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"Constant training is indeed a good habit, but there's no need to constantly push yourself to the limit." Zephyr walked over. Though the battle assessment was important, in his eyes, it wasn't as important as Law himself.
"Admiral Zephyr." Law snapped to attention and saluted.
"No need for formalities. Come to my office for a moment." Zephyr patted Law's shoulder and turned to walk towards his office.
"Admiral Zephyr actually took Law away? He must be taking him as a disciple, right?"
"How enviable." Many recruits looked with envy at Law, who was leaving with Zephyr, but it was only envy, not jealousy. Law earned these things through his strength, a strength that completely convinced the recruits.
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The office!
"Excellent, very excellent." Zephyr observed Law, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Whether it was his strength, potential, diligence, or even his mindset and temperament, Zephyr was extremely pleased. Such a disciple would be a great waste if not taken in.
"Law, are you willing to become this old man's disciple?" Zephyr, with his straightforward nature, wouldn't beat around the bush.
"It would be my honor."
Receiving the answer, Zephyr couldn't help but smile. Although Law didn't appear ecstatic, which slightly disappointed Zephyr, the Admiral preferred his student to maintain a calm demeanor, undisturbed by honor or disgrace, rather than a fleeting sense of achievement.
"Good."
Zephyr couldn't help but laugh aloud several times: "These three months, this old man has been observing your training. To be honest, Law, your training method is perfect. To be able to independently discover the most suitable training method for yourself, this old man has never seen such a genius. Frankly, on the path of cultivation, this old man doesn't have much to teach you; everything relies on your own efforts."
"I want to train Armament and Observation Haki." Becoming Zephyr's student, Law wasn't looking for a backer. He would never entrust his future to anyone, no matter how strong. His goal was to obtain the training methods for Haki.
"Haki?" Zephyr frowned, looking at Law. "Why do you want to train Haki?"
"Because the strong individuals on the Grand Line may not be Devil Fruit users, their strength may not be immense, their speed may not be fast, but it is absolutely impossible for them not to know Haki," Law stated directly, also revealing his ambition. His goal was the very peak of the sea.
"Good, such fighting spirit is excellent. Perhaps you might even surpass those three boys, Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji," Zephyr laughed loudly, but his expression slowly turned serious. "Having such drive is very good, but I will not teach you Haki right now."
"Don't be discouraged yet. Haki is indispensable, but the prerequisite for powerful Haki is powerful inherent strength. Law, your current strength is still too weak. Even if you defeated Drake, it was mostly by relying on your Devil Fruit ability. In terms of pure strength, you are still inferior to Drake, though the gap is no longer large." Law's strength held no secrets from Zephyr's eyes. "Training Haki now would be putting the cart before the horse. Even if Haki is strong, if your base strength isn't, you're still not strong. Right now, you need to cultivate your own strength. Once you're strong enough, this old man will naturally teach you Haki."
Law smiled helplessly. He knew Zephyr was right.
"Then how long until I can train Haki? What level do I need to reach to train it?" Law asked.
"Follow me."
Zephyr led Law to a training ground behind the recruit camp, stopping in front of a ten-centimeter-thick iron plate. "Use your maximum strength to cleave it," Zephyr handed Law an iron sword.
With an angry roar, Law swung the sword with maximum force towards the iron plate. Clang, clang. Sparks flew, the iron sword broke, and only a shallow mark was left on the iron plate.
"Use your strongest attack on this rock," Zephyr pointed to a boulder weighing ten tons.
"Boom!" His fist struck the boulder, but the ten-ton boulder didn't even budge, let alone shatter. Beneath his fist, there was only a fist-print a few inches deep.
Whoosh!
Zephyr picked up the broken sword, and with a casual swipe, his ki tore through the iron plate behind them, leaving a cut as smooth as a mirror. With a casual palm strike on the ten-ton boulder, a gust of wind blew, and the boulder disintegrated into dust, scattering into the air.
"When you can, relying on your own strength, cleave an iron plate with a single sword stroke and shatter a giant rock with one punch, without sending fragments flying, then your foundation will be sufficient." Zephyr patted Law's shoulder. The latter silently looked at the broken iron plate and the pulverized boulder, letting out a long breath. The distance was indeed still very far. Law knew that to achieve all this, not only would he need sufficiently immense power, but also incredibly precise control over that power. Otherwise, shattering a boulder would send fragments flying everywhere. Only when one's control over power reached a master level could one perfectly control ki like that.
"Take your time. The goal I'm giving you, if you can achieve it before you're twenty, will be very good," Zephyr patted Law's shoulder. "Regarding Devil Fruit development, I can't give you too much advice, but you shouldn't rely too heavily on your Devil Fruit. Later, I'll teach you the Marine Six Powers; they are quite remarkably useful in combat."
"Good!" Although he didn't get the Haki training methods as he wished, obtaining the Marine Six Powers was still a good outcome.
"Train hard!"
"Before twenty? That's too long. Two years." Law, in his extreme training, set a goal for himself: he must achieve it within two years.