In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
At noon on this day, in the training room.
The cold air spread, with a thickness exceeding one meter, the densely compressed snow covering the entire ground.
This was a cushioning layer specially created by Nojiko using the power of the Snow-Snow Fruit.
In this way, it can better secure the historical text, preventing it from slowly shifting positions under Shano's powerful physical impact.
At the same time, it can significantly reduce vibrations to the ship, weaken noise, achieving multiple benefits.
"Hoo—"
Shano stood before the stone tablet, his eyes flashing brilliantly, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
After a brief rest, his fists tightened again with a creak, and the dense, black Haki instantly surged over like a tide.
"Again!"
He shouted low, and his right fist suddenly slammed out!
Boom!!!
At the moment the fist collided with the stone tablet, a terrifying shock wave erupted, scattering countless snowflakes, exploding around his body, and air waves swept through the entire training room!
The historical text remained motionless, the surface as smooth as ever.
"Tsk, it still didn't work, huh..."
Shano grimaced, shook off the numbing sensation in his fist, as a slight sting came from his knuckles.
Over these few days.
Although the stone tablet remained intact, he could distinctly feel his Armament Haki becoming more solid and pure with each impact.
As if steel tempered a thousand times, transformation under extreme pressure, bit by bit.
Continue!
Adjusting his breathing rhythm, Shano's hands didn't slow down a bit, his fists pouring out like raindrops.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom boom boom—!!!
The dull sound of continuous impacts echoed, he wasn't just training his fists, but constantly switching attack methods, fists, elbows, knees, legs, waist and abdomen, even the head...
Every inch of muscle on his body became a weapon at this moment, madly pouring onto the surface of the stone tablet!
This is a comprehensive physical tempering and improvement!
"Not enough! Far from enough!!!"
Shano's offensive grew fiercer, his eyes red from excitement, his mouth curled into a nearly ferocious arc, sweat just oozed out, evaporated immediately by scorching heat waves, turning into white mist swirling around him!
His skin, under the counterforce, constantly cracked, blood seeping out, yet swiftly healing under powerful regeneration ability.
Such a cycle, over and over!
Originally, since a few months ago, before officially going to sea, his physical and Armament advancements had reached a certain threshold, the upward progression growing more difficult and slow.
But now, with this new toy, he could finally experience that feeling of steady growth again.
Muscle fibers restructuring, Haki boiling like magma!
Every punch made the long-stalled bottleneck slightly loosen, values visibly climbing!
This wonderful taste of constant positive feedback, was simply intoxicating!
Pain?
Was just nourishment for his strength!
When he enters this self-torturing practice state...
Such a thing, completely ceases to exist!
"Continue! More more!!!"
Shano laughed wildly, his roars nearly overpowering the thunderous impacts.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that small island in the East Sea, transformed back into that nameless youth punching against mountains day after day, before Ah Long arrived—
Pure.
Mad.
Tireless.
This was his truest form when he first embarked on the path of the strong!!!
...
On the deck.
Feeling the slight tremors from the wooden boards underfoot, Smoker couldn't help but glance back, his eyelids twitching.
"Really afraid one punch could knock the Endgame off course..."
He lit two cigars, yet delayed putting them in his mouth, frowning in thought:
"Doesn't make sense, what's got the Captain so stirred up, increasing his training intensity so suddenly?"
Clearly before, the Shano he witnessed, was always well-balanced in managing training and leisure time on the ship.
To say that, was due to seeing through the filter of being a follower.
Actually, most of the time, the black-haired youth idly lounged on deck chairs, enjoying the sea breeze, basking in the sun.
Occasionally snatching oranges from Nami, when really bored after being full, he'd kick Ah Yin into the sea for fun.
In terms of training diligence.
Not to mention Kuina, immersed in Sword Dao all day, even previously frantic Nojiko mastering Haki couldn't compare.
At most, just a bit better than the eternally slacking Nami.
"Indeed long time no see my brother like this, but you don't know him well enough."
Nojiko walked up from behind, holding a cup of orange soda, laughingly said, "Actually for a very long time before, he was always like this, a training maniac was his real character."
She gazed towards the training room, listening to the dull impact sounds within, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
"Whenever he senses a crisis, feels not strong enough, or finds new methods of training, he would go crazy, pushing himself to extremes."
Feeling not strong enough?
Smoker froze, his eye twitching.
Listen, is this still human speak?
What on earth isn't strong enough?
Since sneaking aboard from the East Sea, everything he's witnessed along the way, has been overturning perceptions!
Old Seven Warlords of the Sea Crocodile, crushed like critters;
Five billion bounty Tyrannosaurus Hanafuda, beaten like a punching bag for two hours;
Even Navy Grand Admiral Akainu, fully unleashed, couldn't hold him down...