The Best Way to Improve Ninja Body Technique (Seeking Flowers)

Patri Vic took out several bottles of fine wine from the counter, placed them in front of Whitebeard, and told him the news of Golden Lion's arrival.

"Shiki, huh?" Whitebeard took a hearty swig of the wine, his expression turning sour.

"Just a little spar, that's all."

Patri Vic didn't seem too bothered by Golden Lion's sudden attack.

Whitebeard fixed his gaze on Patri Vic for a moment. Since he put it that way, Whitebeard had little more to say.

Still, he held Patri Vic in high regard.

The reason he'd befriended Patri Vic was purely out of appreciation for his character and his uniqueness.

Compared to the vicious, bloodthirsty pirates on Hachinosu, Patri Vic was like a lotus rising unsullied from the mud.

"How much longer do you plan to stay on the island?" Patri Vic asked calmly.

"About a month or two. Captain Rocks isn't just recruiting the strong from Hachinosu—he's invited powerhouses from all over the world." Whitebeard took another drink and answered honestly.

From the moment he boarded, Whitebeard had been an officer of the Rocks Pirates.

At their level, they'd have to personally travel the world over the next two months to invite famous pirates to join the crew.

So even if the Rocks Pirates stayed on Hachinosu for two months, the two of them would rarely meet.

"Is that so." Patri Vic gulped down a large mouthful of wine and wiped the foam from his lips.

"But... Vic, you really don't want to join the Rocks Pirates?" Whitebeard asked seriously.

He'd only just joined the Rocks Pirates himself, and it wasn't as bad as he'd imagined.

But it wasn't as friendly as he'd hoped either.

"What do you think of the Rocks Pirates?" Patri Vic countered.

"I joined today, and sure, there were some conflicts among the pirates on the ship, but Rocks put them all down. He even talked with me personally. My impression so far isn't bad." Whitebeard thought it over carefully and spoke his mind.

"Not a bad impression, huh?" Patri Vic's face broke into a knowing smile.

Right now, Rocks still meddled a little in fights between crew members, but what about later on?

As long as officers weren't killing each other, Rocks wouldn't lift a finger—he'd let them fight it out.

The only reason he stepped in today was probably to leave a good impression on Whitebeard.

"If I can't find what I'm looking for, I'll just treat the Rocks Pirates as a training ground." Whitebeard chugged down a few more gulps of wine, unconcerned.

"That's not a bad choice."

Patri Vic smiled faintly and said no more.

"Are you really planning to stay on Hachinosu forever, working as a little bartender, Vic?" After a moment of silence, Whitebeard asked.

"And what's wrong with that?" Patri Vic replied with a grin.

If he could, he'd wait until his Hashirama Senju template reached one hundred percent before setting sail.

That way, he could be sure he wouldn't face any danger.

But reaching one hundred percent would take a massive amount of time.

Since there were no more daily quests, the only way to raise his Hashirama Senju completion was to train in Ninjutsu and Body Technique.

"If that's your decision, I won't try to talk you out of it."

"But, Vic... have you gotten stronger again?" Whitebeard suddenly noticed that Patri Vic's presence had grown more intense.

It wasn't an illusion—he could feel it. They'd only met yesterday, so how had Patri Vic's aura surged again today?

"Has it?"

"Want to have a little spar, Vic?"

"Forget it, I'm no match for you."

"I won't go all out."

"Then fine." Patri Vic nodded in agreement.

If he wanted to raise his character template's completion, he needed to train in Ninjutsu and Body Technique first.

Fighting was the best way to improve his Body Technique.

Sparring with a powerhouse like Whitebeard would definitely yield plenty of gains.

"Gurarara... Don't cry on me, Vic." Whitebeard stood up with a booming laugh.

"I've never cried in my life." Patri Vic rose, stretched lazily, and walked out of the bar.

They couldn't fight inside the bar—there were still a few unbroken bottles of wine left. If they brawled in there, not a single one would survive.

The two stepped onto the ground outside the bar.

"Come on."

For this fight, Whitebeard wouldn't use Murakumogiri, his Devil Fruit ability, or Armament Haki.

Patri Vic grinned, then suddenly swung his fist and charged. The unexpected attack nearly caught Whitebeard off guard.

"Boom!"

Their fists collided, and a powerful gale swept in all directions, leaving countless dense cracks across the surrounding lawn.

"Your strength has indeed improved quite a bit, Vic." Whitebeard wasn't using force, but rather feeling the power behind Patri Vic's strike.

Whitebeard's guess was right—he really had grown a lot.

"Still far too lacking compared to you."

Attacking Whitebeard left Patri Vic with a slight sense of strain, after all, the man was a master of Body Technique.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

Their fists clashed again and again, unleashing wave after wave of powerful shockwaves that swept in all directions.

Whitebeard wasn't using his full strength, letting Patri Vic trade blows with him on even footing.

"Boom!"

Purple steam suddenly enveloped Patri Vic's body, and a fierce gale instantly swept outward, a heavy gravitational force pressing down on Whitebeard.

"Crack!"

The ground around them fractured into countless dense cracks, like shattered glass spreading endlessly.

"The power of a Devil Fruit?"

Whitebeard asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

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