Across the Grand Line, winds are rising.
At Marineford, the Marine Headquarters had already gathered all the elites from across the Grand Line a month prior, even abandoning the garrisoning of several Marine bases to muster a full force of 100,000 elite Marines.
These 100,000 Marines were no mere fodder; every single one was an elite among elites, each qualified to wear the cloak of justice as a commodore or captain.
Such strength and configuration were powerful enough to make all pirates tremble, as any one of those seemingly endless 100,000 'fodder' could potentially end their voyage.
The Marines are the strongest force on the Grand Line, and this force of 100,000 elites alone is enough to prove it.
Furthermore, in terms of high-end combat power, the Marines exhibit an even more suffocating sense of oppression.
Below the Vice Admirals, there are exceptional individuals like Smoker the White Chase and Hina the Black Cage, whose strength surpasses their rank.
All sixteen of the Headquarters Vice Admirals are assembled, each possessing strength capable of easily overwhelming typical Supernovas and navigating the treacherous New World.
Among them are even Great Admiral candidates like Gion (Momousagi) and Tokikake (Chaton).
And in the ranks of the Great Admirals, there are the three monster-tier Admirals, hailed as the strongest in Marine history: Kuzan (Aokiji), Sakazuki (Akainu), and Borsalino (Kizaru).
Each is a top-tier Logia-type Devil Fruit user, representing the pinnacle of their respective elements, and each is capable of confronting a Yonko head-on.
Two Admirals working together even have the chance to directly kill any Yonko.
But it's far from over.
Beyond these three admirals, there are the former 'monsters' of the Marine: Sengoku the Buddha, Monkey D. Garp the Hero, and Zephyr the Black Arm.
Leaving aside Garp's unwillingness to be promoted, which kept an admiral position vacant, these three can be considered the old generation's three admirals.
Even though they are old, these three old men still possess the strength to easily crush a Yonko's first mate.
Garp, as a Marine hero, has not significantly declined in strength even in his old age, and is even stronger than the three admirals; he alone could probably crush a Yonko.
Yet, this is still not all.
A man almost forgotten by the Grand Line, Fleet Admiral Kong, has also arrived at Marineford.
His position as Fleet Admiral makes his strength unquestionable.
Even though he is advanced in age, he remains an undeniable presence on the battlefield, having been the former Fleet Admiral and the former-former Admiral.
In addition to this, the Five Elders even dispatched many CP0 experts to secretly lurk, and furthermore, they summoned the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Although the strength of the Seven Warlords cannot be compared to that of the Four Emperors, each of them is still a troublesome problem for the Four Emperors.
These individuals may not be as strong as the Four Emperors and their lieutenants, but their power and abilities can still cause trouble for the Four Emperors.
Among them are truly monstrous figures like Dracule Mihawk and Dawn Master Poltorto.
With such a configuration, their enemy was the man known as the strongest in the world, Whitebeard Edward Newgate, and his fleet of forty-three pirate ships.
Although such a configuration showed their strength for the world's strongest man, anyone who understood the intricacies of their combat power differences would inevitably exclaim-was it necessary to be so ruthless?
This disparity in combat power can no longer be described as an imbalance; it's practically a massacre.
The power gap between the Whitebeard Pirates and the Marines has been stretched to an absurd degree.
If the Whitebeard Pirates in the original story were challenging the Marineford dungeon on hell difficulty, then now they are facing a corrupted version that cannot be cleared without cheats...
"Hope Whitebeard can last a little longer..."
Shin muttered while exercising on the treadmill.
He was currently testing his physical fitness, using accurate numbers to measure what level his current physique had reached.
Current data: Grip strength has reached 723KG, bench press is 1847KG, deadlift can do 1420KG, and punch force, at its highest, can reach 3000KG.
As for speed... it should be 45M/S at the current extreme state.
This is still the current level; his body is still continuously adapting and evolving, with corresponding data still rising non-stop.
From a physical data perspective, his level has far exceeded human standards.
In terms of physical fitness alone, he is already equivalent to the ceiling of a low-martial arts world.
But it's not enough, far from enough.
This data looks impressive, but honestly, it's not that exaggerated.
A punch force of 3 tons seems terrifying, but if you convert it overall, he's less than half the equivalent weight of a pile driver.
Don't be scared by attack data rising to 'tonnage'; honestly, a single-digit ton output would only crack concrete ground.
Many Power Rangers who smash through roads in fights are actually exaggerating their punch power.
Anyone who knows a little about construction machinery knows that No. 7 out of ten Power Rangers' output might not even be as good as a construction pile driver.
You need at least ten tons of force to penetrate a sufficiently thick concrete load-bearing wall.
As for those martial arts novels that boast about the power of dragons and tigers, tens of thousands of pounds, shattering space, smashing mountains...
Unless the physical units of that world are different, or the world is as fragile as paper, otherwise, excavators and pile drivers on construction sites would be shattering space thousands of times a day...
Don't underestimate modern building materials!
However, it's fair to say that individual output cannot be equated with industrial equipment output.
Firstly, the smaller fist brings a more penetrating pressure surface, and if you can punch with 3 tons, your bones and flesh are basically hard enough that a small-caliber bullet won't kill you instantly.
Human physical qualities must rise in sync across the board; powerful strength must be supported by hard bones and flesh.
There's no such thing as punching through a wall while your body is so fragile it can be knocked down with a single stick.
Shin closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
He could feel the power within him continuously growing.
The lineage factor's modification of his genes and flesh was still in effect, but the Devil Fruit factor group, existing as a recessive gene, had not yet been triggered.
During this time, he was also attempting another experiment: strengthening his brain by soaking in residual GN particles from the GN sniper rifle to activate the Innovator, but currently, the situation was not obvious.
It might be that the remaining GN particles were too few to meet the basic activation conditions.
He's quite satisfied right now.
With his current physical condition, if he went back to the real world and faced those two strange people who were trying to block him, he could beat that monster with just his physical body.
Not to mention that his current physical body already meets the conditions for cultivating Rokushiki in the One-Piece world, and he has also acquired a large collection of martial arts techniques.
From the most basic and simple Rokushiki, to the Revolutionary Army's Dragon Claw Fist, and even Doflamingo's string-control 'Cutting Technique', he has as many techniques and as much power as he wants.
Power, with the aid of technique, can unleash far more lethal effects than raw data alone.
But more urgently than this, what he needs to learn now is-Life Return.
"Damn it... still hard to control."
Just as he was about to pick up the water glass on the table, he accidentally crushed the entire glass.
Shin looked at his hands full of coffee and sighed helplessly.
Although his brain nerves had been strengthened for the second time, allowing him to control his body to a higher degree, that was ultimately limited to ordinary people-neither Coordinators nor Newtypes had his truly 'superhuman' physique.
That's why he had to learn Life Return; otherwise, with his current physical abilities, a slight loss of control could be fatal.
He would probably have to constantly pay attention to controlling his muscles 24 hours a day, or constantly inject himself with muscle relaxants...
He carefully sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness within his body.
Life Return, this ability, is said to be the most difficult physical technique to master in the Marine besides the Six Powers, but honestly... it's not as difficult as imagined.
After all, the Six Powers themselves are a manifestation of immense brute force, and Life Return, which is difficult for the Six Powers, isn't that difficult either.
It's simply learning to control the body more perfectly and directly with willpower.
Shin temporarily doesn't expect to fully master Life Return, which allows perfect control of hair, body shape, fat, muscles, and arbitrary changes in form and size.
He now just tries to learn to control muscles, which is no different from what he usually does, just making muscle control as instinctive as breathing.
But even with the various secret techniques he has gathered, mastering it will probably take a lot of time...
He glanced at the clock nearby.
Four or five hours had passed in just an instant of immersing his consciousness.
It was about time.
He carefully stood up, controlling his body with normal effort, and climbed into the mental subservience machine.
Taking a deep breath, he connected to Prayer 3.
It was about time.
The Barbatos, docked in the Gold Lion's sky island maintenance bay, its eyes glowed red, and the flare and air currents from its jetpack kicked up a cloud of dust, carrying faint red Ahab particles, lifting the heavy steel giant into the sky.
He had to respond to the Warlord summons.
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