"Bastard!!"
"Whitebeard, this is a spar between Ares and me, what are you interfering for?!"
Shiki the Golden Lion roared with a face full of anger.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Whitebeard rushing over in great strides. Besides, Whitebeard's voice was so loud that it made his eardrums buzz even from a hundred meters away.
Then he shouted a reminder, "Don't forget that today's date is an odd number. According to our agreement, Ares belongs to me today!!"
"Even days are yours!"
Shiki the Golden Lion's heart suddenly tightened.
Because Whitebeard had no intention of stopping at all.
"Gurarara... what agreement or no agreement, my hands are itching, let me play with Ares for a while!" Whitebeard let out a hearty laugh.
Completely ignoring Shiki the Golden Lion's words, his eyes stared straight at Ares, the sound of the wind rushing past his ears as he sped along.
Closing the distance between him and Ares.
"Damn it!!"
Shiki the Golden Lion was so angry that he burst into flames, cursing loudly, "You're cheating!!"
He was also indignant in his heart. This Whitebeard was disregarding the agreement between the two of them, simply cheating.
At this time, Whitebeard turned a deaf ear to Shiki the Golden Lion's scolding, shouting a reminder as he approached Ares, "Ares, watch out!!"
He raised his thick arm, his muscles bulging, and punched towards Ares with a mighty momentum.
Ares was not to be outdone, raising his "blood-red" arm to meet the punch.
Bang!
The muffled collision sounded like muffled thunder.
The airflow at the point where the two fists met surged and roared in all directions, blowing up Whitebeard's clothes and golden hair.
"Gurarara... your strength has improved!" A bright light flashed in Whitebeard's eyes, and he praised with a loud laugh.
His heart was also full of surprise. Through the collision of fists, he personally felt the growth of Ares' strength and Body Arts!
One punch after another.
More than a dozen afterimages formed in front of the two men's fists.
The loud bangs continued to ring out.
Shiki the Golden Lion, who had retreated to the side, stared at Whitebeard viciously, his face very unhappy, tightly biting the cigar in his mouth: "Damn it! Then don't blame me for stealing your time tomorrow!"
Then he reattached Sakura Ten and Withered Wood to his waist.
Ares, who was fighting Whitebeard with fists to the flesh, also became more excited, and the blood in his body began to boil.
That feeling of slight pain stimulating his nerves, the Impact of power on his body bringing a kind of shocking and exhilarating feeling!
Truly two iron-willed men fighting each other's flesh!
It's like getting a back massage, when you feel the pain but it also makes you feel comfortable and happy!
Awesome!!!
Ares laughed heartily, it was a kind of cathartic, hearty pleasure!
It was simply an extremely strong sense of being pushed from behind!
It was completely incomparable to the collision of Shiki the Golden Lion's scabbards, this was true happiness.
"Gurarara... not enough!!" Whitebeard laughed and stimulated Ares, "This kind of power is far from enough, use all the power you have!"
The movements between the two became faster again, and even both sides added more ferocious kicks!
The power brought by the thighs was much stronger than the fists, which also made the two men fight more happily and exhilaratingly.
Rocks, who was watching from the sidelines, was a little excited, and said in a hoarse voice, "I really want to join them, but Ares is still too weak."
He didn't directly join the battle, because it would not only spoil Whitebeard's fun, but also Ares' combat power was still too low for Rocks.
"There will be a chance, Ares is growing very fast, and he should be able to have a good spar with the captain by then." Ochoku smiled, squinting his eyes.
His heart was also a little envious, after all, he had witnessed Ares' growth with his own eyes, and when he thought about Ares' crazy training methods.
Ochoku couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, not everyone could withstand that kind of self-mutilating training.
Pirates must be prepared for battle at all times, and if they are injured during training, it is likely to lead to death in a brutal battle.
Not everyone possesses Ares' physical condition and capital.
The battle between Ares and Whitebeard.
No one called a stop or took a break, and the fight lasted for several hours.
Finally, Ares fell to the ground with a bang, opening his mouth wide to breathe in the air, with only one thought in his mind: "This kind of battle is just too enjoyable."
His whole body was dripping with sweat, appearing on his raised muscles, and the outline of the sunken lines.
Under the sun.
Bronze muscles were covered in sweat, reflecting the golden sunlight.
If Charlotte Linlin were here, she might not be able to "control herself"!
Sweat also appeared on Whitebeard's face, neck, and other exposed parts of his body, and he looked at Ares with satisfaction, saying, "Your combat skills and Body Arts have improved very well!"
"But you must continue to improve; the gap between you and the strong is still vast!"
It wasn't that he didn't want to praise Ares, but he was afraid that too much praise would make Ares arrogant.
So, against his conscience, he gave him a score of 99.
Through these hours of fighting, Whitebeard's heart was extremely shocked and surprised.
But he didn't show it on his face!
In just over ten days, Ares's reaction speed, explosiveness, combat awareness, perception sensitivity, and so on had all improved significantly in every way.
Logically speaking... it would be understandable if one aspect improved significantly.
But.
Ares's improvement was simply unreasonable, a direct, all-around enhancement!
A downright unreasonable talent!
Whitebeard also turned and walked towards Rocks and the others; he didn't pull Ares up, letting Ares rest.
Seeing Whitebeard approaching.
"Damn it! It was supposed to be my turn to be in charge of Ares's training today!" Golden Lion glared at Whitebeard fiercely, his eyes like he wanted to eat him, and said through gritted teeth.
Whitebeard proudly raised his head and chuckled, "Sailing for more than ten days has indeed been a bit boring; playing with Ares is indeed more enjoyable and happier."
Then he walked to Cloud Piercer and pulled it out of the ground.
"Alright, it's just one day anyway, so don't argue." Rocks stepped in to stop the two from arguing, then changed the subject directly.
He said to the ground, "Ares, get up, let's go back!"
After Ares got up, the group began to return to Skull Castle.
A grand banquet also began on the island.
This was a tradition of the Rocks Pirates, after harvesting the supplies and treasures offered by the various islands under the Rocks Pirates' rule.
Such a banquet would be held, in which both formal crew members and newcomers could participate.
Watching Ares appear.
Two raging flames burst out from the beautiful eyes of Shakky, the head chef of the Rocks Pirates, and she gnashed her teeth, making a clacking sound: "That hateful glutton..."
"His appetite has increased again!!!"
Protagonist's Little Theater:
Ares struck a pose for the book friends in front of the phone, bending his arms and squeezing his pectoral muscles together to show off his large, rock-solid chest muscles.
His bronze muscles gleamed, he raised an eyebrow, and gave the book friends a mysterious smile, meaning--you know!
He said, "Are you tempted?"
"Three chapters today, a small milestone of 100,000 words!"
"Give me some power generation support!"
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