Enel's Advance!

"Pant... pant... pant..."

Enel paid no attention to the gasps and chatter around him. The rapidly changing numbers on the display before him had seized all his attention.

At the same time, his entire body raced across the treadmill at an unbelievable speed.

His long earlobes bobbed and fluttered up and down like dancing performers, driven by legs that had become afterimages beneath him.

Run!

Run more!

Keep running!

That was the only thought in Enel's mind now. He had decided to use this combat assessment to raise his rank as much as possible.

He had had enough of being a colonel.

The sight of Borsalino, Kaido, and the others leaving him behind as they walked away had truly wounded his pride.

What humiliation!

With his strength, he should have been one of them, not lumped together with these trash officers.

And he was one of Lord Imu's direct Shichibukai, a true Apostle of God.

Even within the military, he should have stood above the rest!

"The timed one hundred and twenty minutes is about to end. Please slow down over the next five minutes to avoid injury."

Suddenly, the monitor in front of the sweat-drenched Enel began issuing repeated alerts. As he slowed his pace, he kept his eyes fixed on the number representing kilometers.

[606 km]

That was already twice the passing requirement for a general officer. Clearly, the physical training he had undergone aboard Noah had not been for nothing.

"Excellent. Reaching that speed without using any techniques or abilities already puts you at the level of most rear admirals."

Chinjao walked over and smiled at Enel.

"You may rest for ten minutes, then proceed to Training Ground No. 8 for the combat assessment."

"Fine."

Enel nodded calmly. His Observation Haki could sense the powerful presence on