Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was already July. The Flame Dragon Empire continued to develop and expand in an orderly fashion, while Julian kept his head down and trained hard, pouring sweat into the great training grounds of Sky Island. By now, the number of people in the Sky Island training grounds had skyrocketed.
This year, another two hundred thousand City Defense Army soldiers had been recruited, and the number of Fish-Man race warriors had also been expanded. These soldiers trained their swordsmanship or practiced Flame Dragon Rokushiki within Fujitora's Gravity Domain. The entire training ground was now ablaze with fervor, countless City Defense Army soldiers shouting and laughing at the top of their lungs.
Julian could already feel that his strength had begun improving very slowly. The Power of Flame had risen to over thirty-five thousand degrees, as though it had reached a biological bottleneck. Even when he desperately trained his Power of Flame every night, his progress remained painfully slow. His swordsmanship had also advanced slowly after reaching the level of a high-level Great Swordmaster. His Fist Bone training had reached the realm of great completion; any casual punch produced a thunderous boom, and every strike carried its own fist wind.
Just as Julian was thinking, the Den Den Mushi suddenly rang. "Mosimosi." Julian immediately picked it up and discovered it was Pablo's Den Den Mushi. He then said, "Pablo, what is it?"
In the Flame Dragon Empire's castle, Pablo heard Julian's voice and immediately wore a deeply respectful expression. He replied, "Reporting to Lord Flame Emperor, there is a Pirate Ship in the waters of the Flame Dragon Empire flying the flag of the Red-Haired Pirates. They want to enter the Flame Dragon Empire and asked you to give them some face."