Pirates: The Strongest Justice

"Huh? Oh! Okay."

The blond boy was in a daze. After all, Atlas made fighting so easy, and Atlas sounded like he knew him?

"Silence·Soundproof Wall!"

The blond boy is a user with the Paramecia Silence Fruit ability. He can very well prevent the sounds in this room from attracting the attention of others. It can be said to be the best fruit for spies. No wonder he was sent out as an undercover agent later.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon." Atlas grinned arrogantly with a big white smile on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why are you so arrogant? I really thought I was sure to win Laozi."

Seeing that Atlas seemed to be serious, the arrogant young man suddenly couldn't maintain his character. If he was punished for fighting before the start of training, he would be beaten to death by his Rear Admiral father when he returned home.

Yes, what he was afraid of was not Atlas beating him, but his father's slap, because in his opinion, Atlas looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, even though he looked quite strong, But how strong can someone from a small place in East Blue be? Grouse has lived in the Grand Line since he was a child and received rigorous military training!

Soon Atlas told Grus a truth with his fists: age and strength are not linked!

shave!

Atlas dodged directly behind Grus, hoping to subdue this arrogant guy with one move.

"Iron Body!"

As the son of Rear Admiral, he will definitely know one or two of the six moves, but now Grus only knows Iron Body, which is also a relatively simple one among the six moves.

However, Gruss was horrified to find that even his Iron Body achievement, which was praised by his father, was like paper under Atlas's fist.

boom!

Gruss felt a force that he could not match coming towards him, which actually made him feel like facing his father, and then he just lay on the ground like a dog, pretending to be unconscious.

"Hey, hey, hey, if you're not dead, get up and pack my things."

Atlas had already sensed that this guy was not dizzy, so he called him up in a bad tone and put his things back in their place.

"Hey, hey, hey, boss, come here, come here, my name is Gruss, boss, what's your name?"

Gruss is also a thick-skinned guy. When he found out that he was discovered, he didn't pretend to be stunned. He jumped up from the ground in an instant, and he even shamelessly recognized Atlas as the boss.

"Just call me Atlas."

Atlas has nothing to do with such people. After all, he can't reach out to hit the smiling man.

"Ang, what's your name, kid over there?"

Atlas asked the blond young man. Atlas was obviously the youngest here, but he insisted on calling others brats in an old-fashioned way. There was no one else.

"My name is Rosinante. Also, you seem to know me. How do you know that my fruit ability can help you cover up your movements?"

Rosinante was a little shy, but still mustered up the courage to ask. He also thought that Atlas was sent by the World Government's CP agency to monitor him, so he was a little wary.

"Ah, I don't know. I just want you to help me look at the wind. Who knew that your fruit ability could just help me." Atlas explained casually.

What I was thinking was: Haha, not only do I know you, but I also know that your surname is Don Quixote, that you used to be a member of the Celestial Dragons, and that you were the adopted son of Sengoku Admiral. Two years later, you will go undercover to the Donquixote Family and stab Doflamingo in the back.

"Oh, that's how it is."

I don’t know if Rosinante believed it or not, but Atlas didn’t care about such a trivial matter.

"Brother Atlas, I'm back!"

Suddenly, the door to the dormitory was pushed open from the outside. It was Smoker.

Gruss, who had sharp ears, immediately slowed down the speed of packing things when he heard the noise. He raised his head and looked at Smoker carefully. He found that the new kid was about the same size as Atlas, but judging from the size alone, he must be the same in physical skills. Far inferior to Atlas, Grus suddenly felt that he was doing well again.

Smoker saw his roommate as soon as he opened the door and walked in. A smile appeared on his face and he introduced himself enthusiastically: "Hello! My name is Smoker. I am from the East Blue branch. I am a Logia·Smoke fruit capable person."

Upon hearing Logia, Grus and Rosinante were shocked. It turned out to be the extremely rare Logia Demon fruit power! He must be the strongest one in their session. They have never heard of any other Logia.

"But...seeing how respectful the guy named Smoker was to Atlas just now, could it be that he has already learned the weapon color?" Gruss was a little confused. Being from the Grand Line, his vision was naturally not as narrow as Smoker's. Armament Haki naturally knows.

But Grus immediately became a little depressed. He was the weakest in the entire dormitory, with two Demon fruit powers, one still difficult to deal with Logia, and a physical monster.

Fortunately, he still wanted to establish his prestige at the beginning and become the boss of the dormitory for fun. Who would have thought that now he has become the common boy in the dormitory.

"Hey! Smoker, you kid, where did you go fooling around just now?"

When Atlas saw Smoker coming back so late, he couldn't help but said Eight Trigrams.

"Hey, I met a difficult recruit and had a fight with her."

"oh!"

Hearing this, the other people in the dormitory immediately stretched out their ears. This recruit can make even Logia users find it difficult to deal with... Is this recruit training camp so scary?

Is it too late to quit now? Gruss thought sadly.

"Oh? Is it also Demon fruit power?"

Atlas asked everyone's biggest question.

"Ah, Paramecia·Cage-Cage Fruit ability user, this is what she said."

"But she still can't do anything to me!"

Smoker raised his head slightly and said proudly.

"Okay, okay, the camp will start gathering for the first time tomorrow morning. You guys go to bed early. I'll go do some extra training first."

Atlas doesn't care. With his current fighting power, he is like a human bulldozer, which can push through the entire training camp. Not to mention that his current body bones and muscle density are still increasing. As long as it is not the top level He has no fear of Logia Devil Fruit.

"Eh? Are you still going to train so late?"

Rosinante and Grus were obviously a little surprised, but Smoker looked calm. He had personally tried Atlas's training volume, and the amount of warm-up alone almost didn't make him fall down.

It can only be said that no one’s strength comes out of thin air!