Sengoku finally approved Hals.
If they continued fighting, who knows how long it would go on?
Hals mainly did it to give Mole some face, sparing him from doubting his own abilities.
Hals was incredibly strong, not just ordinarily strong.
In a prolonged battle, Mole would definitely lose to Hals.
Even without using potions, Hals could just drag the fight on, with his magic effectively giving him an extra energy bar.
Hals identified his own areas for improvement.
His physical combat skills needed more upgrading. Though his physical strength was already formidable, Mole still managed to keep up with him.
Hals also thought [Moonwalk] could be more useful than he initially believed.
Combining [Moonwalk] with [Shave] for quicker aerial movements, plus his wings and some magic, would make him faster.
No martial art should be neglected.
Hals considered all this.
Meanwhile, elsewhere…
“Why do I have to leave the prison and let that kid be the acting warden?”
Magellan, holding a Den Den Mushi with a gas mask, looked angry.
“Negative emotions from Magellan +1000000”
“From…”
“Magellan, understand your position. You’re just the warden of Impel Down.”
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, an elder with a scarred beard from the Five Elders spoke.
“Do you know how dangerous Impel Down is? How many prisoners are there, including the ones in Level 6?”
“Enough. Hals can already fight on par with Navy Headquarters elite vice admirals. He has the strength to be the acting warden for half a year. If there are any issues, he’ll be removed, and you’ll resume your duties as warden. Understood?”
“I…”
“Fine.”
Magellan didn’t fully trust Hals’ strength, and he was a responsible man.
The main concern was if things went wrong, he’d have to clean up the mess.
Magellan felt frustrated.
But the Five Elders didn’t care about such matters.
Mariejois, the Holy Land.
In a room, five elderly men, each in different poses, stood or sat.
One elder holding a sword gently shook a purple potion bottle, the liquid inside swirling and glowing beautifully, marked with a skull symbol.
“This thing is interesting. It brings pain but doesn’t harm the body or have any side effects, with no tolerance build-up, only relying on one’s ability to endure pain.”
The elder set down the bottle and took out another, a blue one marked with a lightning symbol.
It was [Paralysis Potion].
“Has Vegapunk not figured out the ingredients of these potions?”
“No, he says it’s a unique substance never seen before and needs more time.”
“Too slow. Give him twenty days. If he can’t figure it out, drop the research.”
The Five Elders wouldn’t outright say they’d kill him if he didn’t succeed. Vegapunk’s intellect was invaluable, a scientist ahead of humanity by 500 years.
Vegapunk was busy with something else: turning Kuma into a cyborg.
Another elder with curly hair picked up a pale gold potion, the [Healing Potion].
“That Hals is quite interesting, creating these potions. Too bad they can’t be replicated.”
“For now, follow the kid’s lead. Collect more of these potions, especially the healing ones. Also, ensure the child feels a strong sense of belonging to the Navy, ideally to the World Government.”
“Agreed.”
“Seconded.”
“Ditto.”
“+1.”
Hmm?
Formation broke.
Never mind, let’s continue working.
…
These potions were given by Hals to Sengoku, who then passed them to the Five Elders.
Hals had previously approached Sengoku to demonstrate the effects of these potions, proposing them as enhanced torture methods.
Making prisoners drink these potions would cause intense pain.
What? Impel Down already has torture methods, and prisoners can endure the [Pain Potion]?
No, no, no.
The [Pain Potion] is very painful, only prisoners from Level 4 and above can endure without screaming, but they still feel the pain.
And then there’s the [Extreme Pain Potion].
Even Level 5 prisoners can’t bear it and would scream.
If Hals’ torture plan worked well, he’d gain the remaining Rokushiki techniques and the two forms of Haki.
That was Hals’ request, not a big deal, and it would be taught if he succeeded.
Hals had almost learned everything the Navy had to offer.
Next was Fish-Man Karate.
Hals didn’t pursue swordsmanship.
In a week, Hals would leave the Navy Headquarters.
Teacher Zephyr felt he had nothing more to teach Hals. Hals learned Rokushiki quickly. Impel Down had no escape incidents. Warden Magellan’s job was crucial but often involved him spending most of his time dealing with stomach issues.
After learning Rokushiki and the two forms of Haki, Hals could return to Zephyr for more experience, refining his techniques.
Ideally, he’d also learn [Ryuou].
[Ryuou] was an advanced form of Armament Haki, offering stronger attacks, ranged attacks, and the ability to strike internal targets, though it consumed more energy.
However, using [Ryuou] on Hals wouldn’t be very effective. His internal organs were as tough as his exterior, making internal attacks less effective.
Hals’ body was that resilient.
During this time, Hals continued his training.
He was a training fanatic.
Now that his body didn’t bleed during physical training, he could meditate simultaneously. Previously, extreme pain hindered meditation.
Now, he could progress in both.
But combining both wasn’t as effective as focusing on one.
The intense pain from physical training disrupted his ability to meditate. Although his strong soul allowed him to endure more pain, the pain from training was still overwhelming.
Hals’ pain tolerance improved rapidly, but it wasn’t enough.
So, he focused on physical training for now.
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