"What are you looking at, quickly put on, they are not heavy?" Garp scolded him.
John had no choice but to put them on one by one. As soon as the three tons of weight were placed on his body, although John's legs did not tremble, his forehead began to sweat and he felt a strong pressure.
"Kettlebells are the basis for training and martial arts, you must train in this state for the training to be effective."
Garp nodded with satisfaction; if it were an ordinary person, he would not press so hard, but it was John.
Dragon carried weights with him, but this is because Dragon had been doing such exercises with him since childhood, but John for the first time.
But he knew John well enough to understand that he had the ability and a strong will, he was not afraid of injury or physical exertion, so he dared to train him like that.
"Loads on the body are the basis, the key, to speed and strength, from now on you should not practice Rokushiki."
John moved his slow arms and legs and asked, "If I don't practice Rokushiki, then what should I practice?"
"Punches and kicks."
"Practice punches and kicks?"
John looked confused, not understanding what Garp meant.
Garp said, "Punches and kicks, and then you practice it."
"Today is the first day, well let's start with 10,000 punches and 10,000 kicks, and remember, all punches must be at full force."
"Ten thousand times?"
Ten thousand punches and kicks were nothing to John, but that didn't include the weights.
But now that he was carrying three tons of weight and had to throw 10,000 punches and 10,000 kicks with all his might, it wouldn't be easy.
"Are you still standing?" Garp said.
"Fine".
John was helpless, he found himself in the thief's ship, although it was good that Garp helped him train, but was it necessary to start with such a heavy load?
"Hu, hu, hu..."
Seeing how John immediately began to practice, Garp nodded with satisfaction, after which he walked over to a nearby lounge chair and sat down on it, slowly eating the crispy cookies.
After several hundred blows, John felt his arms hurt. Without the weights, his strength would allow him to throw thousands of blows in a row without much effort.
But now, after several hundred strikes, the speed was still very slow, and his arms were already hurting, and the swing speed was getting slower and slower.
"Take your time, don't rush, you should have completed 10,000 punches by this time tomorrow, don't hurt yourself by trying to finish everything quickly."
John pretended not to hear Garp's words as he continued to swing his fists diligently, it was night and the warship was quiet, only the sound of John making alone, swinging his fists.
The other soldiers on the warship looked at John with curiosity, they had all just met him today and wanted to know how good John was, which influenced Vice Admiral Garp to start training him.
"Dragon, how long do you think he can last?"
Garp asked his son Dragon, looking at Jon who was seriously unsteady.
Without even thinking about it, Dragon directly answered: "To a state, not standing."
"Not standing? Is he that good?" Garp asked in surprise.
Dragon said, "Of all the students in the same class as me, when it comes to training, only Sakazuki can compare to John, those two are like crazy when they train."
"John is not that old, but he is more disciplined than anyone I have ever seen, I lived in the same dorm with him for a long time and rarely saw him relax, to put it bluntly, this guy seems to have paranoia of persecution, he is always trying strengthen yourself in case one day you encounter a strong opponent."
"That's interesting, stalking paranoia, who did you learn that word from?" Garp was surprised.
"From him".
Dragon nodded towards John. After spending so much time in the same dorm with John, Dragon picked up a lot of new words.
"Come on, let's go to bed, leave him here alone to train, let him rest when he's tired."
Garp yawned and went back to the cabin to sleep.
Dragon looked at Jon, who was still reeling, and turned to leave as well, now Jon had gone through what he had gone through.
The warship became quieter, and besides the fact that it was still moving, there were only a few soldiers left on deck who were sentries, the rest of the soldiers had returned to their rest, and the only one who was still occupied besides the sentries was John.
After delivering more than two thousand blows, John could no longer stand and sat down on the deck, breathing heavily.
He was too tired.
Both arms felt like they were destroyed, the pain radiated when he moved: "I can't continue training."
John looked at his hands and realized that he could not continue to train in the same spirit, otherwise something might happen to his hands.
If it was daytime, he could use photosynthesis and quickly recover his injuries and strength, but now it was night and photosynthesis was impossible, and although breathing could be restored, the recovery was not as fast as during the day.
John also did not return to his cabin, but simply lay down on the deck and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, Garp was very surprised to see John still training on deck.
"This kid is really a monster, he was already so exhausted last night, but today he started training again, is his recovery rate really that fast?"
When John ate a plant-type devil fruit, his recovery rate increased greatly, having rested for a few hours last night, combined with his body carrying out photosynthesis after the sun came out in the morning, he recovered very quickly.
After eating enough food for three people.
In the morning, John did 10,000 punches, followed by punching practice.
"Hey guys, have you noticed that this guy is clearly a lot more energetic this afternoon than he was last night, after he fought off over two thousand punches last night, he was no longer able to stand, and this morning he fought off the remaining seven thousand blows, and he's not as tired as last night."
Garp said to his second-in-command and son Dragon in surprise as he noticed the unexpected.
The deputy frowned and said, "It is indeed strange, this Lieutenant John, with his good physique and recovery speed several times faster than an ordinary person, but indeed, there is a noticeable difference between this morning and yesterday evening."
Dragon wasn't surprised, "I already knew that John is really stronger during the day than at night, I don't know exactly what's going on, but I think it has to do with his fruity powers."
Although the level of technology in this world was not very low, photosynthesis was not yet known, it was natural that they could not understand that John, being a plant, could carry out photosynthesis to quickly absorb light energy and restore himself.
"This guy is really quite a monster, I originally thought he wouldn't be able to hold out, but I didn't expect him to be better than I expected."
Carrying three tons of weight and performing a high-intensity workout was too much for an ordinary person, even if the people in this world were physically stronger and fitter, but even if they were physically fitter, there was still a limit.
John had never done this kind of training before, and Garp's idea was that he wanted John to get acquainted first and get used to it for two days, and then it should be easier for him.
But, to his surprise, John skipped the adaptation process and adapted faster than anyone else.