Weapon Fruit, So Delicious

The next day.

As soon as Rosen woke up, the first thing he did was focus slightly in his mind, and then a line of text immediately appeared before his eyes.

[Thousand Cherry Blossoms (Exclusive Skill): Your comprehension is heaven-defying. By visualizing the Zanpakuto and combining it with the Weapon Fruit, you have comprehended this exclusive skill on your own.]

In an instant, the sword transformed into thousands.

(Requires Weapon Fruit.)

Rosen withdrew his gaze.

This was the first time he felt how wonderful it was to have the Weapon Fruit upon transmigrating.

Without the Weapon Fruit, even with his heaven-defying comprehension, he could only stare blankly and be unable to use the exclusive skill Thousand Cherry Blossoms.

Because this skill could only be used in conjunction with the Weapon Fruit.

Without the Weapon Fruit, it would be impossible for him to conjure Thousand Cherry Blossoms out of thin air.

"Weapon Fruit."

"So good."

After praising the Weapon Fruit once more, Rosen walked out of the dormitory and, following the instructions in his memory, went to the Navy School's cafeteria for breakfast.

Besides himself, he found quite a few other people in the cafeteria.

There were Navy School staff and students like himself.

Ten minutes later.

Rosen got up and left the cafeteria, heading towards the teaching building. Many students also left the cafeteria at the same time.

However, they soon parted ways.

The Navy School was divided into classes, not just different numbers like Class 1, 2, or 3, but rather ordinary classes and special classes.

Among them, the special class was also called Zefa's class.

It was personally taught by the Navy School's chief instructor, the former Navy Admiral Zefa.

"Zefa's class?"

"Everyone inside is either a genius or a Paramecia Ability user."

"Truly, some people have different destinies!"

Seeing Rosen walk towards Zefa's class, many students from the ordinary classes couldn't help but look on with envy.

That's Zefa's class!

Although it doesn't have any special features, Zefa's class teaches what regular classes also teach. It's nothing more than an extra guarantee.

That is, after graduation, a guaranteed Colonel rank.

That's right.

Students who graduate from Zefa's class will, in the future, as long as they don't unfortunately die in battle, be at least a Rear Admiral.

This is the minimum, there's nothing lower.

On the other side.

Rosen also arrived at the entrance of Zefa's class. He looked inside and found that many people had already arrived in the classroom.

He could even recognize familiar yet unfamiliar faces among these people.

Simultaneously smoking two cigars, with an arrogant and fierce expression.

A pink-haired beauty, heroic and confident.

"Smoker."

"Hina."

"And then there's."

Rosen's gaze lingered slightly on the cigar man and the pink-haired woman before being pulled over by two individuals with Admiral-level height.

The man had a capybara-like face and squinted eyes, exuding a lecherousness no less than Borsalino's.

The woman was beautiful, with a pair of G-cups, a beauty mark on her lips, and most striking were her legs, which were longer than Hina's height, yet didn't affect her overall proportions at all.

By the way, Hina's height is 1.9 meters.

"Tokikake."

"Gion."

"Future Admiral Candidates."

Rosen withdrew his gaze, thinking to himself.

He hadn't expected his classmates to be so awesome.

Two Admiral Candidates.

One is a Logia type.

There were also others whose names couldn't be called out.

Just this one class alone, in the future, could sweep away almost all pirate crews outside of the Four Emperors' crews.

It wasn't just Rosen; Gion, Tokikake, and Smoker in the classroom were also sizing up the people around them.

After all, they would be spending every day together for the next year.

Whether out of curiosity or caution, they naturally paid close attention to the people around them.

Not long after Rosen took his seat, several more students trickled in, quickly filling all the remaining seats.

Suddenly.

A deafening bell rang out, and everyone in the classroom perked up. Immediately, they heard footsteps approaching.

From far to near.

At almost the same time, everyone unconsciously turned their gaze towards the classroom door.

A man stood at the entrance, clad in a Justice Coat, with muscles like boulders and a physique like an iron tower.

His eyes blazed like lightning as he surveyed the classroom, like a general inspecting his territory.

"First meeting, I am Zefa."

"You can call me Teacher Zefa, or Instructor Zefa."

"For the next year, I will be teaching you how to become excellent Marines."

After Zefa scanned every student in the classroom, he strode to the podium. After a brief self-introduction, he dropped a bombshell:

"Before that, first you must understand one thing: what kind of Marine is called excellent?"

"That is, possessing a monstrous physique, an iron will, and Haki that surpasses all others."

"Regardless of your race or whether you are a Devil Fruit User, only by possessing the aforementioned conditions can you bear the weight of 'Absolute Justice'."

He picked up a piece of chalk and wrote four large characters on the blackboard behind him.

Absolute Justice.

Then, Zefa slammed the blackboard with force, his eyes wide open. A powerful aura, like a sea of corpses and blood, swept out, causing the expressions of all the students in the classroom to change drastically, their bodies tensing up.

"Is this the weight of a former Navy Admiral?"

Rosen's pupils constricted, and his heart trembled.

At this moment, he felt that Zefa in his vision was no longer a person, but a monster standing at the apex of the sea.

Even more terrifying was that this monster was still eyeing him covetously.

"Physique and will are not achieved overnight; they can only be forged through day and night training and combat."

"Therefore, the first lesson I will teach you today is Haki."

As a hero who became a Navy Admiral through Physical Techniques and Haki, Zefa undoubtedly placed the highest importance on Haki. Thus, his first lesson was about Haki:

"What is Haki?"

"Haki is what allows you to grab the body of a Logia Type ability user when facing their elemental transformation; Haki is what allows you to suppress the abilities of various strange Paramecia Ability users when facing them; Haki is what allows you to confront Zoan Type ability users with monstrous physiques using your fists and feet."

"This Haki, known as Armament Haki, is hidden within each of you. You were born with it, but you have never been aware of it."

"Now, what you need to do is know it, find it, and then use it."

"Just like driving your hands and feet, turn Haki into your limbs."

As Zefa explained the matter of Armament Haki, he raised his arm, releasing streams of purple light that wrapped around his fist.

With a sound like clashing metal, his fist hardened into black, like he had put on a steel glove.

Seeing this, some frowned, some looked dejected, and some pondered seriously.

After Zefa explained how to awaken Armament Haki and shared his own compiled experience, he stopped speaking. He simply stood at the podium with his arms crossed, quietly observing the changes in each trainee.

"Know it."

"Find it."

"Use it."

Rosen muttered to himself, Zefa's demonstration of Armament Haki replaying continuously in his mind.

It was like a movie, playing over and over.

[Your Comprehension is Heaven-Defying. Through Zefa's explanation of the essence of Haki, combined with your experiences from your past and present lives, you have comprehended the exclusive skill: Haki Supreme Art.]

[Haki Supreme Art: Infuse your consciousness into Haki, allowing you to freely control the Haki within your body at will, reaching an exquisite Level of control over Haki.]

(Requires Heaven-Defying Comprehension.)

Suddenly.

A piece of information appeared in his mind.