Pirate’s Strongest Possession

The smile on Crocodile's face made the hearts of the three of them stunned, with a not-so-good premonition.

And then, they did suffer hellish training.

A silt pillar with a length of three meters and a diameter of about fifty centimeters, made by Crocodile, was placed in front of the three of them.

"Hold it above your head."

"Keep down and stand up five hundred times."

The indifferent words and the threat in their eyes made the three of them trembling and bending over to hug the pillar.

Although the pillar is extremely heavy, the three of them lifted it up after exerting all their strength.

This pillar is made of mud and sand, and Crocodile controls its formation. The moment the three people touch it, it will lighten or gain weight according to the strength of the three people. Its weight is just 10% higher than the limit of the three, allowing them to lift, but it can also exercise their strength.

Seeing the three of them tremblingly holding the pillars and starting to start again and again, the corners of Crocodile's mouth bend slightly.

The simple lifting of the pillar also allowed him to judge the strength of the three at the moment.

"Chaporos 300 kilograms, Daz Bonis 450 kilograms, Enel 230 kilograms."

On the surface, the three pillars are the same, but the density of sand contained in them is completely different.

After the Master reached the level of the three, Crocodile also began to plan the training intensity of the three.

"It will never make them feel better, but it can't really make them die."

This is Crocodile's standard.

According to Terrance, Crocodile is a gentle person, maybe it really is.

"Feeling death and real death are two completely different concepts."

Muttered, Crocodile stood on the deck, staring coldly at the three.

Sweat dripped from the three people's foreheads, exceeding 10% of their own limit, which is definitely not so easy to bear. At this moment, every time the three of them squatted down and stood up again, they felt the cells all over their bodies tremble, as if they were about to explode. And the muscles on the body seem to be torn.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was a loud whiplash, and Chaporos let out a howl, and a burst of bruise appeared on his right leg.

"If you want to be lazy, you have to be beaten to death by my whip first."

Crocodile sneered.

Under this life-threatening threat, Chaporos gritted his teeth, endured the pain of his whole body, and continued to work hard.

On the Logan, everyone looked at this scene with weird faces. However, they had all walked out of this hellish training at the beginning, but they would not pity these three guys.

If you want to get something, you have to give something. The world is always fair, and you get something for nothing. That is the fantasy of the weak.

Exceeding the limit of weight, the three of them screamed like crazy after only doing more than a hundred.

"You haven't reached the limit. The so-called limit is just a shackle that human beings give themselves."

Crocodile's faint voice sounded.

From here on, every time the three of them did it, they would scream frantically.

This is because of the strong body load, so that they can only vent the huge pressure by opening their mouths and shouting.

After three hours, the three of them had sat down to four hundred times.

"continue!"

Crocodile flicked the whip in his hand, with a crisp "pop", leaving a clear whip mark on all three of them. This kind of pain made the three of them howl, their whole bodies trembling.

"I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Daz Bonis, who was originally taciturn, has also been pushed to the limit, yelling loudly.

Enel's face was sweaty, and his legs were constantly swinging, but beyond the obsession of the person in front of him, his eyes burned with flames. Despite the pain, but still managed.

And Chaporos, every time he did it, he yelled at Crocodile, and then got a whip.

Gradually, Crocodile counted the number to four hundred and fifty-seven.

"boom!"

Chaporos faced the deck, his consciousness went blank, and passed out into a coma.

From the side, Nalin walked quickly to cast spells for her.

"waste."

Crocodile spit out two words coldly, then looked at the other two.

"Do you two want to be rubbish? Go on!"

Seeing the tragic situation of Chaporos, the two people took a deep breath and continued to do it.

At four hundred and eighty hits, Daz Bonis fell down with a "bang".

Crocodile just glanced faintly, without saying anything.

Enel gritted his teeth, holding back the feeling that he was about to explode, and continued to do it again and again.

By the 490th time, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead poured, and he could no longer bend over.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Roaring, Enel's consciousness urged to make his body squat down.

Crocodile squinted, knowing that Enel's limit was reached by this time.

But he didn't say anything, just staring at Enel coldly.

Perhaps it was because of Crocodile's eyes, the flames in Enel's eyes were even worse.

"I will prove to you that I can become stronger and stronger than you!"

Roaring in his heart, a tiny electric spark flashed in Enel's mind, and then the electric spark moved quickly through his nerves, reaching between his legs, giving the command to bend his legs.

"Crunch!"

The sound of bone rubbing faintly sounded, and Enel's body slowly bends.

"Four hundred and ninety-one!"

The sound that popped between his lips expressed Enel's determination not to give up.

Finally, his legs tremblingly bend down, and then stood up again wobbly.

This one squatted and stood up, and he did it for three minutes.

Then, immediately after, Enel spent fifteen minutes and did five again.

"Four hundred and ninety-five."

Crocodile squinted.

The perseverance of this kid in front of him has exceeded his expectations.

Judging it by himself, he should have fallen while doing the 450th, but until then, the opponent was still standing in front of him.

"Four hundred and ninety six!"

Enel yelled.

In the sweat of his body, tiny electric sparks finally burned. These electric sparks had a very small voltage, surrounding Enel's skin and muscles, and seemed to stimulate the potential deep in his body.

This scene made Crocodile's eyes slightly startled, who had been watching here.

"Is this lightning effective?"

It seemed to be treatment, but it was not like it. After the lightning appeared, Enel's body seemed to become stronger.

"five hundred!"

When the last one was completed, sweat gathered on the deck under Enel's feet, his eyes rolled white, he fell heavily into his sweat, and fainted severely.

"Nice kid."

After looking down at Enel in silence for five full breaths, Crocodile spit out this sentence.

On the side, Nalin walked quickly and dragged Enel down for an emergency inspection.

Luo Chen also smiled and walked over.

"Your requirements are too strict. In my opinion, the three of them are very good and have all the conditions that a strong person has."

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