The entire team was silent. Even when swallowing, they were very careful. No one dared to look at Zefa, including Foxy.
He felt like he was going to die just seconds after taking aim at 001.
Obviously Zefa doesn't exude any momentum, but it can't help but make people nervous and frightened.
This is a strong person. Even if he does not express anything deliberately, he will spread an aura involuntarily.
Foxy wasn't afraid, but felt a pang in his heart.
"Run around the playground for ten minutes."
Zefa didn't talk nonsense, he just had a sullen face.
The team was very quiet, no one moved, and Zefa just watched without saying anything.
Stunned for a moment, Foxy looked at Zefa's unsmiling face, kicked up his heels and rushed out.
It takes ten minutes to complete a ten-kilometer lap of the playground track. According to previous life standards, it would take more than an hour for people without extensive training, and even top athletes would need more than half an hour.
Ten minutes? How much does it shrink?
Although Zefa didn't say anything, anyone with any sense would know that if he didn't finish the run within the stipulated time, he would definitely need to eat extra.
And Zefa is also very cunning, he doesn't say anything about starting, he just waits.
Foxy is not stupid. In his previous life, he was insulted by the instructor during military training. He learned a lesson from his mistakes. He still remembers it fresh to this day.
So when Zefa just looked at them, Foxy used all his strength to walk away.
Everyone was stunned by Foxy's sudden movement. Then they looked at Foxy's back, and then turned to look at Zefa.
"What are you looking at? It's been a minute."
Nonchalantly, Zefa looked at these unlucky children with his hands on his shoulders.
"Teacher Zefa, you haven't started yet."
Gaspard's face turned green. This was different from his usual routine and caught him off guard.
"A bunch of idiots."
The second one to react was Hina, who also took the lead and walked away with her long legs.
"Gaspard, run!"
Drake felt cheated and ran out without saying anything.
Immediately afterwards, both Gaspard and others were wailing angrily.
"You are not allowed to use your devil fruit powers."
The sound was as loud as thunder, and Zefa warned.
Foxy, who was running at the front, looked back with pride in his eyes.
A brat is a brat. In his previous life, he grew up in various routines and had already been trained to have piercing eyes and hot wheels.
But five minutes later, Foxy was no longer calm, because he found that these guys were quickly closing the distance.
Cao Ni Ma.
Clenching his teeth, Foxy roared angrily, and his speed suddenly increased.
Seven minutes later, Foxy watched helplessly as the wild Hina passed him and gave him a sweet smile, followed by Derek, Shuzo, and Gaspard.
Not surprisingly, Foxy fell from the first step to the third step again, and he is still the blue man occupying the last place.
Ten minutes passed very quickly, and perhaps due to stimulation, Foxy actually completed it successfully.
With his hands on his knees, Foxy was sweating profusely and panting, his face looking very ugly.
Although Gaspard and others were panting a little, it was not as if he was panting like an ox.
I am far behind these guys, even the twelve-year-old Hina.
Although my body is fourteen years old, my soul has lived for 21 years. I can't even compare to these little brats. How can I survive in the future?
His left eye began to hurt again, which made Foxy a little annoyed.
"500 push-ups on the spot, start."
They only allowed everyone to breathe for three minutes, and then Zefa turned into a demon and began to torture them.
There was anger, competitiveness, and shame in Foxy's heart.
Although Foxy is usually heartless and seems very optimistic, he is no less depressed and self-respecting than anyone else.
So he gritted his teeth and lay down and started doing sit-up push-ups. 500 push-ups was still a bit difficult for him, after all, it was such a high-intensity exercise from the beginning.
At first, 100 Foxy didn't feel much, but gradually his hands felt as if they were not his own, and his whole body was tingling and it was difficult to move.
But Xiu Zuo, Drake and others next to them were doing a very powerful job.
Holding on to his body, Foxy wanted to give up several times, but looking at the children next to him, they gritted their teeth and persisted even though they were sweating profusely.
He also said that he wanted to learn the six postures, learn domineering, have plastic surgery, take revenge, and live a life of amusing birds and walking dogs. How could he do it with just this little sweat?
"I call you ancestor."
Roaring in his heart, Foxy's right eye was filled with blood, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He began to rise and fall, as if his body was not his own, and he was going to die.
Standing in front of everyone, Zefa obviously noticed Foxy's actions and showed no expression.
After finishing 500 push-ups, Zefa asked everyone to rest for five minutes, and then asked everyone to do 500 sit-ups, 500 squats, and 500 pull-ups.
There were many movements that Foxy couldn't understand. Foxy was dehydrated five times and passed out twice during the exercise. Even so, Foxy was forced to wake up by Zefa and continue to exercise.
And he scolded Foxy harshly without caring about Foxy's face.
"You have the worst physical fitness among all the people. If I were you, I would either sweat ten times a hundred times or get out.
Even Hina can do it, why can't you? She is twelve years old, you are fourteen, and the other person is a girl. If you can't persist, I can ask He to take you back.
If you want to become a truly strong person, you must be prepared to die at any time during practice, because all strong people have come this way, and how much sweat, blood and tears you shed will determine your future achievements."
Humiliation and anger, at that moment Foxy looked at Zefa with red eyes, recalling the scenes of his coming to this world in his mind. The death crisis frightened him, left him covered in bruises, and was still fresh in his memory.
Foxy didn't know how he finished it in the end, nor did he know what he had eaten or what he had soaked in. In short, he woke up in the middle of the night with a sharp pain like needles all over his body.
Through the white moonlight, Foxy sat on the bed and looked at Drake and others snoring, with a terrifyingly calm expression.
Perhaps out of habit, Foxy touched his left eye again with a cold expression.
After getting up, with a look of pain on his face, Foxy quietly walked out of the dormitory and came to the playground. He clenched his fists and looked at the crescent moon above his head. As Zefa said, it is not enough to put in twice as much effort. At least
It also takes ten times and a hundred times.
But now my body is only 14 years old, and excessive training will only be self-defeating.
Foxy did not plan to continue practicing hard just because he was stimulated, but wanted to develop Devil Fruit.
To exercise during the day and practice Devil Fruit at night, this was Foxy's plan for himself.
As for the development direction of Devil Fruit, Foxy already has an idea.
The most basic thing is to speed up the slow aperture, lengthen the slow down time and reduce the cooling time.
A strong player whose slow aperture is stronger than him will be greatly reduced, and it seems that the weapon color will also offset it.
For example, the giant ax pirate that Foxy helped Yafel kill was obviously at the same level as Yafel. Under normal circumstances, it could be delayed for seconds, but when it was shot on the armor, it only lasted for three or four seconds.
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The disadvantages are not that many.
Also refer to the flesh ball fruit and sparkling fruit.
Slowing down various damage and negative effects, or shooting out countless slow light points covering a large area at once, these are all methods.
As soon as he thought of it, Foxy began to practice, releasing the slow aperture with both hands, increasing the speed, duration and cooling.