After all the training, it had to be put into actual combat. Haki could only improve further when pushed to the limit in battle. The stronger the enemy faced, the stronger one's Haki would become.
And after Long Yi had exhausted himself, he had to face Zephyr's fists and Fujitora's Gravity Suppression.
Once this one-sided battle began, he was like a battered sandbag, sent flying by Zephyr again and again.
With his mind pushed to the brink and his body weakened, Long Yi continually experienced a pain worse than death.
"Hiss..."
Seeing Long Yi's miserable state, kind-hearted Ain could not help drawing in a sharp breath and turning her head slightly away. As a woman, she truly could not bear to watch such a cruel scene.
That obvious movement naturally did not escape Fujitora's senses. The burly blind swordsman gave a soft smile, casually resting a hand on the hilt of his cane sword as he gently spoke to Ain beside him.
"It's fine. He's the most ruthless person toward himself I've ever seen, and his bones are frighteningly hard too."
"But..."
After hearing Fujitora's words, Ain seemed to want to say something more. But when she inadvertently caught sight of the almost pathological obsession in Long Yi's eyes, she could not force the words out no matter what.
"Madman!"
In the end, the female swordsman could only mutter softly before quietly leaving the deck.
Hearing Ain's muttering as she departed, Fujitora burst into hearty laughter. When his laughter finally subsided, his clouded eyes settled on the swaying Long Yi, and he murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear.
"The so-called strong are a bunch of madmen."
The training on the deck continued. Zephyr did not feel any pity because of Long Yi's miserable condition. Every punch