Marine Six Styles

After Gion left, Senga headed to his dorm.

Opening the dorm door, his three roommates had already arrived—he was the last one.

Among the three roommates was a familiar face: Binz. The other two hadn't appeared in the original story.

Seeing Senga walk in, all three were startled. They hadn't expected their roommate to be the top scorer in the entrance exam, Senga—a real celebrity. They all stood up to greet him.

Senga returned each greeting, and then the four began introducing themselves.

The first to speak was a chubby guy with short yellow hair.

"Hi everyone, I'm Bridge, from the West Blue. I'm a Hook-Hook Fruit Ability User. Nice to meet you all."

"Isn't this a robot build?" Senga thought of a character from a game on Blue Star.

After Bridge finished, a rough-looking young man with a thick beard introduced himself casually.

"I'm Graves, also from the West Blue. I specialize in heavy firearms!" With that, he plopped back onto his bed.

Good grief—had he stumbled into some game world? Senga was a bit thrown off.

It was Binz's turn. He spoke somewhat woodenly.

"I'm Binz, from the North Blue. I'm a Shove-Shove Fruit Ability User. Hope we all get along."

Well, finally a character that fit the style. Senga felt a little relieved, then introduced himself.

"I'm Uchiha Senga, from the East Blue. I'm skilled in many abilities, but I prefer using Repulsion Force and Attraction Force. I haven't eaten a Devil Fruit."

No Devil Fruit, yet he could control Repulsion Force and Attraction Force? The same question popped into all three minds. But everyone had their secrets, and they weren't close yet, so no one asked.

After introductions, the four went to their beds to rest. Tomorrow was the opening ceremony and the first training session.

The next day.

The four arrived at the training grounds together, lined up with the others, and waited for the instructor.

Five minutes later, Zephyr, with his purple hair, came into view.

He stepped onto the platform with a stern face, scanned the trainees below, and paused a little longer on Senga's spot.

"Those strange eyes—he must be Uchiha Senga." Having identified his key target for training, Zephyr began the opening address.

"Hello, I'm Zephyr, the Head Instructor of the Headquarters Elite Training Camp. I'm sure you've heard my name one way or another, so I won't waste time introducing myself. I believe everyone here is the elite of the elite." At that, the trainees below couldn't help lifting their heads, pride gleaming in their eyes.

But then Zephyr's tone shifted.

"Don't think that just because you're here, you'll graduate smoothly. Let me tell you upfront: this place has no room for lazy deadbeats. From now on, you'll undergo the harshest, strictest training. Anyone who can't keep up will be disqualified. Understood?"

"Understood!" Everyone here was an elite; no one was scared off by a few words.

"Good!" Zephyr nodded in satisfaction.

"Now, training begins. Today's lesson: the Marine Six Styles!"

Shave! One second Zephyr was on the platform, the next he was right in front of the trainees.

Most of the unprepared trainees jumped, but Senga and a few others kept their composure.

"What I just demonstrated is Shave, one of the Six Styles. It's a movement technique where you kick the ground dozens of times in an instant, using the explosive reaction force to move at high speed."

With that, Zephyr stepped on air like stairs and rose into the sky. Looking down at the trainees, he explained.

"This is Geppo. Once you've mastered Shave, you can use powerful leg strength to step on the air, generating enough lift to stay airborne. Geppo lets you walk in the sky, but remember—you can't stay up there for long."

Then Zephyr lifted one leg, and a blue slash shot out at incredible speed, hitting a distant boulder. The boulder split clean in half, leaving a smooth cross-section.

"This is Rankyaku. The key is to kick with ultra-high speed and force, creating a vacuum blade."

Zephyr landed and extended a thick finger. Suddenly, he thrust it toward Senga's face, too fast for anyone to follow.

Senga stared calmly at the finger stopping right in front of him, then looked up at Zephyr.

"Not bad. Steady nerves." Zephyr nodded in approval and continued. "This is Shigan. As the name implies, it's a technique with the power of a bullet fired from a gun. You concentrate all your strength into your index finger, hardening it, and release a single strike in an instant. The fingertip has the same penetrating power as a bullet, easily piercing a human body."

The trainees were stunned. For those seeing these techniques for the first time, they seemed like something only a Devil Fruit user could pull off.

Zephyr dropped his stance and bent his knees.

"Next, I'll teach you the defensive technique of the Six Styles: Tekkai!"

Here it comes, here it comes—the only genjutsu in the Six Styles. Cast on yourself: the super-strong illusion of "I can block this!" Its power rivals Sakura's ultimate genjutsu from the Hidden Leaf—"I caught up to them!"—the legendary "Betsu Sakura"!

Senga was amusing himself with that dark thought when Zephyr glanced at him and ordered him to step forward.

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Senga obediently stepped out, secretly wondering if he'd made some unconscious expression that tipped Zephyr off.

"This is Tekkai. It temporarily hardens the body to the toughness of iron—a defensive measure. The downside is you can't move freely while using it. Uchiha Senga, I want you to attack me now and demonstrate Tekkai's effectiveness for everyone."

Zephyr chose Senga as his partner because Senga had the highest Doriki Value here. Having Senga attack would better highlight Tekkai's defense, and it also let Zephyr personally assess Senga's strength.

Without a word, Senga instantly entered Sage Mode and unleashed Sage Art: Dragon Fist, punching Zephyr square in the chest.

Thud! A dull impact. Zephyr's body trembled slightly, then he dropped his stance, straightened his suit, and commented.

"Good power. I'd even say none of the senior trainees have your level of force."

As he spoke, Zephyr's heart was already churning like a stormy sea.

"Holy crap, this kid!"

"That punch is already at the level of a Vice Admiral, and he hasn't even learned Haki or gone through basic training yet!"

Taking a deep look at Senga, Zephyr told him to keep attacking. Next, he would demonstrate the last of the Six Powers: Paper Drawing.

Senga squared off and threw a straight punch at Zephyr. Zephyr's body swayed like paper in the wind, dodging the attack with effortless grace.

"This is Paper Drawing. You release all tension from your body, making it as light and thin as paper, allowing you to evade most Taijutsu attacks!" Zephyr explained as he dodged.

Senga hadn't used Dragon Fist for this punch. In Sage Mode, Dragon Fist was similar to Naruto's Frog Kata—even if the fist didn't land directly, the Sage energy around it could still cause damage. In the Pirate World, that could be compared to Ryuo Armament Haki. To play along with Zephyr, Senga chose not to show off.

Seeing that his probing punch hadn't worked, Senga immediately created distance, then raised his right hand. A black vortex appeared in his palm—the Rinnegan's Deva Path ability, Universal Pull!

You've shown off Paper Drawing, Senga thought. Now I'm getting serious, Zephyr-sensei.

You want to release all your strength? Let's see how you resist when I pull you in with gravity.

Senga's sudden use of Universal Pull caught Zephyr off guard while he was still in Paper Drawing mode, and his body was dragged toward Senga like a scrap of paper.

"What?!"

It was Zephyr's first time seeing Senga use the Deva Path's abilities. He had been in a completely relaxed state, which was why Senga had managed to catch him.

Just as Zephyr was about to be grabbed, he abandoned the Paper Drawing demonstration and quickly switched to Tekkai.

But Senga noticed him stiffen mid-flight and immediately canceled Universal Pull. Instead, he fired off a Shinra Tensei. Zephyr, still locked in Tekkai, was blasted backward, crashing through the Training Camp's wall and disappearing into the dust.