A Brand-New Holy Land Tennis Court!

The next day, the sky was still only a faint glimmer of dawn.

Normally, given that the Red Line is over 5,000 meters high, the temperature here should be extremely low, making it feel incredibly cold.

However, due to the magical nature of the Spring Region, the Holy Land Mary Geoise remains in a relatively constant temperature state.

[Whoosh--whoosh--whoosh--]

Just as the sun was about to rise, but had not yet risen, in the Social Plaza inside Pangaea Castle.

Clad in Coat of Justice, Gion stood on the grass, which resembled a battlefield riddled with holes, gripping her Famous Sword Kompira, and slashing forward. Each swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air. She repeated this action over and over again, her pretty face full of seriousness and earnestness.

"Wow, you're really working hard, Miss Navy~"

At this moment, Stussy, dressed in a black dress and stockings, walked gracefully to the side and chuckled, "It's not even fully light yet, and you're already out practicing Swordsmanship. Do you have some kind of ambition in mind?"

Gion didn't even turn her head, maintaining her breathing rhythm as she forcefully slashed with each strike. Only after silently counting to two thousand did she exhale a breath and stop.

"This is my daily training. As for my ambition," she turned to look at Stussy and said decisively, "I want to become the World's Strongest Great Swordsman!"

"But you're a woman," Stussy said with a puzzled look. "While I'm not a swordsman, I know that Swordsmanship relies heavily on physical strength. We women can't compete with men in that area unless we eat some kind of powerful Devil Fruit."

"No, I don't want to become a power user."

Gion sheathed Kompira, shook her head, and said firmly, "I will ascend to the position of the strongest as a pure swordsman!"

Stussy found it hard to understand why Gion pursued such things—why did a woman need to be the strongest?—but she didn't question it further, instead smiling charmingly, "But I've noticed you're becoming more and more obsessed with tennis these past few days~"

"This."

Upon hearing this, Gion's cheeks flushed slightly. She coughed to cover her embarrassment, her gaze shifting evasively towards the rising Asahi Saiba. She replied, "Actually, I've found that playing tennis with Saint Nerona has helped improve my skills, so I've started taking it seriously with the intention of training."

"???"

Stussy gave him a strange look, as if to say, "What nonsense are you talking about? Playing tennis is playing tennis, what does it have to do with exercise!"

"Hmph, don't you believe me? I'm serious."

Seeing the slight displeasure in the other person's eyes, Gion said, "Haven't you noticed that serving and receiving in tennis really tests a person's strength, speed, reaction, and eyesight?"

"Think back to the power of Saint Nerona. If we could ever return those shots, wouldn't that mean our strength has improved?"

"Oh, really!"

Stussy was stunned, recalling Imu's first serve. She hadn't even had time to react then, not even having time to sense it with her Observation Haki.

Moreover, upon closer reflection, even though Saint Nerona had restrained her power, she would still feel numbness in her hands and back, and would be drenched in sweat after fighting her for a long time.

Fortunately, those maids were very capable.

Every time I come out of the shower, I always see freshly washed and dried clothes neatly laid out in front of me.

"Therefore, starting today, I have decided to request Saint Nerona to increase the power and speed of his serves to the limit that I can currently handle, in order to challenge my own limits!"

Gion, hands on her hips, spoke with great enthusiasm, as Golden Crow slowly rose overhead behind her.

"Do you want to come along?"

"Uh, never mind, I'm not interested in being the strongest or anything like that. I prefer playing normal tennis; it feels more like a game."

Stussy didn't want to work as hard as Gion. He was more curious about Saint Nerona because he was so mysterious and powerful.

The key point is that he's incredibly handsome, and I haven't seen his wife or concubines these past few days.

Aside from being a bit domineering and having an arrogant, self-centered, and capricious attitude, he seems to have exceptional qualities in every aspect!

Seeing this, Gion didn't say anything more.

Just as she was about to go back to wash up, she suddenly noticed a group of workers she had seen before, pushing large and small wheeled boxes and crates quickly towards her.

"Aren't they the ones who built this tennis court before?" Stussy raised an eyebrow, guessing, "Are they here to repair the grass?"

Gion didn't reply, but nodded in agreement, thinking it was very likely. After all, the current pitch was in a terrible state. However, it seemed that the last few times they came to repair it, they did it while the girls were sleeping, and when they woke up, it had been completely restored.

However, as the workers soon began construction, the two beautiful women who had been watching from the sidelines soon discovered that things were not quite what they had expected.

These people were less repairing the turf and more transforming the entire tennis court. They first filled in the uneven ground, then laid a thick layer of wooden planks, and finally sprayed it with blue paint.

"It turned out that the turf field was to be converted into a wooden field, but what's the use of that? Even the wooden boards can't withstand the balls we hit, and it's even harder to repair." Gion asked doubtfully.

The person she was asking was the government official in the black suit who was leading the group.

"Rear Admiral Gion, you may not know this, but these are Adam Wood that were processed last night. With their extreme toughness and sturdiness, they can withstand the enormous pressure of a tennis ball."

"Adam Wood?!"

Gion and Stussy were immediately shocked, their mouths slightly agape. The latter muttered to himself, "So, from now on we're going to play on a floor that's worth a hundred or two hundred million Beli on the black market?"

After explaining the material of the wooden planks, the man pointed to the crimson net that divided the court in two and said, "And those are woven from the sinews of Sea King, which also have impact resistance."

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The two women fell silent for a moment, then Gion asked expressionlessly, "What about the ball? What is it made of? And the racket?"

"The tennis balls themselves haven't changed much, since rubber is already the best material. The rackets, however, have been redesigned; the throat, handle, and head are all made of Adam Wood."

The team leader from the Construction Division explained everything in detail.

"I don't know the origin of the tennis strings, but we've tested them and they're several times stronger than commonly used composite strings. They don't even suffer any damage from being bombarded by artillery shells; on the contrary, the steel shells are easily cut through them."

More than an hour later, a brand-new tennis court appeared before Gion and Stussy. It was a court consisting of a blue court and a red net, with four vermilion rackets on a shelf not far away.

By the time the construction workers left, the sun was already high in the sky.

The bright sunlight shone on the clean court, making them feel slightly dazzled.

"Don't you think this stadium looks familiar?" Gion suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Stussy, standing beside him, pursed his lips and said softly, "Using the Red Line as the net, and the first and second halves of the Grand Line as the two sides of the court, the long, dark blue strip between the singles and doubles zones should be the Calm Belt."

Gion looked around the stadium and hesitated.

"For some reason, I'm hesitant to step onto this football field."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, a familiar command reached her ears, and her gaze shifted to see Imu, who was using the alias Saint Nerona, casually picking up a tennis racket from the shelf and stepping into the half of the court representing the 'second half of the Grand Line '.

"Come on, play a game with me and see how you feel!"

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