One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

One year, especially at Zhang Yang's current age, often changes the most.

Compared with a year ago, Zhang Yang now seems to be more mature. Although he is only thirteen years old, he seems to be about the same age as a fourteen or five year old boy, plus an adult in his twenties. Human psychology makes Zhang Yang look like he doesn't have the immature breath of his peers. Thanks to more than a year of exercise, he has become an extremely strong body, and has a handsome face in his own right. He is completely a handsome man!

However, this is only a superficial change, and the inner change is even greater.

During the year, Zhang Yang was not just exercising his body, the four basic abilities of Reiatsu and Reaper, Slashing Fist and Going Ghosts, did not fall. He practiced tirelessly every day, and now he has achieved Reiatsu alone. Although the level of the seat official is an ordinary low seat official, don’t forget that Zhang Yang and the captain’s thousands of years of slashing the fist and moving the ghost, plus these, now Zhang Yang does not know how much his strength has reached.

But only one thing is certain, and that is that the strength of the present is absolutely different from a year ago.

In addition, during the past year, nothing major happened in the college. The training that should be trained, the meal that should be eaten and sleep, at most, the people in the academy are almost used to publicizing and always training on the playground by themselves. The academy instructor who doesn't want to make trouble with Zhang Yang is the one who already knows Zhang Yang.

As for what happened outside, Zhang Yang didn't know it.

"After training, the effect doesn't seem to be great anymore. Why don't you find Zefa and plan some new training..."

Leaping frogs carrying the barbell, Zhang Yang glanced at the freshmen who were arranging the test floor, and muttered in his heart.

The training that Zefa arranged for him a year ago can now be easily completed. He also tried to increase the intensity of the training, but it seemed that the effect was not as obvious as before, so he wondered whether or not to let Zefa give it again. He arranges training.

After another frog jump, Zhang Yang threw the barbell casually, sat down in the shade of the big tree next to the playground, wiped off his sweat, took a few sips of water from the water bottle on the side, and looked at the new students who were testing. , Couldn't help but smile, and remembered the scene when he first came in.

Time flies!

With a sigh, Zhang Yang was stunned suddenly, then shook his head, when did he become so whistling.

"Sure enough, the egg hurts..."

After a few funny mutters, Zhang Yang walked to the teaching building, and the black-clothed man looking at the elevator saw Zhang Yang as if he had been used to it. Before Zhang Yang could speak, he opened the elevator door and let Zhang Yang walk in.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor.

However, as soon as the elevator door opened, Zhang Yang couldn't help but froze. In the large classroom, everyone was fighting with bare hands and became a ball. Various painful shouts and low voices continued to sound, which seemed to be lively. extraordinary.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a black shadow flew towards Zhang Yang, without any hesitation, Zhang Yang kicked out without hesitation.

"Ouch……"

With a scream, the figure was directly kicked to the ground by Zhang Yang, and he got up in embarrassment, staring at Zhang Yang and shouted: "Zhang Yang, you bastard, look at people before kicking! It's me! Bastille!"

"Well, I know it's you!"

Zhang Yang looked like I knew it for a long time. He glanced at Tina, who was also embarrassed in the crowd, but still drank and fought, and said strangely: "What is this doing?"

"What else can you do? Mess! Those **** actually started so hard!" Bastille cursed, rubbing his sore waist. He looked much more mature than he was a year ago.

"Melee?"

Zhang Yang looked at the crowd that had become a group. Everyone was relentlessly attacking the people around. Tina's situation was not so good. After all, her strength was not that great on the fifth floor, especially when she could only use it. In the case of fists and feet.

Fortunately, because he can only use his fists and feet, although it hurts when he is beaten, they are only minor injuries and harmless.

"Teacher came over, don't say anything, grandma is a leg, I want to take revenge!"

Bastille suddenly shrank his neck and said, then screamed and rushed in again.

Zhang Yang looked aside and saw Zefa walking towards him.

"What's wrong? Something?"

Zefa asked Zhang Yang while watching the situation of the melee.

Over the past year, there has been no sense of surveillance and temptation. As the two continue to get along, the relationship between the two has improved a lot, and it feels like a teacher and a friend.

This surprised the Bastille and the others. After all, they were most afraid of Zefa. However, Zefa’s attitude towards publicity was completely different from that of them. They were surprised but surprised, but they were still very self-aware. Other floors did not. Yes, but most people on the fifth floor know that Zhang Yang is very strong, and the strong are treated as the strong, which they can't envy.

Now Zhang Yang, although not many people know about other floors, he is indeed the first person on the fifth floor!

Although, there are still a few people who refuse to agree!

"Yeah! I feel that the training effect has not been great recently. Would you like to arrange another training plan for me?" Zhang Yang looked at Zefa.

Hearing that, Zefa turned his head to look at Zhang Yang, did not answer, but shook his head: "I really don't understand you more and more. Other people come here to learn all kinds of fighting skills and experience, but you are better off. , Don’t want anything except exercise."

"Uh... it varies from person to person, it varies from person to person..."

Zhang Yang scratched his head and smiled. He can't say that I have the memory of the captain, and I don't need to learn naval combat skills at all!

And looking at Zhang Yang, who didn’t want to explain anything, Zefa didn’t ask more, but groaned, and continued: “Physical exercise is not always unlimited. Physical condition, training intensity, and age are all. There is a connection. At your current age, exercising to this level is already the limit. If you continue, it will only exceed your body's load and cause irreversible damage to your body."

"You mean, I don't need to continue exercising now, but let the body grow slowly through the excessive time?" Zhang Yang frowned and said.

"Roughly the same!"

Zefa nodded and said, "To tell the truth, in my opinion, you should go out and practice instead of staying in the Naval Academy. There are many powerful people in the sea, no matter how genius, if there is no training, at best. It can only be used as a decoration. If you can go out and practice, your strength will definitely grow faster than staying here now!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang was stunned, and then moved somewhat.

To be honest, he is also very longing for the outside world, but because of his lack of strength before, he chose to join the Navy to grow steadily. Although his strength is not that strong, it is enough to protect himself.

What's more, from a certain aspect, the **** of death also needs to be constantly stronger through battle. As Zefa said, if he can go out and practice, his strength may really grow even more.

"I will consider..." Zhang Yang thought for a while.

"Well, just think about it yourself, and you can take a good rest this time!"

Zefa nodded, and then thought of something, and said to Zhang Yang: "By the way, don't forget to gather at the playground in the afternoon. You are also a student on the fifth floor, and you have to participate in this year's academy's moral strength assessment."

"Academy moral strength assessment?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. ..