Being able to learn the four moves is already a good training in human relations.

"Then, starting from today, I will teach you paper painting and Lanjiao." Zefa didn't waste any more words and took Moen directly to an indoor practice venue.

As for the naval academies, Zefa sent them directly to Binz to take care of them.

There are many hanging wooden stakes in the indoor practice venue.

It looks very scary.

The Ain whom I saw last night is now standing in the center of the field.

"Paper painting focuses on releasing all the strength from the whole body, controlling the body as easily as painting on paper, and using it flexibly in combat to adapt to various situations." Zefa walked to a large wooden stake and took a picture Pat explained to Moen.

"So, the most important thing to practice paper painting is..."

"Be beaten!"

"That's right."

Zefa showed a satisfied smile, this boy is really talented.

Recalling that guy Garp showing off his grandson in his ears, Zefa was furious. This old and crooked man actually educated a dragon and turned into a revolutionary army!

I heard that his grandson went to sea and became a pirate!

After giving the method of using paper painting to Moen, Zefa stood aside and watched.

Ain pushed the wooden stake and hit the blindfolded Moen.

 "boom!"

Feeling the rhythm of the wind, Moen was just about to avoid it when he was hit directly in the abdomen by a wooden stake.

Moen took a deep breath and squatted down.

A completely unprepared blow, even an ordinary wooden stake impact, would be unbearable for ordinary people. Of course, this ordinary person does not include Moen!

"Come again!" Moen's hoarse voice came out. He stood up again and felt the flow of the air more seriously.

 "boom!"

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The day passed quickly. Ain looked at the swollen Moen and was a little surprised. He actually learned paper painting during the wooden stake training!

You know, I studied for half a month before barely getting started.

"It is indeed a monster!"

Recalling Zefa's judgment of Moen last night, Ain felt deeply shocked.

"What?" Moen's words were a little unclear. After all, his face was swollen a lot, and his body seemed to have gained weight. His whole body was edematous, and even his steps were a little frivolous.

But for people in the world of One Piece, this superficial injury can be solved with just one meal.

Looking at Moen who quickly finished his meal and continued to train, Ain patted his head in distress and followed suit.

Well, I have been a little neglectful in training recently.

Ain, who was hit twice by wooden stakes, rubbed his painful shoulders. Looking at Moen, who was dodging among the wooden stakes as if he was strolling, he felt more and more that the gap between people was really too big.

Time is the most valuable thing for cultivation.

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Although it was not a thousand years of being closed and opened, at least Morn did not feel the change of time at all. He had been at the Navy Headquarters for half a year.

 "Ah!"

With a punch covered in black domineering fist, Binz fell heavily to the ground, and all the vines he spawned were torn to pieces by Moen.

"Okay, let's end it."

As the referee, Zefa rubbed his head, his face stiff with excitement.

In the past six months, the emotional fluctuations Moen brought to Zefa were too great.

Of course, this is just an emotional fluctuation in education.

I learned paper drawing on the first day of formal training and became proficient in paper drawing within half a month.

After a month, I became proficient in Lan Jiao.

It took three months to become proficient in using the six movements in a chain.

Then after three months of physical training, he was able to pin Binz to the ground and beat him.

Looking at Moen, whose clothes were torn to pieces by vines in the field, Ain's eyes flashed and there was a smile on his lips.

"Teacher Zefa." Moen bowed to Zefa. After half a year of training, Moen was completely convinced by this elderly retired general.

The training methods are constantly improving. Even Moen can feel his daily progress, which he cannot feel in the G-1 branch.

If he had been training under Zefa's guidance, he might have the strength of a general by now.

[Moeen

Strength: Colonel

Position: Second Lieutenant of the Navy

Ability: Devil Fruit: Re-enactment (Power of Re-enactment*1)

The Sixth Form of the Navy: Finger Spear, Moon Step, Shave, Lan Kou, Paper Painting, Iron Block

Swordsmanship: Swordsman (cutting iron)

Dominance: armed color (mastery), knowledge color (entry)]

In half a year, Moen has polished his body into a war weapon, and he can easily understand the colors through paper drawings.

It's just that this ability is still very weak. It can only help a little in battle, but it is far from being able to predict the future or perceive people's hearts as mentioned in the original work.

Binz got up from the ground and rubbed his still aching chest. He was completely convinced by his junior disciple.

From the beginning, there was back and forth, and I still had the upper hand, to then it was evenly matched, and now, I am defeated in an instant.

People are not born equal.

Bringing his three proud disciples to the cafeteria, Zefa waved his hand and ordered several Neptune-style meals.

This thing is not cheap at the Navy Headquarters~

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