Aramaki and Issho

Sengoku maintained his smile, "You will serve as examiners in the second round, testing the strength of the candidates. Only those who can defeat you will advance to the third round and compete for the final position of Admiral."

Everyone already knew about this before it happened.

Doflamingo scoffed, "Aren't you afraid of total annihilation, Sengoku?"

"Admiral is no child's play. If we can't even get past the Shichibukai, then this World Military Draft is meaningless."

The Sengoku period did not support conscription; it was all a decision made by those above. In his view, selecting soldiers from within the navy was more appropriate.

Moonlight Moria's lips curled into a smile, then he suddenly spoke, not forgetting to subtly criticize Dimon:

"Hehehehe... That man was very strong, he had mastered Conqueror's Haki. Instead of looking for me, you Marines should go after that guy."

"What?"

The Sengoku was stunned.

Seeing that none of the others objected, he couldn't help but feel alarmed.

So young, yet he possesses the power of the Conqueror's Coating —who is he?

Sengoku couldn't help but cast a questioning glance at Hawk-Eye, seeing this, had no choice but to say:

"He is the bounty hunter, Roronoa Zoro."

On the other side.

"Hey, wait a minute, where are you going? You can't just wander around here; many areas are restricted."

As he walked out of the building housing the banquet hall, Dimon saw Doll Vice Admiral Dole following him, so he stopped and asked:

Why are you following me? I'm just taking a walk.

Doll pursed his lips, looking helpless. As expected of Hawk-Eye's friend, he was just as willful and disobedient as Hawk-Eye.

"I can take you to any place you'd like to visit, but there are some places that outsiders can't just enter."

"Now that you mention it, I'm even more curious." Dimon chuckled. "Isn't this island your navy's recruit training camp? What kind of restricted area could it possibly have?"

No comment!

Doll sighed. "There's World Military Draft on the island right now; you should know that if you watch the news."

"I've heard of it."

Dimon nodded, then used his Observation Haki to sense the presence of many powerful figures, and strode towards them.

Upon seeing this, Vice Admiral Doll immediately followed, not daring to let Dimon wander off alone.

"I still don't know your name?"

"Zoro."

"Mr. Zoro, where do you want to go?"

"Let's see what happens. Where is the conscription process at now?"

With a tail following him, Dimon couldn't very well summon the Seven Deadly Sins, so he had no choice but to deal with it for now.

Doll Vice Admiral Dol couldn't help but observe him, recalling the scene he had witnessed in the banquet hall earlier—so young, yet he had not only Awakening Conqueror's Haki 'Conqueror's Haki, but also mastered its entanglement technique...

There are such powerful individuals among bounty hunters.

Why haven't I heard of this before?

"The second round of assessments is about to begin, and the candidates from each branch have already arrived."

"Mr. Zoro, why didn't someone as strong as you participate in the selection?"

Lieutenant Vice Admiral Doll was puzzled by this; to be promoted to Admiral in one fell swoop was a once-in-a-century opportunity.

World Military Draft takes place every so often, but the opportunity to be promoted to Admiral through exceptional means is extremely rare.

"Selection? You mean this..."

Dimon suddenly remembered that he seemed to have something else, so he immediately took out a coin from his pocket, flicked it with his thumb, and the coin spun in the air. He caught it and then nimbly flipped it between his fingers.

"This is... proof of passing the first round of selection?" Vice Admiral Doll was stunned and couldn't help but ask:

"You participated in the selection? Why didn't you advance to the second round?!"

Which blind idiot missed such a wild master?

"It's just to pass the time."

Dimon toyed with a coin as he walked straight toward where the contestants were gathered.

Ignoring Lieutenant Vice Admiral Doll's incessant chatter, the two soon arrived at a training camp.

The training camp was surrounded by barbed wire, and the guards immediately opened the gate to let Doll in when they saw him.

Passing through the gate, not far away is a huge training ground, which, judging by its appearance, covers an area roughly equivalent to several football fields.

Many contestants gathered here, some of whom were exchanging ideas and skills with each other.

Dimon used his Observation Haki to listen to the various auras and sensed that there were more than a thousand selectors. He noticed that these people were wearing white number tags on their chests with corresponding numbers on them.

Based on the calculation of ten selectors per branch, the number of people gathered here represents that these people come from more than one hundred different Marine Branches.

Lieutenant Vice Admiral Doll thoughtfully explained:

"The second round of assessments hasn't started yet. These candidates usually gather here to practice and hone their skills."

"What is the second round of assessment?" Dimon asked curiously.

"To improve combat skills, one must master both types of Haki, and then face off against the Shichibukai. Only those who defeat the Shichibukai can enter the final selection."

This wasn't a major secret, Vice Admiral Doll didn't hide it, she said with a smile:

"You have a coin from one of the qualified candidates. You can also take a number and participate in the second round of assessment as a candidate."

Dimon ignored it; being too popular is really annoying.

Back in the Sabaody Archipelago, Momousagi also tried to invite him to join the Navy. I wonder what kind of expressions those people would have if they knew he was the leader.

"Hmm? That's..."

Suddenly, Dimon noticed a long-eared man in the training ground, raised his eyebrows, and walked over with a smile.

Somewhere in the training ground.

Enel sat cross-legged, yawning as he picked at his earwax. After finishing, he blew a breath onto his little finger and said:

"I've given you ten minutes' grace, and you haven't even touched a hair on my head, you monkey from the Blue Sea."

Before Enel, a burly man wielded two large swords and slashed wildly like a storm.

But each strike, strangely, passed right through the opponent's body, causing no harm whatsoever.

"Impossible! How could this be!"

"I've clearly applied Armament Haki, so why can't I hit you! Damn Skypieans!"

The burly man's face flushed crimson, and in his Wrath, his attacks became increasingly fierce, the sword energy from his twin blades shattering the surrounding floor.

Countless eyes were watching.

"Enel, the Logia -type Devil Fruit User Sky Island, Rumble-Rumble Fruit a real pain. He has the highest probability of making it into the Final Selection!"

"I remember when this guy first arrived, he didn't even know Armament Haki, but he mastered it in just one day!"

"Even if you've mastered Armament Haki, how can you ignore other people's attacks?"

"His sparring partner is none other than 'The Skinner' Stonest. Rumor has it that this guy used to be the warden of a prison in a certain country on the Grand Line. He loves to torture prisoners and can use his Two-Sword Style to slice off their skin completely!"

"It's Observation Haki. Enel's Observation Haki is exceptionally strong. He anticipated the opponent's attack and Elementalization beforehand. Every attack from Stonest was essentially hitting thin air."

"This guy... is using Stonest as a training tool!"

A skilled eye can easily see through Enel's methods.

"Ha~"

Enel yawned deeply, his right elbow resting on his knee, his hand supporting his chin, looking sleepy.

"Isn't it enough to admit defeat, you monkey from the Blue Sea? Give me your number tag."

"You're dreaming! Die, Enel!"

Stonest roared and brought his sword, imbued with Armament Haki, down on the ground.

Enel's body was split in two, but the cut sparked with electricity, and a crackling sound of electricity exploded.

"Yehaha!"

Amidst the laughter, Enel on the left raised his arm and pointed at something in the air.

"One million volts laser."

Sizzle!

A flash of lightning crackled at his fingertips, suddenly transforming into a beam of white lightning that shot out and pierced Stonest's chest in an instant.

Stonest froze, the raging lightning instantly paralyzing all his muscles. His eyes widened as he fell straight backward.

"Is he/she dead?" someone exclaimed, then instinctively covered their mouth.

Enel's body, which had been split in two, slowly healed. He got up and walked to the convulsing Stonest, bending down to remove the number tag from the other's chest.

Just then, a reprimanding voice rang out.

"Wait, you killed him?"

"Um?"

Enel paused, glancing out of the corner of his eye and seeing a woman wearing a Navy Justice Cloak.

"Marine Vice Admiral?"

"You haven't forgotten the rules of the training camp, Enel?"

Lieutenant Vice Admiral Doll said sternly, "You selectors are allowed to snatch number plates from each other, but you are not allowed to kill each other!"

Those who make it here are all elites, destined to become naval officers. If one side is allowed to kill the other at will, how many will survive?

Enel snorted, ignoring the other party's attempts to stop him, and removed Stonest's number [66] tag.

Then, he threw away the number [133] he was wearing.

"He's just unconscious, hahaha, if we don't get him to the infirmary quickly, he might die soon."

Enel chuckled and turned to leave.

However, when he turned around, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

He suddenly looked down at his chest and discovered that the number 66 he had just been wearing was gone!

"What?"

Enel's face darkened, and he abruptly turned to look at Lieutenant Vice Admiral Doll.

Vice Admiral Doll remained standing there, without his spoils, while the man who had been standing next to him was nowhere to be seen.

"You're looking for this?"

The sound came from diagonally behind.

Enel glanced around and noticed that a person was now standing in a spot that had been empty before.

The opponent gently tossed card number 66 into their hand.

"Who are you?" Enel frowned, completely oblivious to the other's movements. When did they steal it?

Dimon smiled slightly, pinched the number plate between two fingers, and turned the number side towards Enel:

Why are you grabbing the number plates? Is there some prize in it?

Chapter 199 Aramaki and a Smile

Why?

Not only Enel, but all the other contestants gathered at a distance were stunned for a moment.