However, the news that "Vice Admiral Tsuru broke the rules and accepted a vase as a disciple" was like a stone thrown into boiling oil, causing ripples in certain circles of Marineford far beyond her imagination.
The next morning, before the sky was fully bright, Seraphilia had already appeared at the dedicated training ground assigned to her.
The field was not large, but it was fully equipped and far from the noise of the main training area.
She changed into her training clothes, and sweat soon soaked the silver hair on her forehead.
She was trying to combine the movement techniques she had pondered in the past with the force-generating principles of the Six Powers "Shave". She condensed extremely thin but explosively powerful "Cloud Mist Pedals" under her feet, and every step was accompanied by a dull air explosion, her figure leaving afterimages in the training ground.
The process was difficult, with many failures, but she was fully focused, as if she wanted to integrate her soul into the control of her power.
Just as she landed from mid-air again, her chest heaving violently, thinking about the slight difference in the angle of force, a hearty, almost arrogant burst of laughter, like a thunderclap on dry land, exploded from the entrance of the training ground without warning:
"Wahahahahaha! Tsuru! Let the old man see, just how many eyes and noses the brat you broke the rules to bring back has!"
The laughter seemed to carry substantive impact, making the air hum.
A tall and burly figure like a mountain blocked all the light at the entrance, casting a huge shadow.
His white short hair stood on end, his Vice Admiral coat was open, revealing his sturdy bronze chest underneath, and he was holding a bag of senbei that crunched as he bit into it.
Just standing there, an atmosphere mixed with gunpowder smoke, scorching sun, and unbridled wildness rushed toward her, and there was an even more terrifying pressure like a dormant volcano, making the air in the entire training ground freeze!
The marine hero, Monkey D. Garp!
Seraphilia's heart tightened suddenly, and her muscles and nerves tensed to the limit in an instant! She immediately stopped training, turned around, stood at attention, and saluted, her movements impeccably standard: "Vice Admiral Garp!"
Garp walked in swaggeringly, crunching the senbei loudly, while sizing her up with eyes that looked indifferent but were actually as sharp as a hawk's, his gaze sweeping over her silver hair, ice-blue eyes, and the slender yet powerful body curves outlined by sweat.
"Oh? You're the little girl who ate the Cloud-Cloud Fruit?" Garp's voice was as loud as a bell. "I heard you can do quite a few tricks with clouds? You even wrapped up a pirate boss like a rice dumpling in the West Blue? Interesting... Come, come, come, let me test you myself, to see if your soft clouds are strong enough!"
Before the words fell, the last word still echoing in the air, Garp's fist, which was bigger than Seraphilia's head, had already torn through the air, bringing with it a scalp-numbing screech, and "casually" swung towards her!
There was no Armament Haki coating, not even using one ten-thousandth of his true power, but the wind from the punch, raised by that pure speed and power, had already turned into an invisible wall rushing towards her! Seraphilia could even smell the charred smell produced by the air being rubbed at high speed!
This was not a killing move, but it was more terrifying than any killing move—this was a Garp-style "greeting," a purely unreasonable physical pressure, a rough and direct "test"!
Can't dodge!
The space seemed to be locked by this punch!
Meeting it head-on was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
In a flash of lightning, the shadow of death shrouded her heart, and Seraphilia's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
The isolated island in the distant West Blue flashed in her mind, and Robin's tearful eyes flashed by.
I promised her that I would stand firm!
"Cloud Bloom · Disorder Flow!"
With a low shout, she didn't retreat, but instead stomped hard on the ground!
The hard ground of the training field actually "exploded" with a dense milky white Cloud Mist like a water surface!
But this Cloud Mist was not a shield, but sprayed disorderly in all directions in a radial pattern, strongly interfering with light and air flow, creating an extremely short but effective visual and perceptual distortion zone around her body!
The trajectory of Garp's fist seemed to have a slight deviation that was invisible to the naked eye because of this.
And in the gap where the grim reaper's sickle passed, Seraphilia's body, using the reaction force of the cloud explosion under her feet, "floated" out, brushing against that devastating fist wind at a flexible angle that violated human anatomy, like a feather blown by a hurricane!
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