[Flame Ring—Blue Hole!]
[Your unparalleled comprehension has allowed you to grasp and evolve this technique by observing Garp's Blue Hole!]
[A perfect fusion of Conqueror's Haki: Infusion and the Flame-Flame Fruit—one punch ignites a boundless inferno!]
Ace's eyes flickered as he read the text flashing through his mind.
A fusion of Conqueror's Haki: Infusion and the Flame-Flame Fruit?
Now that was a pleasant surprise.
Flame Ring—Blue Hole.
It was the culmination of his two greatest powers—his mastery of the Flame-Flame Fruit and the Conqueror's Haki: Infusion—combined into a single devastating technique.
On this vast sea, even among the strongest legends, those who could weaponize their Conqueror's Haki were few and far between.
And to seamlessly fuse that Haki with a Logia-type Devil Fruit? Practically unheard of.
Infusing Conqueror's Haki into tangible objects like fists and swords was already immensely difficult—let alone infusing it into elemental energy itself. The gap in difficulty between the two was immeasurable.
And so was the difference in power.
This technique might only fall short of Ittō Kasō, his ultimate move.
And with the growth potential of his Conqueror's Haki, the evolution of Flame Ring—Blue Hole had no ceiling.
It could completely surpass the limits of the Flame-Flame Fruit itself.
Ace grinned with satisfaction.
This was it. He now held a true passport to the top of the world's seas.
"Hey… Ace… You… You really learned that kind of power?"
Garp's voice came from beside him, trembling ever so slightly with disbelief.
He still couldn't quite believe it.
Ace didn't bother answering. Instead, he casually wrapped Conqueror's Haki around his pinky finger… and used it to dig in his ear.
Huh. As expected of Conqueror's Haki. Even ear-cleaning feels incredibly efficient.
"…"
Garp's jaw dropped, and for a moment, he was completely speechless.
What the hell did I just witness?
This brat—this brat actually used Conqueror's Haki: Infusion to pick his ear?!
The power countless warriors across the seas dreamed of, strived for, died chasing after—and this little bastard's using it like a cotton swab?!
Garp took a few deep breaths, then let out a long sigh and laughed bitterly.
Whatever the reason… he'd seen it with his own eyes.
Ace had mastered Conqueror's Haki: Infusion—and not just mastered it, but wielded it with a precision and ease that outshone even his own.
Even I couldn't control it with that kind of finesse…
This level of mastery… was simply absurd.
He couldn't even see where Ace's limits were anymore.
But one thing he knew for sure—Ace's future was going to surpass his own.
No! He has to become a Marine!
"Ace," Garp said, forcing a wide grin onto his face, "I've shown you Grandpa's awesome power. So, how about it? Come join the Marines with me!"
Ace raised an eyebrow, pointing at the swirl of Conqueror's Haki still dancing on his fingertip.
"So you're saying… if I joined the Marines, you'd have taught me this power?"
Garp nodded confidently.
Ace smirked. "But I already know it now, don't I?"
Another nod.
"Then why the hell would I still need to become a Marine?"
Garp nodded again… then froze.
Wait, hold on—what?!
Garp clutched at his chest, as if his heart had just skipped a beat.
Why… Why the hell did I show him Conqueror's Haki: Infusion?!
Sure, part of it was to steer Ace toward the right path. But there was more to it.
He wanted Ace to realize just how vast this ocean truly was. His journey had been too smooth so far—his talent was outrageous.
But this world was massive. Even he and Roger had faced countless defeats on their path.
If Ace could learn that early, it'd only help him.
But most of all—
Dammit! That was Conqueror's Haki: Infusion!
In Garp's eyes, even with Ace's freakish talent, there was no way he could've mastered something like that without first reaching at least Admiral candidate level.
That should've bought Garp plenty of time to guide him into the Marines.
But no—Ace was a monster.
Just one look… and he'd mastered one of the most powerful abilities on the sea.
This isn't how this was supposed to go!
"Exactly! Which is why I'm still becoming a pirate," Ace said casually, watching Garp spiral into existential crisis.
He figured he should at least try to motivate the old man.
Garp's vacation days were limited, after all—he had to make the most of them.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME, ACE?!"
Garp exploded.
If Ace became a pirate with this kind of talent, wouldn't he end up even more outrageous than his old man—Gol D. Roger?!
Unacceptable. Absolutely not!
Garp clenched his fists, wrapped them in Conqueror's Haki, and charged straight at Ace.
And just like that…
A brand-new round of "special training" began.
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