As Long as There Is Light, I Will Not Die! Comprehending Haki in Three Days, a Terrifying Existence That Changed Garp's Expression!

A group of people scrambled and crawled toward the depths of the forest.

They had only run a few hundred meters.

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening explosion shook the heavens and earth.

The entire Mount Colubo trembled three times.

Countless birds and beasts took flight in panic.

Dust and smoke billowed into the sky, blocking out the Sun.

The massive shockwave snapped all the surrounding trees in half.

Garp used his back to shield them from the flying debris and airwaves.

Once the commotion died down.

Garp tossed aside Ace and Dadan, then charged into the smoke.

The clearing in front of the wooden house was gone.

In its place was a massive crater dozens of meters wide.

At the bottom of the crater.

Kahn lay sprawled out in the shape of a starfish.

The clothes on his body had long since burned away.

His skin was bright red and steaming.

Some areas had even split open into charred black cracks.

He looked utterly miserable.

Garp's heart skipped a beat.

He jumped into the crater.

His trembling hand reached beneath Kahn's nose.

No breath?

Garp's face turned pale.

Just as he was about to perform artificial respiration or chest compressions.

Kahn's chest suddenly heaved violently.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He expelled a mouthful of foul air.

Kahn opened his eyes.

The whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

But he was awake.

The noon sunlight pierced through the smoke and shone into the crater.

It shone upon his battered, ruined body.

Then something miraculous happened.

The charred skin began to peel away.

Fresh pink flesh buds grew at a visible rate.

The swelling subsided.

His breathing became steady.

It was like a plant undergoing photosynthesis.

As long as there was light, he would not die.

Garp withdrew his hand and dropped onto the ground.

That scared the hell out of me.

"You little bastard, were you trying to kill yourself?"

Garp wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed furiously.

Kahn lay at the bottom of the crater, looking at the sky overhead, blanketed in smoke.

Though he looked pathetic.

He smiled.

And he smiled happily.

"Old man, the view up there..."

"Was damn beautiful."

Garp raised his fist, wanting to hit him.

But seeing Kahn's miserable state, he lowered it again.

"Beautiful my ass!"

"If you try to throw your life away again, I'll break your legs first!"

Kahn could feel his body rapidly repairing itself.

This reckless stunt had not been without gains.

He had found his limit.

The atmosphere was his current shackle.

If he wanted to break that shackle, his current physical strength was not enough.

He needed to train.

He needed more sunlight.

He needed to become stronger.

"Grandpa..."

A little head poked over the edge of the crater.

Ace lay at the rim, looking down at Kahn.

His expression was complicated.

There was worry, shock, and above all, an indescribable sense of awe.

He had fallen from so high up.

Yet he had not died.

He could even laugh.

Was this the difference between him and Kahn?

"Kahn, are you okay?"

Ace called out.

Kahn propped himself up and sat down.

Most of the injuries on his body had already healed.

It was just a little chilly without any clothes on.

"I'm fine."

"Just a little hungry."

Kahn stood up.

Other than his hair having been burned into curls, he looked completely fine.

The Dadan Family also gathered around at that moment.

They looked at the enormous crater, then at the lively Kahn.

Dadan rolled her eyes back and fainted on the spot.

She could not live like this anymore.

There was a monster living in her house, and it even fell from the sky.

Could the wooden house still be saved?

That night.

Garp unusually did not force them to train.

He sat beside the campfire, watching Kahn wolf down food.

His gaze was deep.

This brat's physique could no longer be explained by common sense.

He had to teach him Haki as soon as possible.

Especially Armament Haki.

If he did not learn control and defense, this brat would play himself to death sooner or later.

"Kahn."

Garp tossed away the bone in his hand.

"Starting tomorrow, you're not allowed to fly again."

"Before I nod, if you dare let both feet leave the ground, I'll tie you to Seastone and sink you into the sea."

His tone was severe.

He was not joking.

Kahn swallowed the meat in his mouth.

Then nodded.

"Fine."

He also knew he had been too reckless this time.

At this stage, the ground was indeed more suitable for building his foundation.

"Then teach me Haki."

Kahn looked at Garp.

"I want to learn that move that turns your body black."

Garp grinned.

"You want to learn?"

"Then prepare to shed a layer of skin."

"Ace, you're joining too."

Ace was gnawing on a bone. At that, he raised his head.

"I can learn too?"

"Of course. Do you want to spend your whole life eating dust behind Kahn's ass?"

Ace threw away the bone.

The fire in his eyes burned anew.

"Who wants to eat dust?!"

"I'll definitely surpass him!"

Kahn said nothing.

He merely added another piece of firewood to the flames.

Surpass me?

That might be a little difficult.

After all, my cheat was hanging in the sky.

As long as the Sun did not die out.

I had no endpoint.

But...

Kahn touched his chest.

The memory of that suffocating pain remained vivid.

One day.

I would fly beyond this sky.

And see the true sea of stars.

Even Mary Geoise, where the Celestial Dragons lived.

Would be nothing more than a patch of rotten mud beneath my feet by then.

The days passed amid fists and sweat.

Garp did not break his word.

The gates of hell for Haki training opened before the two three-and-a-half-year-old children.

Armament Haki.

It sounded mysterious.

But in truth, it meant wrapping that invisible, intangible willpower around one's body like clothing.

But that clothing was not easy to wear.

Especially for Kahn.

His body was too strong.

So strong that it seemed to possess a natural resistance to this spiritual energy.

It was like trying to force a layer of paint onto an indestructible steel plate.

It would not stick.

"Idiot!"

Garp smashed a fist into Kahn's forehead.

He did not hold back.

That punch used Advanced Armament Haki: Ryuo.

The force passed directly through Kahn's tough skin and exploded inside his head.

Kahn bared his teeth in pain.

His head buzzed violently.

It wasn't the pain of torn flesh.

It felt like his soul had been hammered.

"Don't use your muscles to take it!"

Garp's booming voice shook leaves from the trees.

"Use your spirit!"

"Imagine that your will is tougher than your bones!"

Kahn rubbed his head and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Sunlight spilled over him, quickly repairing the dizziness caused by the concussion.

He was a cheat character, that was true.

But that didn't mean he knew everything and could do anything.

Reading manga in his previous life was one thing; training for real was another.

Ace was even worse off beside him.

Garp had beaten him until his face was swollen and bruised. He lay on the ground like a pig-headed wreck, gasping for breath.

But he didn't cry.

His eyes were still as fierce as those of a wolf cub.

"Again!"

Ace staggered to his feet.

He gripped a wooden stick in his hand.

He tried to wrap that faint sensation of energy around it.

The stick snapped with a crack.

Garp picked his nose.

"Still too green."

"But you've got enough fire in you."

Kahn closed his eyes.

He stopped thinking about how to move his muscles.

Instead, he felt his emotions.

Anger, desire, protection.

Or... arrogance.

As a transmigrator, as someone with the Superman Template.

He was arrogant to the bone.

He looked at the powerful people of this world as though they were a bunch of monkeys that had yet to fully evolve.

That condescending mindset was also a kind of Haki.

A black aura.

Extremely faint.

Like a wisp of smoke about to go out.

It wound around Kahn's fingertips.

Though it lasted only an instant.

That really was Armament Haki.

Garp's finger froze in his nostril.

His pupils narrowed slightly.

Three days.

The brat had reached the threshold in just three days.

That talent was enough to make anyone jealous.

"That's enough."

Garp stood up and dusted off his backside.

"That's all for today."

Ace looked unwilling to accept it.

"I can keep training!"

"Train my ass."

Garp kicked Ace back to the ground.

"Haste makes waste."

"And besides, the weather's changing."

Garp raised his head toward the sea.

The East Blue, which had been clear and sunny moments ago, suddenly filled with thick black clouds.

The wind had shifted.

It was no longer the warm breeze carrying the salty scent of the sea.

It was a wild wind—cold, damp, and oppressive.

Kahn opened his eyes as well.

His super hearing caught some unusual sounds.

It was the sound of sails being torn by violent winds.

And the dull echoes of waves crashing against some enormous wooden structure.

Not a merchant ship.

Nor a warship.

That heartbeat.

There was only one person on that ship whose heartbeat was especially powerful.

So powerful it was like a war drum.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Even from several kilometers away, Kahn could still feel his eardrums vibrating.

A powerhouse.

Absolutely a powerhouse standing at the peak of this world.

The playful grin vanished from Garp's face.

It was replaced by an unprecedented gravity.

He adjusted the collar of his justice coat.

"You two, stay here and don't move."

"Dadan!"

Garp roared.

Dadan, who had been peeking from inside the wooden cabin, jolted in fright and scrambled out.

"Here, Vice Admiral Garp!"

"Keep an eye on them."

With that, Garp's figure flashed.

He vanished from where he stood.

He hadn't used Moonwalk.

It was simply Flash Step.

He was so fast that even Kahn's dynamic vision could only catch an afterimage.

Ace climbed up from the ground.

He looked in the direction Garp had vanished.

"What's with that old man?"

"I've never seen him this serious."

Kahn got to his feet.

He brushed the dust from his clothes.

"Let's go take a look."