A Strong Man's Muscles Never Slacken

Knock knock knock knock... Knock knock...

The continuous knocking sound was like a war song, and quite rhythmic.

Ares suddenly frowned, muttering to himself, "Looks like I need to find someone to help me scratch my back. It's really hard to train this back."

In his hometown, he could use his back to hit big trees and mountains.

But here, he couldn't do that, or the house would collapse.

And his violent, sturdy muscles made it impossible for him to bend and twist his arms like a normal person to scratch his back.

The trapezius muscles and deltoids on his back and shoulders were frighteningly large, becoming an obstacle to his training.

While giving him strength and explosiveness, it reduced his body's flexibility, which was unavoidable.

Ares could only reluctantly use an iron bar to hit the areas he could reach, with the upper-middle area of his back temporarily out of reach for training.

Three or four hours later.

It was almost eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

Ares finished his training and walked out of the training room, heading towards Skull Castle.

Many pirates on the streets were drunk.

A large man in silver armor walked towards him, it was Silver Axe.

Seeing Ares, Silver Axe looked surprised and greeted him, "Hey, why did you go bald, kid? Why aren't you resting yet?"

His hair was fine when he fought Golden Lion, how did Ares' head become bald at night?

Ares reached out and touched his smooth head, saying, "I'm training Haki, and my hair fell out somehow. Where are you going?"

Silver Axe had a lewd and obscene smile on his face, "Of course, I'm going to find a beauty to open my heart and have a frank conversation. You wouldn't understand. I'm leaving."

Waving his hand, he couldn't wait to laugh "hehehe" and walked towards a brightly lit brothel.

Ares really didn't understand why Silver Axe's smile was so strange, and he felt an urge to punch him in the face.

He went straight back to his room.

After washing up, he lay on the bed and fell asleep before long.

In his mind.

The scenes from the day played back again and again, from the fight with Golden Lion to practicing Swordsmanship.

The images were not blurry at all, but rather like experiencing them again, like wearing VR glasses, with a sense of immersion.

His impressions and insights about Swordsmanship, combat, Haki, etc., in his brain also deepened slightly.

The next day.

Ares got up early as usual, his biological clock seemed to have been killed by God.

Waking up on time.

It hadn't changed for a single day, at least in recent years.

Full of energy, he began training in the training room again, until Whitebeard Newgate's arrival ended Ares' morning exercise.

"Getting up early, huh? A talented and hardworking guy!" Whitebeard praised with a smile, "Ares, let's go have breakfast first. You're mine for the whole day today!"

After breakfast.

Whitebeard took Ares to a forest far from the town, stuck Cloud Piercer in his hand into the ground, standing upright, and folded his arms in front of his chest.

He looked at Ares with a smile and said, "Ares, let me see what that Shiki taught you yesterday?"

"Okay!" Ares nodded and raised his arm.

He slashed down fiercely.

Whoosh!!

A brilliant blue sword light flew out.

It landed heavily on the tree trunk, making a bang, and the broken tree trunk fell to the ground.

"Nani?!"

"He learned Flying Slash in half a day?!"

Whitebeard looked at the fallen tree in shock. Although the power of this Flying Slash was not as good as the Flying Slash swung by a Swordsman, it was more powerful than many cannons.

The key was that Ares had only practiced Swordsmanship for less than half a day!

He restrained the shocked expression on his face, his expression became solemn and serious, walked up to Ares, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You were able to learn Flying Slash in such a short time, "absolutely" because of your own strong and outstanding talent."

"It's not because Golden Lion taught you well. Anyone else teaching you Swordsmanship would have the same effect."

Although he was extremely surprised in his heart, he would not admit that all of this was due to Golden Lion's credit.

It must be Ares' own talent that allowed him to comprehend the Flying Slash that others needed years to cultivate in such a short time.

Whitebeard's proud heart would not allow him to lose to Whitebeard, and he thought, "If I teach Ares Body Arts, I will definitely make this kid's strength even stronger!"

"I will definitely not lose to Golden Lion's Swordsmanship!"

Subsequently, he began teaching Ares Body Arts!

True killing techniques!

Whitebeard's eyes sharpened, a very dangerous signal, his voice somewhat low, "Ares, a true powerhouse is impeccable in every aspect!"

"Through training, you can develop a body of muscles, but few can mobilize the body's strength at any time, control the bones, and use the power of the abdomen, waist, legs, arms, back, and so on, twisting them into one!"

"Unleash all the power in the body."

"And to do these... your Body Arts is only just beginning!"

"A true powerhouse masters the energy in the body, including blood, tendons, bones, Haki, etc. Only when you reach this realm can you truly be called a Body Arts master."

"Even in old age, the body's muscles will not relax, and people will not show signs of premature aging and death!"

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A new world opened up before Ares, a world called Body Arts!

Letting him know and understand.

The powerhouses of this world are far more powerful than he imagined.

From the conventional punching and kicking, controlling the body, to reacting and responding, and how to dissolve and weaken the opponent's strength.

Whitebeard explained in great detail and taught very seriously.

He didn't want to lose to Golden Lion.

One day practicing Swordsmanship, one day practicing Body Arts.

And in the morning and evening, Ares used the time to exercise and temper his body.

After seven or eight days, his progress was also visible to the naked eye.

This day.

Also ushered in Ares's first mission.

Ochoku had also informed Ares of this action a day in advance, and this morning he took Ares to the port of Hachinosu Island.

Many pirate ships were docked at the port, as well as many merchant ships belonging to black market merchants and underground dark forces.

The morning is also the busiest time of the day.

Many strong sailors and workers were carrying various goods.

Ochoku stood next to Ares and said, "Ares, get on the ship. This mission is very easy, and it will be completed in about a month or so."

After several days of cultivation.

He also noticed the difference in Ares, the aura on Ares's body seemed to have become a little sharper and more fierce.

"Yes."

Ares, carrying a large iron rod on his back, walked up the gangway. There were already many pirates busy on the ship.

Some were untying mooring ropes, some were carrying supplies, some were raising anchors, some were checking the wind direction, and so on.

Fortunately, Ares was a formal crew member and didn't need to do these things.

A moment later.

Ochoku also boarded the ship, and a pirate immediately came forward to report: "Captain Ochoku, the material manifest is all here."

Taking the material manifest, he looked at it carefully, and after confirming that there were no problems, he returned it to the pirate's hand.

He shouted loudly at the navigator on the ship: "Get ready and set sail!"

With a whoosh.

The huge sails were lowered, and the pirates under the mast immediately tied the sails with ropes.

"The anchor has been raised!!"

"The sails have been fixed!"

"The helmsman is ready!"

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Ochoku strained his voice and shouted spiritedly: "Hoist the sails--set sail!!"