In the year 1500 of the Haiyuan calendar, April, there is still half a month to enter May.

It has been two months plus twenty-four days since Foxy came into this world, and a month has passed since he joined the Naval Academy.

The scorching sun was hanging in the air, and on the Marin Fando runway, many teenagers could be seen carrying huge logs, walking away quickly, sweating profusely and panting.

He didn't rest for a hundred kilometers, didn't stop halfway, and finally carried it up the hill behind the college, put the logs neatly on the ground, and then rolled down the hillside with his head in his hands, and then climbed up to the top of the mountain again to solve lunch.

After 20 minutes, continue to roll down the hill, then jog 100 kilometers to reach the quicksand swamp, jump in and swim back and forth one by one, rest for 20 minutes, start frog jumping 20 kilometers, walking upside down with ten fingers for 20 kilometers, jumping with left and right feet, falling toads, and running 20 kilometers.

Successfully reached the academy at dusk.

Before that, when I set out from the college, I ran three laps around the playground before dawn, a total of 30 kilometers, and then after breakfast, I started to do 1,000 push-ups and sit-ups, and then I carried a log to the 100-kilometer mountain behind the college.

If you climb up and look at it, you will find that the Naval Academy, the mountain behind the academy, and the quicksand swamp are triangular.

In the past month, Foksy has adapted to high-intensity training, once fell in the ten-finger handstand, and finally succeeded in reaching the academy after continuous efforts.

The sun is setting, the red glow is drifting away from the sky, and the teenagers on the playground are standing straight with sweat on their heads, and you can find that many people are strong and rough.

His clothes were in tatters, and there were bruises and wounds everywhere, and Faulsie's eyes changed a lot.

The main thing is that his temperament is no longer so scattered, but a little sharper, and the messy butt head has completely disappeared, because he now has waist-length black hair, and his triangular eyes are much more pleasing to the eye because his eyebrows have been trimmed by Foxy.

As for the red long nose, it's still like that, and the chin of the slippers is a little rounder than it was a month ago.

Now he has four-pack abs, his figure is tall and slender, and I don't know if it's because the food is too rich, which caused this guy to grow ten centimeters taller in this month, from 180CM to 190CM.

You know, now Foxey is only 14 years old.

"According to General Zefa's orders, all the training that has not been completed in a month will be eliminated, and two more items will be added next."

Standing in front of everyone was not Zefa, but a major general.

Because Zefa went to the New World five days ago because of the mission, and he hasn't come back yet, he let the major general and the five big bosses keep an eye on him, and all the training items have already been arranged.

"Ahh

Seeing that two more training items were to be added, everyone wailed.

You must know that at this time of the day, you should go to dinner, and then take a bath to move freely, rest when you should rest, and develop Devil Fruits.

Ignoring the wails of the crowd, the major general waved his hand, and a large Zuo walked up to everyone with a cardboard box.

"Divided into two teams, take turns to draw lots, and all the students who stand in line stand up for the single number."

Hearing the order, Faulks stepped forward, as he was single number eleven.

Unfortunately, people like Derek and Gaspard are both doubles.

When it was Faulcey's turn, he reached into the cardboard box and pulled out a wooden sign with Gaspard's name written on it.

The rest of the people also drew wooden signs, all of which were filled with the names of the two-numbered people.

After drawing lots, the rear admiral was expressionless, "The person who signed is your opponent, you have to fight with the purpose of killing each other, there are only two results, either admit defeat or be beaten and can't get up, the losing side not only has to wash socks and clothes for the winner, but also a hundred socks and clothes from other navies in the school field." ”

"Draw lots, read your names on the wooden signs."

"Daikin."

"Sicily."

"Drake."

"Jaspad." Faulksie looked at Gaspard, who also looked at Fauxie when he heard his name, sparks in the air.

Whether it was Foxy or Gaspard, they both saw in each other's eyes that they were giving it their all.

More than a hundred pairs of stinky socks, and Foxy will definitely not wash them, so he must win.

"Let's go."

Divided into teams, the major general and the five Dazuo stood on the playground, looking at several opposing fields.

"Fauxy, you're going to lose."

As soon as he came up, Gaspard announced the results.

"Hmph, it's not necessarily me who loses."

Foxy snorted coldly.

In this month, everyone has become acquainted, not only competitors but also friends, but not so much alive, as now.

"Socks, you're done."

Grinning, Gaspard clasped his hands and clicked.

"Come on!"

Faulksi beckoned to Gaspard.

"I'm not going to show mercy."

Gaspard's hands flowed into two green spikes, and as soon as they came up, they used their powers.

At the same time, the Foxciccoli finger was pinched.

They had just heard it clearly, and they had to have the mentality of killing each other, that is, they had to do whatever it took to win or lose.

Rushing out, Gaspard was fast, and the tip of his right hand slashed towards Fauxie's neck, while his left hand also interlude towards Fauxie's heart.

In a moment's time, Foxy slammed to the ground, and a pink circle of light from his left hand hit Gaspard's chest.

In the next second, Gaspard was like a turtle and kept attacking, while Foxy stood up leisurely and patted the dust off his ass leisurely.

Now that the sluggish time has been increased to 15 seconds, the most important thing is that Gaspard's strength is about the same as that of Foxey, even if he is strong, he is not much stronger.

So even if 15 seconds is a little less, that's between 13 seconds and 14 seconds.

The most irritating thing is that in this month, Foxy never revealed his abilities, even if Drake asked him to demonstrate, but Foxey just didn't do it.

In other words, Gaspard and the others only knew that Faulksie was a person with the ability to slow down the fruit, but they were confused about what the specific ability was.

So now Gaspard has been pitted, pitted to the point where he begins to doubt life.

"Gaspard, you've lost."

Standing in front of Gaspard, Foxy smiled slyly.

And Gaspard's eyes revealed disbelief, a look of seeing a ghost.

Clenching his fist, Foxy punched Gaspard in the heart, but the fist was deep in Gaspard's chest and did not have the slightest effect, but was glued.

At the same time, there was smugness in Jaspad's eyes.

Foxy pulled out his hand, but fortunately now Gaspard was in dullness, so he couldn't control the strength of the soft candy, otherwise Foxy might have been glued.

"I almost forgot that you were a special superman."

Without hesitation, Foxy bent down and quickly grabbed two handfuls of sand and sprinkled them on Gaspard's chest, and then threw a few punches without hesitation.

This time Faulksey didn't sink in, and he had the feeling of hitting a solid place.

Soft candy solids, like maltose, dry out when it comes into contact with flour, and sand can also affect it.

Fifteen seconds was fast, and Foxy threw about four or five punches, while Gaspard remained sluggish, but his eyes were full of pain.

As soon as the sluggish time came, Jaspad snorted, his whole face twisted together, and then he rolled backwards and rolled a few times and lay on the ground, his chest burning and aching.