Sparring

On the way, Nangong Yan said, "Colonel Mei Feng, let's spar later. I still don't have a clear grasp of my own strength."

Colonel Mei Feng was taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he smiled. "Sure. I'd also like to see how powerful a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit really is."

Nangong Yan was arranged to stay in the reception room, while Colonel Mei Feng headed to his office to notify Marine Headquarters.

Fifteen minutes later, Colonel Mei Feng arrived at the reception room with a broad smile. "Brother Nangong, I've informed Marine Headquarters. They're very pleased, and someone will come to take you to Headquarters in three days."

"Thank you. Nangong won't forget the colonel's help today."

"It was nothing. Besides, recommending such an outstanding talent as you will bring me quite a few benefits as well."

"One thing is one thing. Colonel, could you spar with me now? I can't wait to find out the limits of my own strength." Nangong Yan rose from his chair, his fighting spirit blazing.

"Fine. Come with me. We'll spar at my private training ground."

Nangong Yan nodded and followed Mei Feng to a small open-air training ground. It was roughly half the size of a football field and had all the basic training facilities.

"Colonel, be careful. I'm attacking." After giving him a warning, blazing Solar True Fire began rising from Nangong Yan's body. The pale golden flames radiated a destructive aura. With one punch, he blasted a pillar of fire as thick as an adult's thigh toward Colonel Mei Feng.

Colonel Mei Feng's expression turned grave. He put aside the slight contempt he had felt because of Nangong Yan's youth, drew the long sword at his waist, and his figure blurred before vanishing from Nangong Yan's sight in an instant.

Nangong Yan frowned slightly and quickly leaped backward, flicking all ten fingers. Ten pale golden bullets tore through the air.

The instant Nangong Yan left his original position, Colonel Mei Feng appeared there. His longsword danced, white blade flashes linking together and blocking the bullets condensed from Solar True Fire.

"Your battle instincts are quite sharp," Colonel Mei Feng praised before vanishing again.

"The Navy Six Powers truly live up to their reputation," Nangong Yan said admiringly. This time, however, he did not retreat.

Nangong Yan's arms blurred, swiftly transforming into two Golden Crow claws. The talons of his right hand shot out like lightning, gripping the longsword that Colonel Mei Feng had slashed in from the left. The golden claws of his left hand gleamed coldly as they blasted toward Colonel Mei Feng's chest, carrying astonishing heat.

Colonel Mei Feng's expression changed. The muscles throughout his body tightened, and the blood in his veins began flowing faster in an instant.

Clang... Nangong Yan's right hand seemed to have struck steel, producing a sharp metallic ring. The force numbed his claws. However, Colonel Mei Feng was not much better off. Not only had the clothes over his chest been burned to ash, but four bright red claw marks had also appeared there.

A burning pain spread across Colonel Mei Feng's chest, and Nangong Yan's strength alarmed him. He retreated, summoned all his strength, and swung his beloved sword. The air compressed as he slashed out a colorless sword aura over two meters long, razor-sharp and incredibly fast.

Nangong Yan's expression did not change. He brought his claws together, and Solar True Fire rapidly gathered into an apple-sized, incomparably dazzling golden sphere. The sphere trembled lightly, tracing a golden arc through the air as it collided with the incoming colorless sword aura.

True Fire Energy Bullet!

The sword aura and light sphere collided, bursting with blinding white light before exploding like a cannonball. The ground cracked, shattered stones flew everywhere, and a pit a meter deep appeared.

Blazing flames ignited beneath his feet, and Nangong Yan's speed surged. He charged toward Colonel Mei Feng, Solar True Fire swirling around his body and making the air unbearably hot as his Golden Crow claws struck at the colonel's vital points.

Colonel Mei Feng's fighting spirit rose as well. Wielding his beloved sword, he fought fiercely against Nangong Yan. Clang! Clang! Clang! The longsword and claws collided with crisp ringing sounds. The air exploded, bursts of force scattered in every direction, and the concrete ground cracked apart.

Colonel Mei Feng excelled with the sword, as well as the Iron Body and Shave of the Navy Six Powers. He was quite strong, and his fight with the newly arrived Nangong Yan was intense and lively.

At first, the two were evenly matched. Later, however, Colonel Mei Feng gradually fell into a disadvantage under Nangong Yan's skilled combat techniques and the terrifying heat surrounding him.

Nangong Yan seemed to have transformed into a fighting machine. His fists, palms, claws, elbows, legs, feet, knees, shoulders, and even his head became weapons of attack. Having gradually adapted to this world's fighting style, Nangong Yan only grew fiercer as the battle continued.

Nangong Yan could clearly tell that he was stronger than Colonel Mei Feng, though not by much. It was far from a crushing advantage.

This kind of battle felt incredibly satisfying to Nangong Yan. He did not dare let his guard down, yet he would not be crushed either. As his first battle since arriving in this world, it had taught him a great deal.

As for his fights with pirates and the mafia, Nangong Yan had not taken them seriously at all. Those opponents were too weak.

"Enough, let's end this battle here. A Mythical Zoan Fruit truly deserves its reputation. It's incredibly powerful." Drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, Colonel Mei Feng sheathed his beloved sword. His clothes were riddled with holes.

Though he still wanted more, Nangong Yan stopped as well.

Over the next three days, Nangong Yan basically remained at the Marine branch. Honestly, the Marines' food was quite good. Vegetables, fruit, and meat were all available, and the meals were excellent.

Whenever he had eaten his fill and had nothing to do, Nangong Yan either trained or sought someone out for a spar. He went through nearly everyone in the branch who had even a bit of skill.

They did not dare refuse him outright. Whether they were a match for him or not, they had to exchange a few moves with Nangong Yan. After all, as a Mythical Zoan ability user, so long as he worked hard, he would certainly become a Marine higher-up in the future unless something unexpected happened. It was best not to offend him if possible.

Later, some people truly could not endure Nangong Yan's frequent sparring requests anymore. Damn it, seven or eight spars in one morning—can't we just have a good time? So whenever some people saw Nangong Yan, they would hide far away, such as the branch's deputy commander.

Nangong Yan also gained a fairly thorough understanding of his own strength. Without using the Mangekyo Sharingan, he possessed the strength of a Marine Headquarters major. If he used the Mangekyo Sharingan, he had the strength of a lieutenant colonel, or even a colonel.

Of course, setting strength aside and speaking purely of survival ability, Nangong Yan was confident that not many people in this world could surpass him.

After all, Uchiha Obito's Mangekyo Sharingan ability was simply too overpowered. If he chose to avoid conflict and became a laid-back Marine or a laid-back pirate, there really would not be anyone capable of doing much to Nangong Yan.

Three days were neither long nor short. They felt somewhat short to Nangong Yan, but painfully long to certain Marines.

That morning, a Marine warship docked at Kegufu Island. A Marine vice admiral wearing round sunglasses, tall and slender in a white suit and white trousers, with a yellow tie and a Justice cloak draped over his shoulders, stepped onto Kegufu Island with his subordinates. He gave off an utterly lazy aura.