People are pirates, this navy is not very fair!

Shampoo Islands, naval base, in a gym.

On the steel floor, Sephiroth, who was bare-chested and wearing black sweatpants, placed his hands on the ground and his body in an inverted position. He held a barbell on his feet and did push-ups one after another.

On the left and right sides of the barbell, there are five huge barbell pieces with a diameter of [-] meters and a thickness of [-] centimeters.

As Sephiroth's physical fitness becomes more and more powerful, due to the restrictions of exercise equipment, regular training has gradually lost its meaning for him...

Even an object weighing twenty or thirty tons has gradually become a tool that he can only use every now and then to exercise and maintain his physical fitness at its peak. It can no longer bring much improvement to his upper limit of strength!

In a sense, he was restricted by external factors and had fallen into a special bottleneck period in which his strength was slowly growing.

Now, the only way to improve Sephiroth's strength is to use the butcher knife to condense his armed domineering energy. He estimates that he can only break through his limits in a life-and-death fight in a desperate situation!

After all, the top experts in this world cannot be created by relying on regular training...

Perhaps Kaido's hobby of committing suicide is because he realized that his own strength could no longer be improved by conventional means, so he relied on the terrifying resilience of the phantom beast species to commit suicide again and again, challenging his own limits in order to Inspire more physical potential!

Ta da! Ta da! Ta da! ...

There was a sound of high heels stepping on the ground. At the door of the gym, Sephiroth raised his eyes slightly and saw a pair of long, snow-white legs.

The visitor said to him in a slightly teasing tone:

"Giggle! Little brother Sephiroth, we haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?"

Hearing this, Sephiroth did not answer the question. He exerted force with both feet, pushed the barbell hard, and threw it into the air. His body quickly tumbled up. When the barbell fell, he used his right hand to stabilize it. He held it steady and placed it gently on the ground.

At this time, he looked at Gion with some doubts:

"What's the matter with me?"

"Competition of swords!"

"Oh~!"

The two of them would come to swordfight once or twice a week when they were in the military academy, so Sephiroth was not surprised that Gion would come to him because of this...

Sephiroth put on his T-shirt, picked up the butcher knife, and led Gion to the swordsmanship dojo at the naval base.

He glanced slightly at the long-legged lady beside her who seemed to have grown taller, and asked casually:

"How have you been these three months?"

"I went to sea in the new world and did several missions, and fought against some very interesting and powerful enemies..."

"Oh~! Then you feel very happy?"

"Yes! Yes! Compared to little brother Sephiroth, I am really satisfied with their strength..."

......

Except for the first two sentences, the two of them were relatively normal. The content of the subsequent chat began to become more and more crooked. They exchanged dirty words and heard questions on the heads of the people passing by.

When the two of them walked into the spacious swordsmanship dojo, there were more than a hundred naval soldiers undergoing basic swordsmanship training.

Sephiroth casually glanced at the dojo. He saw that there were too many people inside, making it inconvenient for the two of them to practice.

So, he took Gion to the counter and asked the dojo administrator for a key to an independent room.

This is a privilege that only colonel-level officers in the base have!

In the Navy Headquarters, military ranks have reached this level, and they have more or less special skills. Not many people want to be secretly learned from others when they are honing their sword skills...

Sephiroth took out the key and opened an independent room measuring one hundred square meters.

He took off two bamboo swords from the sword holder on the wall and threw one of them to Gion.

"Little brother Sephiroth, today is different from the past. Big sister, I have become very powerful!

If you can't bear it, you can beg for mercy~! "

"Ha! I see that except for your mouth, which is hard, the rest of you are very soft."

The two mocked each other for a while, and then started the formal discussion...

Swish!

Sephiroth flashed and appeared on the left side of Gion's body, stabbing at the opponent at an extremely tricky angle.

As if he had expected it, Gion swung his bamboo sword, cutting in at a relatively good angle and posture, and deflected his bamboo sword.

However......

Sephiroth turned slightly to his side, changed direction with the bamboo sword in his hand, and attacked Gion again!

Bang!Bang!Bang! ...

The two of them were going back and forth, and the battle became more and more intense. The bamboo swords kept colliding with each other, and afterimages appeared in the air.

If both of them had not wrapped a little transparent armed domineering energy around the bamboo sword to strengthen the defense of the bamboo sword, the bamboo sword in their hands would have been beaten to pieces!

The two have fought against each other many times and are already familiar with each other's fighting style. In addition, the two sides are not fighting to the death, so the two often fall into long-term offensive and defensive battles until one side reveals a flaw and is defeated by the other side!

but......

Round fifty-six!

Snapped!

The bamboo sword struck Sephiroth on the arm with a sound that broke through the air. He glanced at his left arm and saw that with his current physical strength, the blow from the bamboo sword was neither painful nor itchy at all.

But his brows wrinkled slightly, as if he thought of something in his mind...

Sephiroth was already familiar with Gion's offensive routines and moves. In addition, when he fought against Gion, he basically played fast breaks in order to prevent the opponent from having extra time and design a plan in his mind. The most advantageous offensive and defensive line for her...

Therefore, Gion relied on his skills and experience to actually suppress him as stably as before. The outcome of the sword duel between the two was usually [-]-[-], but due to physical strength, the longer it dragged on. The advantage of victory will be more in his favor.

However, in the previous discussion, Sephiroth once again had the same feeling as when he first played against Gion, as if the opponent had already preset an offensive and defensive route for him.

At the end of the route was his... defeat!

"Have you foreseen the future...?" Sephiroth asked tentatively.

"Keke~! That's right, but I'm not very skilled yet..."

Hearing this, Gion laughed so hard that his branches trembled, and his plump chest trembled, attracting attention.

As if aware of the other party's gaze, she said with a hint of playfulness:

"Little brother Sephiroth, come on! Pleasure me to your heart's content!"

"Ah!"

The silver-haired young man curled his lips and felt a little unhappy. The other party obviously regarded him as an experience monster for leveling!

"I'll make you cry later!" Sephiroth said viciously.

Gion narrowed his eyes slightly and said slightly provocatively:

"Come on! Who is afraid of whom?"

Immediately, the bamboo swords in their hands collided again...

The ability to foresee the future in a short period of time is basically a necessary skill for masters in this world. The meaning of its existence is to suppress the low-level abilities!

When both warring parties can briefly meet the future, those masters often like to go head-to-head and engage in the purest competition of strength and dominance in order to quickly decide and defeat the opponent!

Otherwise, the two sides will fall into a long war of attrition, and it will be difficult to determine the outcome after fighting for days and nights...

Of course, if you are fast enough and have enough combat experience, even if you don't have the sight color, you can still compete with the sight color that can briefly foresee the future!

In battle, it does not mean that whoever knows some advanced skills will definitely be able to defeat the opponent...

The final outcome of the battle will involve various factors!

If Sephiroth transforms into a vampire, uses paper-painted martial arts, and greatly increases his speed, the advantage brought by Gion's ability to foresee the future will be instantly wiped out.

When the battle is so intense that the body's reaction speed can no longer keep up with the reaction of the mind, foreseeing the future is actually not that powerful.

However, Charlotte Katakuri, the second son of the Yonko's aunt Charlotte Lingling, has the ability to foresee the future for a long time, which is an exception...

With that level of knowledge, as long as the opponent is calm enough and stubborn enough to always foresee the future, even the Yonko will have to waste a lot of effort if he wants to defeat him!

............

Two hours later.

The sun sets in the west, the sunset on the horizon gradually disappears, and darkness envelopes the earth.

The two of them ended their swordsmanship sparring.

Although Gion has touched the color of seeing and predicting the future, unfortunately, this power consumes a lot of energy and requires very high mental state. She is not skilled in using this power...

Therefore, after she continued to use the ability to foresee the future for about an hour, her condition began to decline and she was gradually suppressed by Sephiroth.

In the first hour, Gion abused him, and in the next hour, he abused Gion.

After placing the bamboo sword back on the holder, Gion took out a pink handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She turned to the silver-haired young man beside her and said:

“After fighting for so long, I’m also hungry.

I came all the way here, why should you treat me to a meal? "

Hearing this, Saphiroston pretended to be dumbfounded, waved his hand, and said with a bold smile:

"Of course!... Let's go! The base canteen will serve you well!"

"..."

Looking at Sephiroth walking out of the room without looking back, Gion clenched the pink handkerchief in her right hand. Veins jumped on her forehead and she muttered through gritted teeth:

"You guy..."