Adjustable Gravity Training Ground! (Third Update)

"Then I'll go in and take a look."

Seeing that his old buddy Sengoku was indeed not joking, Garp immediately became interested in the situation inside the training hall.

He wanted to see what exactly was making the other side think that they were inside, and that doing a mere two thousand push-ups and running two hundred laps would be a test.

Kaido, Sakazuki, Shiki, and the others behind them were not in a hurry.

They all stood in different poses, silently watching Garp step into the purple-tinged interior area of the building.

The next second.

Garp paused abruptly, then continued walking inside.

As he slowly walked to the center of the building, he looked up and scanned his surroundings, noticing that at each of the four corners of the ceiling, there was a spotlight projecting a purple light.

"So that's how it feels."

Garp glanced speechlessly at the smirk hiding behind the crowd outside, thinking to himself, "This kid actually kept it from me, huh? Looks like I'll have to find some time to get to know him better."

Shiki, a smoking cigar dangling from his mouth, looked impatient. "So, Garp, what's the situation inside?"

"Haha, that's great! It feels like getting a full-body massage. You guys come in too!"

Garp greeted him with a beaming smile.

Sakazuki and the others outside exchanged glances, and then Kaido nonchalantly chose to be the second person to go in.

The moment his body came into contact with the purple light, he felt his center of gravity sink downwards.

"Worororo, so that's how it is. It really feels good!"

Kaido spread his arms and laughed, seemingly enjoying being enveloped in the purple light. Seeing that the two of them were alright, the others, led by Sakazuki, followed suit and went inside.

"Um?"

"Well--"

"This isn't meant to be a joke."

Kuzan, Borsalino, Crocodile, and others reacted the most strongly, because they only felt a slight pressure from the purple light.

Some of them, who had cigars in their mouths, clearly saw the originally round cigarette butt flattened in an instant before their eyes.

"That's right, this is the 'Adjustable Gravity Training Ground' created by the Academy of Sciences by combining Ikki's Devil Fruit ability."

Fleet Admiral Raymond stood at the door, arms crossed, and began to introduce himself to the crowd.

"According to research by the Academy of Sciences of Sciences, receiving certain stimulation in a hypergravity environment can not only improve the transmission efficiency of cerebellar nerve signals, but also have a training effect on the whole body, including internal organs, blood, and bones."

"What you are experiencing now is one unit of gravity. Afterwards, you will need to complete the assessment you discussed before the Sengoku under ten units of gravity."

Borsalino looked astonished upon hearing this.

"Are you kidding me? Ten times the basic gravity, what an incredibly terrifying and extreme environment that would be!!"

Raymond ignored him, simply watching them calmly, with Sengoku and Zephyr standing silently beside him.

"Note that the test will assess your physical strength, so you are not allowed to use Devil Fruit abilities, Haki, or racial abilities throughout the entire test. However, you are permitted to take off your clothes."

"We'll start with push-ups, and after that, you'll run laps. You have five minutes to prepare."

Seeing this, Crocodile could only grimace as he pulled off his Coat of Justice, then took off his suit jacket, and finally folded it up and placed it at the edge of the arena.

As for the shirt, I've decided to keep it for now.

However, some people chose to go shirtless because they realized that the next ten times gravity wouldn't be pleasant.

Therefore, minimizing the weight you carry is the wise choice.

For example, Garp, Bullet, Kaido, Sakazuki, Aramaki, Cracker, and Onigumo.

Soon.

All sixteen Admiral and lieutenant generals stood in four rows, each at least ten meters apart from the others.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Shiki tilted his head back and asked, "Where's Newgate? Isn't he Admiral too? And what about Charlotte Linlin, that woman?"

"They are honorary Admiral, not members of the military in peacetime," Zephyr replied, glancing at his wristwatch. "Time's up."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Sengoku pulled a remote control from his coat pocket, specifically designed to control the 'gravity searchlights,' and then directly adjusted the gravity multiplier to ten.

[Buzz------]

In Setsuna, the purple light in the air inside the building rapidly intensified, while waves of Formless force pressed down continuously.

"Snort!"

Borsalino's expression changed drastically, because he felt the air around him thicken, much like when he was swimming in the sea before he became a Devil Fruit user.

No, it's heavier than seawater.

When he subconsciously took a breath, the air felt like a viscous substance, as if it were blocking his breathing passage.

I feel terrible, extremely terrible.

Soon, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat quickening, the sound of blood flowing through his veins, and even the creaking of his bones under gravity.

To be honest.

Borsalino desperately wanted to use his elemental powers, but reason told him this was a test, so he had to suppress his impulse.

Actually, it wasn't just him.

Kuzan, Crocodile, Aramaki, Cracker, Onigumo, Momonga, and even Issho, the Devil Fruit User, all felt a strong sense of oppression.

Meanwhile, Garp, Bullet, Kaido, Jozu, and King, who are all power-type fighters, had it easier.

But this is only relatively speaking.

After all, that's ten times the gravity of Sea Star!

If you replaced someone from the Kabane World or the Demon Slayer World with someone from the Kabane world, they would have been crushed to death by now.

However, Sakazuki's performance was somewhat unexpected for many people. Despite being a Logia-type Logia user, he looked no different from Bullet and the others.

Because he spends all his time outside of the necessary hours practicing Physical Arts every day.

Then, every ten days he would give himself a day to relax. On that day, he would stay at home and take care of the various green plants and potted plants that he had been looking after for a long time.

This was the most relaxed time for Sakazuki.

"1,2,3,410,1122,23"

Everyone lay face down on the ground, doing push-ups at a 'normal' pace.

But that's precisely why it's the most abnormal phenomenon.

Given the physical strength of these Admiral and lieutenant generals, and considering the external gravity, it would be extremely difficult for the average person to clearly see their up-and-down movements with the naked eye.

At most, intermittent afterimages will remain on the retina.

More than an hour later.

Borsalino, Crocodile, and others were the first to be covered in sweat; they had only just finished more than four hundred push-ups.

They finally got a full understanding of what 'gravity training' felt like.

Half an hour later.

Garp was the first to complete two thousand push-ups, but his bare, bronze chest was already dripping with sweat, though he wore a satisfied smile.

"Hahaha, that feels so good!!"

He had completely fallen in love with this training method and genuinely felt it was much better than going to a deserted Hammer Mountain.

Fifteen minutes later.

Douglas Bullet completed the push-up exercise, then stood up without a word and ran to the outer perimeter. Next up were Kaido, Sakazuki, Shiki, King, and Jozu.

However.

Borsalino, Kuzan, Aramaki, Crocodile, Issho, and the others were still struggling up and down the ground.

Twenty minutes later, I finally managed to finish all the push-ups.

But what lay before them, already exhausted, was a 200-lap, 10-kilometer run!

"I should have held on a little longer. I really should have retired as soon as possible. This happens once every three years, who can take it anymore!"

Borsalino felt his vision go black, and he knew in his heart that May 1st would be his day of suffering from now on.