One Piece: Ulquiorra Template

Chapter 31: Come Travel With Me

Marine Headquarters, half a month later.

Second floor training room. Ian effortlessly lifted a massive twenty-ton weight with his right hand, coated in Armament Haki. With his physical strength hundreds, even thousands, of times greater than an ordinary human's, it wasn't a challenge.

He had also mastered the use of Armament Haki, achieving a hundred percent partial hardening, significantly boosting his strength.

Shirtless, Ian's slender frame, inherited from his Ulquiorra template, now sported a six-pack and well-defined muscles, a testament to his dedication and hard work.

Despite his 35% fusion rate, granting him exceptional strength, defense, speed, and attack power, he lacked experience and refinement in utilizing his abilities. Otherwise, possessing power without knowing how to use it would only lead to his demise.

It was all about reaction speed and control. Observation Haki and soul-sensing merely expanded his sensory perception, and Armament Haki was no different.

Ian set the weight down and stretched, taking a moment to rest. Then, he drew Shusui, holding the katana with both hands, his gaze focused.

He opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, and swiftly swung the blade towards a specialized target.

*Whoosh!* There was no surge of spiritual pressure, not even a hint of sword energy. The blade sliced through the air, cleaving the target in two.

He swung Shusui a few more times, refining his control over his sword pressure, before sheathing the katana. This was the result of his relentless training.

He had concentrated his immense spiritual pressure into a single strike, reducing its outward intensity while increasing its potency, similar to focusing Armament Haki into a specific area or narrowing the range of his Observation Haki.

This technique also had a deceptive quality, leading opponents to underestimate his strength and defense, only to be caught off guard by his true power.

While he hadn't yet reached the level of mastery described by Zoro's teacher, Koshiro, where a sword could cut through anything, even paper, he didn't consider such a concept particularly meaningful.

His power primarily stemmed from his spiritual pressure, enhanced by devouring souls. Training in Observation and Armament Haki, as well as refining his reaction speed, were merely methods for optimizing his existing abilities.

He sought to emulate Mihawk, relying on a single, powerful strike. With sufficient strength and swordsmanship, any obstacle could be overcome.

"My physical strength is now among the highest in the Vice Admiral ranks. My Haki, which scales with my strength, and my swordsmanship have also improved significantly."

A confident gleam shone in Ian's eyes as he clenched his fists, reveling in his newfound power.

The strength of Vice Admirals at Marine Headquarters varied greatly. The strongest could even hold their own against a Warlord like Doflamingo, a quasi-Admiral level fighter, while the weaker ones would be swiftly defeated.

If Gion and Chaton were considered quasi-Admiral level, then he was somewhere between a Vice Admiral and a quasi-Admiral.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Ian approached the window. From here, he could overlook the entire Marine Headquarters, a sprawling complex, particularly the massive plaza below, capable of accommodating a hundred thousand combatants.