One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

Yang Ming, with his sharp eyes, naturally noticed the changes in the Warring States Marshal immediately.

He sat casually opposite the Warring States Marshal, showing no signs of being a prisoner being interrogated, but rather as relaxed as ever.

"Reporting to the Marshal, I led the Bladepoint Squad to destroy Doflamingo's key human trafficking base in Water 7, and also killed Spandam, the CP9 commander who was Doflamingo's protector. What crime have I committed?"

A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes behind the round mirror, and the Warring States Marshal listened to Yang Ming's rebuttal with some satisfaction.

If Yang Ming were a reckless brute like Garp, perhaps Marshal Sengoku would have to consider a different approach.

The Warring States Marshal pulled out a wanted list, slammed it on the table, and said:

"After extensive consultations, the World Government is willing to give you a chance to redeem yourself."

"Arrest Doflamingo, and the World Government will wipe the slate clean of what you did before."

Chapter 35 The purpose of life is not to exist, but to burn.

Navy Headquarters.

A figure knelt outside Akainu's office door for an entire night.

Wherever there are people, there will be a world of its own.

The navy brings together some of the world's most capable and battle-hardened individuals, and due to differences in background and experience, it naturally divides into factions of varying sizes.

Jonathan and Sakazuki Akainu are from the same hometown and were soldiers who enlisted in the same batch. No matter how much Jonathan denies it, in the eyes of others, Jonathan is inevitably branded as a member of Akainu's faction.

The office door slowly opened, and Sakazuki, the Red Dog, sat expressionlessly on the tatami mat. In the candlelight, with his back to Jonathan, he said:

"It's late now, you should go home."

Jonathan banged his head on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"Please, for the sake of our past friendship, put in a good word for the World Government and have Captain Yang Ming's mission to capture the Heavenly Yaksha rescinded!"

"Captain Yang Ming is still young, and capturing the Heavenly Yaksha is simply an impossible task for him!"

A man's knees are worth gold, and a man's tears are not easily shed.

But for Yang Ming, whom he had only known for two months, Jonathan was willing to give up his dignity!

The friendship between men can sometimes be just that incredible. (Reading by La)

Sakazuki Akainu knew Jonathan's personality well. The fact that Jonathan preferred to remain unknown at the bottom of the Navy for many years rather than use his connections to ask for a position was a testament to his fierce nature.

Having long heard that Garp had trained an outstanding disciple, Sakazuki Akainu hadn't paid much attention at first, but now he remembered the disciple's name.

Doflamingo is a Celestial Dragon.

Akainu Sakazuki's cold, hard voice came from inside the room, and his face was sometimes in the light and sometimes in the flickering candlelight.

“Jonathan, you’re a smart man. You should know that things are very complicated here, and you can’t handle it.”

Jonathan's body trembled, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Doflamingo's true identity is no secret to those in power, but it is a little-known secret to the outside world.

At that moment, Jonathan recalled the strange behavior of Chief Instructor Zephyr during this voyage, and how behind their destruction of Water Seven's important human trafficking base, there seemed to be unseen dangers lurking.

The World Government, the Navy, and Doflamingo are engaged in an unseen power struggle.

Whether by design or not, Captain Yang Ming became the pawn that shifted the balance of power.

Jonathan was intelligent and quickly figured out the truth behind this series of events.

"There are people in the Celestial Dragons who don't want Doflamingo to come back."

A bead of cold sweat, the size of a bean, seeped from Jonathan's forehead.

When the Celestial Dragons are involved, one of the most powerful people in the world, no one can remain indifferent.

Spring has passed and summer has arrived, with the sun blazing down.

On the naval academy's parade ground, a group of cadets are carrying 500-pound tortoise shells on their backs, struggling to do frog jump training on the grass.

More than three months have passed since Yang Ming returned to Marine Headquarters. The injuries he sustained in his battle with Rob Lucci have healed, and he has also regained his freedom after taking on the mission of capturing Doflamingo.

Of course, the Marine Headquarters would not send Yang Ming on a mission that would inevitably lead to his death. Even if some people in the World Government tried to do so, Garp and Chief Instructor Zephyr would not agree to it.

Amidst the squabbles of these important figures, Yang Ming was given the opportunity to return to the naval academy for further training, allowing him to grow significantly.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ming opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a breath of stale air.

The Breath of Flame and the Six Treasures Immortal Thief were constantly in operation. The heart, lungs, large intestine, small intestine, stomach, triple burner, bladder, and gallbladder were constantly and slightly trembling, and the vital energy permeated the limbs and meridians.

The vibrant superhuman cells and gourmet cells in his blood flowed rapidly through the blood vessels, subtly strengthening Yang Ming's body at the cellular level.

Such a complex array of abilities, under the control of the dragon bloodline, were systematically added to Yang Ming's physical body, constructing a body system that appeared extremely complex to outsiders.

If a surgeon were to dissect Yang Ming's body, they would discover that the complexity of his internal structure is even more astonishing than that of a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user, enough to be published in the most authoritative professional journals and become one of the world's unsolved mysteries.

Despite carrying a 500-pound tortoise shell on his back, Yang Ming remained calm and composed, his body appearing heavy yet actually light, easily completing one hundred laps of frog jump training.

The other trainees felt their leg muscles spasming violently, and their knees felt like they were being broken, burning with pain, making it almost impossible for them to stand up straight.

When they saw Yang Ming jumping around as if nothing had happened, and even casually lifting a thousand-pound dumbbell for strength training during their breaks, they were all immediately amazed.

Is the captain a monster?

"I've heard that the current Four Emperors, Big Mom Charlotte Linlin and Kaido of the Beasts, possessed superhuman physiques when they were young. Could it be that the Captain will also become a terrifying being like the Four Emperors?"

"hiss!"

Upon realizing this, all the students gasped.

Although the elite squad had been disbanded for some time, Yang Ming had earned everyone's respect, and they still addressed him as their captain.

Holding one end of a dumbbell with each of his ten fingers, he rhythmically lifted it up and down. Sweat soaked through Yang Ming's clothes, and the outline of his muscles was clearly visible on his arms, with prominent veins.

Seeing the others standing there dumbfounded, Chief Instructor Zefa couldn't help but curse them in exasperation:

"You bunch of brats are the worst class of students I've ever taught!"

"What are you all standing there for? Get up and start training right now!"

Amidst cries of pain, the trainees had no choice but to drag their weary bodies to their feet and join the weightlifting training.

Physique, strength, and agility—these are the training directions that the naval academy has established since its inception.

No student graduating from a naval academy would have any obvious deficiency in this regard.

Chief Instructor Zefa beckoned to Yang Ming and said solemnly:

"Yang Ming, are you sure you want to graduate early?"

"Do you know that once you graduate from the naval academy, you will be required to carry out the mission of capturing Doflamingo, the Heavenly Demon?"

Upon hearing this, everyone perked up their ears during their training breaks.

Yang Ming put down the dumbbells in his hands. The feeling of strength in his arms made him realize that his growth in the peaceful environment had reached a bottleneck, and it would be difficult to make any breakthroughs through daily training.

He walked up to Chief Instructor Zefa.

After these days of training, Yang Ming has grown much taller, now reaching the chest of Chief Instructor Zefa. He is much taller and stronger than other boys his age, with incredibly well-defined muscles beneath his olive-colored skin.

“Professor Zephyr, this is a decision I have made after careful consideration.”

Several veins bulged on Chief Instructor Zefa's forehead, twisting into a grid pattern.

"You brat, can't you understand human language?" Chief Instructor Zephyr practically spat out the words through gritted teeth, saying, "Do you know how much effort I put in to get you into the Naval Academy? I even whipped up the Air Marshal's beard!"

"I know."

Yang Ming's calm tone gave Chief Instructor Zefa the feeling of punching cotton, which was extremely unpleasant.

Chief Instructor Zefa took a deep breath, calming his volatile emotions. He gave Yang Ming a thorough look, making sure he wasn't joking, and then said:

"Graduating early is possible, but I'm warning you upfront: your graduation exam will be ten times harder than a normal graduation exam!"

"Would you be willing to do that?"

"willing!"

"Very good, you've got guts!" Chief Instructor Zephyr grinned. "The more I look at you, the more you resemble that old bastard Garp. That stubbornness is truly inherited from the same lineage. In that case, you can go to Impel Down, the deep-sea prison! If you've got the guts, then break into the sixth basement level of the deep-sea prison for me!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar.

Impel Down, the deep-sea prison, is known as the world's largest prison.

Located in the Calm Belt of the first half of the Grand Line, it forms a triangular position with the Marine Headquarters, facing each other from afar, and its defensive forces are exceptionally strong.

The deep-sea prison houses serious criminals from all over the world. It has six floors in total, with the most vicious prisoners held on the lower floors. Each floor is guarded by a large number of monster guards and monitored by video Den Den Mushi (snail communication devices). Outside the prison, large numbers of sea kings roam and patrol the seabed.

Therefore, Impel Down, the deep-sea prison, is known as an "impregnable fortress"!

Although the trainees understood that Chief Instructor Zefa was trying to retain Yang Ming in this way, they still felt that the difficulty of this graduation exam was really outrageous!

"Captain, just give up. If you can just stay at the naval academy for another six months, you'll graduate normally. There's no need to choose such a difficult graduation exam!"

"A place like Impel Down, the deep-sea prison, would probably be a dead end even for a naval admiral, right?"

"Captain, please think it over!"

Everyone tried to dissuade Yang Ming from doing something foolish, especially Smoker and his group of five.

They were well aware of how difficult Yang Ming's journey had been, and naturally did not want this rising star of the navy to die prematurely.

Seeing this, Chief Instructor Zefa's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

His gaze fell on Yang Ming, and he thought to himself:

"You little rascal, you must be scared now, right?"

Under the watchful eyes of many, Yang Ming had unknowingly gathered a group of righteous and vibrant young people around him.

They are like the rising sun, destined to shine brightly in the future.

"Sometimes, I've wondered what the meaning of life really is."

"The purpose of life is not to exist, but to burn. Only by burning can we create light, even if it is only for a moment."

Yang Ming raised his hand high above his head, his five fingers spread as if he could touch the blazing sun in the sky.