The Greatest Disgrace in Marine History-Chapter 154 - 56: Learned It at First Glance!?

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Chapter 154 - 56: Learned It at First Glance!?

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Half an hour had passed, and Zephyr had just finished going over the core mechanics and introductory training of Rokushiki.

After answering the students' many questions one by one, he wiped the sweat from his face and smiled.

"From here on out, it's your self-study period. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask this old man."

The Marines all nodded in unison. They scattered across the training grounds, reflecting intently on the key points Zephyr had explained, then began attempting to practice Rokushiki.

For them, though the techniques of Rokushiki were all designed to help break through the limits of the human body, not everyone trained the same way. Most would focus on mastering one or two forms first, depending on their own strengths and abilities.

Take Dalmatian, for example—a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user. He leaned heavily into Soru and Shigan—techniques centered on sudden bursts and high-speed piercing attacks, which perfectly complemented the speed and claw penetration of his Dog-Dog Fruit.

Meanwhile, officers like Doberman and Yamakaji, both skilled swordsmen, focused more on Tekkai, Rankyaku, and Soru.

Tekkai boosted their defensive resilience in close quarters; Rankyaku, on the other hand, was incredibly similar in nature to flying sword slashes—perfect for blade users. And Soru, of course, was universally valued for its sheer utility and explosiveness.

Without exception, Soru was a foundational technique that every Marine prioritized.

As for Darren, who had already surpassed human limits and achieved a superhuman physique—he trained all six techniques simultaneously.

He moved to an open space nearby and faced a humanoid stone target. Gradually, he closed his eyes, centering himself.

He replayed Zephyr's explanation in his mind, opening up every sensory channel in his body and fine-tuning his muscle control.

The principle behind Shigan was to channel the entirety of one's power into a single point. Since true strength came from the legs, Darren subtly adjusted the angle of his boots, anchoring himself like iron nails into the ground.

He sharpened his focus, mentally tracing the activation of each muscle, each bone.

Power rose from his feet to the pelvis. The spine had to stay firm and steady. His whole body twisted like a coil—shoulders, arms, and finally—

A breeze swept across the field. The sun blazed down mercilessly.

But Darren's mind was calm. Utterly still.

Then—

His eyes snapped open, a razor-sharp glint flashing within.

With a low shout—

He unleashed all the power he had gathered into a single point on his finger, and thrust!

Shigan!

BOOM!!

The stone dummy exploded with a loud crack, dust and gravel bursting outward from a deep hole at the center.

Darren slowly exhaled, the tension draining from his body. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Turns out... Rokushiki's not as hard to learn as I imagined."

But as he thought about it, it made sense. His body—strength, explosiveness, stamina, and skeletal structure—had long surpassed the standards Rokushiki was based on. It was only natural that he could master it with ease.

As he looked up, he was met with the sight of dozens of Marines staring at him with their mouths agape.

"What's with you guys?"

Darren raised a brow, puzzled.

"Darren..."

"You..."

"You mastered Shigan in one try!?"

Everyone, including Doberman and the others, stared at the gaping hole in the target, utterly stunned.

"It's not that complicated," Darren replied with a grin. "Just focus all your power into a single point. Anyone can do it."

Their expressions screamed doubt.

Only a monster like you would call that simple...

"Hahaha! Then let me give it a shot!!"

Kuzan stepped forward, eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I'm not letting you get ahead of me, Darren!!"

He strode confidently to another target and took a deep breath, fully focused.

Everyone's eyes locked on him.

"Shigan!"

With a sharp shout, his finger lashed out like a cannon.

THUNK!

Dust flew. A finger-sized hole appeared at the center of the stone dummy.

"Hahahaha! I did it!! Darren, did you see that!?"

Kuzan turned toward Darren, face beaming.

He... really did it!?

The onlookers were in an uproar inside, eyes wide with disbelief.

The difficulty of mastering Rokushiki wasn't low—even many high-ranking officers at Marine Headquarters could only learn one or two forms, using them as tools to push past certain physical limits.

They had heard of stories—legends, really—of freakish talents who could learn Rokushiki just by watching it a few times.

But now that it was happening right in front of their eyes...

It still felt impossible to believe!

That Darren had mastered it? Sure—it was shocking, but not incomprehensible. After all, Darren's strength spoke for itself.

But Kuzan!?

What terrifying talent...

Even Darren's eyes narrowed in astonishment. He felt a stir of emotion watching Kuzan's performance.

Far off on a beach chair, Zephyr exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes shining with pride.

"He really lives up to the 'monster' title..."

"Kuzan's pace is already on par with Sakazuki and Borsalino back in their day."

"Let me try too!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

The crowd turned to see Tokikake stepping forward, hands on his hips.

He hadn't enjoyed being completely overshadowed by Darren and Kuzan, and now wanted to reclaim some of the spotlight.

Everyone watched in silence as Tokikake walked up to the dummy.

No way... did he also master Shigan this quickly?

Feeling all eyes on him—especially Gion's—Tokikake couldn't help but feel a little smug.

Shigan, huh?

Can't be that hard, right?

Striking a pose he thought looked cool, he inhaled deeply.

Just like Darren and Kuzan, he lashed out with his finger toward the center of the target.

CRACK!

A sharp, horrible sound rang out.

"TSSSSSS!!"

Everyone simultaneously winced.

The stone dummy stood untouched. But Tokikake's finger... was now bent 90 degrees backwards.

Several Marines involuntarily pulled their own hands away, their faces twitching in sympathy.

Tokikake's face turned ghostly pale—but he quickly composed himself.

Calmly, he clasped his hands behind his back to hide the injury and said with a deadpan expression:

"Hmph. Just loosening the joints. Haven't moved in a while."

Everyone: "..."

Zephyr groaned and covered his face in agony.

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To be continued...