"He suddenly became the leader of the revolutionary army.”
Zhang Yang's emotions were a little complicated.
If he was caught in a relationship with Dolag, he would be finished.
Dolag's father was a naval hero. Even if he was caught, he might not die.
He was different.
As long as they were caught, the best outcome would be to be sent to the city.
To be on death row for life.
He had to become stronger, at least at the level of a general. Only then would he have the ability to resist the World Government.
As for overthrowing the world government, he could forget about it for now.
It was more like the four future emperors added together.
Don't think that the World Government is too weak. It can stand in this world for hundreds of years.
If they did not have the strength to suppress the entire world, they would not be able to do so.
With the nature of those Heavenly Dragon people, the World Government would have been destroyed 800 times already.
Five Old Stars, Navy, Army, and CP troops.
Any one of them had the ability to fight against one of the four emperors alone. It was hard to say who would win, but at least they had the capital to fight.
Not to mention that there was still the mysterious Sir Eam on the Five Old Planet.
"You have to become stronger quickly."
Zhang Yang had prepared a weight of tens of kilograms for himself.
The simplest way to improve one's physique was to squeeze out one's physical strength and train with weights to make the body's endurance quickly become stronger.
With the 30-kilogram weight tied to his body, Zhang Yang found it difficult to even move.
It took Zhang Yang half a day to get used to the pressure.
He began to quicken his pace.
The consumption of stamina was a little fast. After all, he had to carry such a heavy load from the start.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang, who was drenched in sweat and exhausted like a dog, felt that his physical strength had reached its limit.
Zhang Yang was already prepared for this. He took out the cage that he had prepared beforehand.
"With unlimited physical strength, it's not a simple matter to become stronger.”
Zhang Yang took out a tied up beast from the cage.
" Let's try the Devil Fruit's ability."
When using the Illusion Fruit's ability, one had to imagine the appearance and strength of the person being transformed.
A green-haired man with blood-red eyes appeared in Zhang Yang's mind.
Red Tooth, one of the seven top-tier Shadow Assassins of the World of Sixty-Seven.
He was proficient in the Blood Demon Technique and could absorb the power of the blood in the other party's body to recover his physical strength.
The image of Red Tooth in his mind became more and more vivid and real.
Zhang Yang could feel a strange power surging in his body. It was Red Tooth's power.
Although it was only less than 10% of his power.
Puchi.
Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide and bit down on the beast's neck with his red teeth.
The sweet taste of blood gushed out from his mouth.
Zhang Yang felt his exhausted body regain its vitality as the vitality in his blood flowed into his body.
Moreover, after absorbing the life force in the beast's blood, his physique seemed to have strengthened a little.
"Continue."
The sun was setting.
After a day of training, Zhang Yang felt that his physical strength had doubled.
The effect of the training only accounted for less than one layer. The remaining nine layers were all from the Blood Demon Grand Magic.
Although only a small portion of the power was retained each time he absorbed the blood, the effect was very obvious.
Zhang Yang was already very satisfied with the efficiency. As long as he had enough time, it was only a matter of time before he overtook Sakasugi.
He did not continue because his body had already reached the limit of strength enhancement.
He needed some time to get used to it.
"We'll continue tomorrow."
The next day, Zhang Yang was still training in the same set of weights.
"Much easier."
With the improvement of his physical fitness, the difficulty of carrying 20 to 30 kilograms of weight training had been greatly reduced.
After a day, Zhang Yang felt that his strength had increased by quite a bit.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated as the first time it doubled.
However, it was at least 70% to 80%.
The stronger he was, the slower his speed of improvement was. It was not difficult to understand. After all, the stronger he was, the less life force the same beast blood contained.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
After two weeks of intensive training, Zhang Yang could now stand under the waterfall and practice his sword swing with a 300 kg weight on his back.
Even when he carried these weights in his daily life, he did not feel much weight.
The reason why he did not change to a heavier weight was because the one he was wearing was already the heaviest weight in the inventory of the naval training base.
If he continued to increase the burden, it would affect his agility during combat and training.
"The blood of ordinary beasts has no effect on me.”
He casually threw away a giant saber-toothed tiger that he had just caught.
This behemoth, which was more than seven meters tall, was one of the overlords in the deep forest outside the training base.
Most of the elite navy soldiers in the training camp would avoid this guy.
Its seven-meter-tall body and weight were no joke. Although its movements were a little clumsy, its strength could be measured in tons.
If they were hit, ordinary navy soldiers would be crippled if not killed.
Three days ago, when he was cultivating in the forest, he met this guy. When he first met him, he was very arrogant and planned to eat him in one bite.
After being beaten up by him, she became much more obedient.
After being locked up for three days, Zhang Yang did not bother to kill him. After all, it was not easy for him to grow up.
The jungle overlord, who had one of his legs broken, ran into the forest with his tail between his legs.
This human was simply a beast. After capturing him and letting him bleed for three days, the saber-toothed tiger felt that its body had been emptied.
The humans outside were really terrifying. He didn't want to come out again.
"If I want to cultivate, the blood of ordinary wild beasts won't be able to satisfy me.”
Zhang Yang clenched his fist. With his current physique, even without the power of the Demon Fruit, a casual punch from him could carry over 10,000 kilograms of force.
In the entire elite training camp, only Sakasugi, Dolag, and Porusalino, who had the natural Devil Fruit ability, dared to say that they were stronger than him.
Normal navy soldiers had 10 points of Dao Power, while elite navy soldiers usually had 20 to 50 points of Dao Power.
The most basic requirement to enter the elite training camp was to have a Dao Power of over 500.
That was 50 times the combat strength of ordinary naval soldiers.
That was why everyone in the elite training camp was a true elite of the navy.
Any one of them could be a colonel in the headquarters, or a colonel in the Four Seas Division.
In the entire elite training camp, there were less than 1,000 people participating in the training. Most of them had Dao Power between 500 and 1,000.
There would not be more than 100 people with a Dao Power of 1000 or more.
As for 2000, there were probably less than 20 of them.
The three natural-type demon fruit aptitude users had more than 4000 points of Dao Power.
As for himself…
Zhang Yang estimated that it should be more than 3000, and it was stuck at around 3500.
There was still a big gap between them and the three Devil Fruit users, but they were already very close.
After all, Dao Power didn't represent everything.
For example, Dolag's Dao Power was 4300, but if he really fought with a navy with the same Dao Power.
Unless the other person was also a Devil Fruit user with the Nature Element, the outcome would be decided within a few minutes.
The Dao Energy Value only tested pure physical strength.
As for the additional abilities such as Domineering, Six Moves, and Demon Fruit, they were not included.
Sakasugi's punch contained 4300 Dao Power. After using the Devil's Fruit, the power of the punch remained unchanged, but the fist would be accompanied by a high temperature of over a thousand degrees.
How could it be the same?
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