Back in his cabin, Raifeng immediately checked the System prompt.
The accumulated time had reached a full day.
He could sign in at any moment.
Before doing it, his excitement spiked. A thousand possibilities ran through his mind.
"What will the third sign-in give me?"
He couldn't help looking forward to it.
Without hesitation, he willed it:
"System, begin the third sign-in!"
The moment the command went out, the System responded in his head.
[Sign-in successful!]
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained a reward Ability Pack…]
[Open the Ability Pack?]
Same process as always.
After two rounds, Raifeng was already familiar with every step. Nothing had changed.
"What's in this one?"
Curiosity gnawed at him.
Then, in the next second, he spoke again in his mind:
"Open the Ability Pack!"
As he waited, time seemed to freeze.
Each second crawled by.
Then the System's voice rang out—without warning.
[Opening Ability Pack…]
[Opening complete!]
"Here it comes!"
Raifeng's eyes sharpened as he waited.
Whether his strength would make a massive leap depended on what this third pack contained.
Please… don't be trash.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained: 'Swordsmanship Lv.5'!]
The crisp, almost musical notification echoed in his mind, lingering like a bell that refused to fade.
Raifeng blinked.
"Huh?"
"Swordsmanship?"
"Wait—what?!"
"It's… Swordsmanship?!"
For a heartbeat he was stunned.
Then excitement and joy surged through him in waves, flooding his limbs and racing through his entire body.
Swordsmanship—again?!
His third sign-in had pulled the exact same reward as the second.
That alone shocked him.
He'd been expecting something new, something unfamiliar.
Instead—
it was the same familiar power.
And not only that…
it was another straight Lv.5 boost.
Exactly like last time.
First sign-in: Conqueror's Haki.
Second sign-in: Swordsmanship Lv.5.
Third sign-in: Swordsmanship Lv.5—again.
Coincidence?
Luck?
Fate?
Raifeng grinned, almost giddy.
"So I really am an RNG god…"
Sure, he'd hoped for a brand-new ability—something flashy, something different.
But getting Swordsmanship again?
He couldn't complain.
Swordsmanship looked "simple."
Not glamorous.
But in reality, it was the kind of foundation that could transform his strength from the ground up.
Simple—yet brutally practical.
And for Raifeng, it meant real, direct combat power.
"Swordsmanship Lv.5…"
"This sign-in didn't disappoint."
If he had to choose, Raifeng cared more about raising his sword level than anything else.
Conqueror's Haki was great for sweeping aside fodder.
But when it came to clashing with real monsters?
That was where swordsmanship mattered.
No fancy tricks.
No hollow spectacle.
Just power he could use.
He'd always valued strength over showmanship.
Of course, he wouldn't reject anything the System gave him.
More skills never hurt.
Still—
he couldn't help laughing at the timing.
"I literally told Bogard I'd spar again to test my improvement…"
"And right after that—boom."
"Third sign-in drops another Swordsmanship Lv.5."
Fate really is something.
Raifeng's smile turned faintly mischievous.
Bogard had said it would take him six months to surpass him.
Six months?
Did it really need that long?
Raifeng's grin widened.
Colonel Bogard… you're still too young.
How could a man who trained normally understand someone who was basically cheating?
Bogard's "experience-based" judgment had a massive blind spot.
Raifeng could already picture it—
the next spar.
Bogard's face.
Garp's face.
All of them staring like statues.
Because this time, Raifeng's sword would be on a different level entirely.
"Old man, you kept insisting I couldn't possibly have learned swordsmanship so fast…"
"Well then—watch closely."
"In just one more day, my swordsmanship has jumped again."
"Now explain that."
"Still going to claim I've been 'hiding my strength' the whole time?"
He chuckled.
That excuse won't hold up forever.
Then—
a warm current appeared out of nowhere, washing through every vein and pathway in his body.
He recognized the sensation immediately.
It was the same feeling from the second sign-in.
Raifeng didn't resist. He simply closed his eyes and let it happen.
And once again, an enormous amount of sword knowledge poured into his mind like a roaring tide.
Techniques.
Timing.
Footwork.
Cutting angles.
Instincts.
Experience.
Not forced.
Not unnatural.
It felt… like it had always been his.
After a moment, the sensation faded.
The flood of knowledge settled.
Raifeng opened his eyes, pupils gleaming.
Stronger.
Clearly stronger.
His body felt different from the moment before.
And his understanding of swordsmanship—
concepts, principles, habits, technique, experience—
had fused into him like something innate.
As if he'd mastered it naturally.
As if he'd lived it.
"My swordsmanship… it's stronger. Much stronger."
Raifeng clenched his fists, unable to suppress the thrill.
This feeling—
this instant growth—
was intoxicating.
No grinding.
No years of repetition.
Just one moment…
and his swordsmanship underwent a world-shaking change.
But it didn't feel like cheap power.
It felt like he'd personally lived through years—no, decades—of training, compressed into a blink.
After steadying his breathing, Raifeng finally called up what mattered most.
"System—display my Status Panel!"
[Host: Raifeng]
[Strength: 10 (+3)]
[Speed: 11 (+2)]
[Stamina: 9 (+3)]
[Skills: Swordsmanship Lv.10 (+Lv.5), Conqueror's Haki Lv.1]
[Skill Points: 0]
Just as expected.
Two packs.
Two Swordsmanship Lv.5 rewards.
Stacked together…
to become—
Swordsmanship Lv.10.
Even Raifeng couldn't precisely judge what "Lv.10" translated to in the real world yet.
But one thing was certain:
In the span of just minutes, his swordsmanship had skyrocketed.
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