In Zephyr's words, if there is no accident, when this group of people is around thirty-five years old, they should all be Marine Vice Admiral. At the same time, the implication is that the three of them will become the new Marine Admiral in the future. But in this regard, Aizen is not very interested. Compared with Marine Admiral, all he needs is a relatively suitable environment to make himself stronger slowly. In the days of the elite camp, almost every day Zephyr will customize the training standard that is just at the limit to hone them. After training every day, they used up the last bit of energy in their bodies, and went back to the room to lie down and sleep, and they didn't even have the energy to take a bath. Fortunately, the accommodation conditions in the elite camp are not too bad, everyone has a single room, otherwise the smell would probably make many people unable to sleep. But under such devilish training, everyone's improvement speed is quite obvious. Especially Aizen, the speed of improvement can be said to be extremely fast, not only the physical strength is stronger, but also the Reiatsu in the body has doubled. Every day after exhausting training, Aizen would go back to his room and continue to improve Reiatsu silently. For some unknown reason, when his body was extremely exhausted, his mind became more focused, and Reiatsu recovered faster.
And every day, you can directly use meditation to improve Reiatsu instead of sleep, and the effect is particularly good. So that every night Zephyr exhausted everyone, and when everyone woke up the next day, they seemed to be wilting, but Aizen was an exception. Every morning is so full of energy that even Sakazuki and Polusalino think he's a monster. The only thing that troubles Aizen is that his strange system has never responded, and he has no way to obtain the mysterious points on it. To be honest, he is quite envious of the things sold on the system. Among them, the manufacturing method of Zanpakutō is the most important for the current Aizen. But there has been no feedback from the system, and Aizen can only wait slowly. Just like that, time flies by. After one year passed, there were quite a few twenty-seven people in the elite battalion, and they all endured the hard work of the year. After getting along for a year, Aizen also memorized some lesser-known names in the original work. Flying Squirrel, Stolo Berry, Huoshaoshan, Dauberman, Ghost Spider, Jonathan... These are among the top-notch groups in the elite camp, and everyone has good strength. It has to be said that the first elite camp was indeed the peak session taught by Zephyr. "Finally, today is not such an annoying training session. Speaking of which, I will go to sea in the afternoon. How about you, Sakazuki, look a little happier? We can finally get out of this ghostly place." Kizaru, dressed in casual clothes and wearing a knitted hat, walked over lazily with a cigarette in his mouth. Normally, he wouldn't dare to imagine this casual attire now. "That's what I said, but you, Polusalino, are too laid back." Before Sakazuki could reply, Aizen who was on the side couldn't help complaining when he saw Polusalino's outfit. Although they don't need to train today, they will go out to sea for internship in the afternoon, and what they will face will be those terrifying pirates from New World.
"It's okay, it's just a bunch of insignificant guys." Polusalino looked completely indifferent. "Indeed, it's been a year." Sakazuki pressed his Marine cap, then suddenly turned to look at the two people around him. "Speaking of which, the three of us haven't had a formal match yet." In Sakazuki's eyes, a trace of fighting spirit was ignited. There was no such opportunity to raise it before, and now everyone is free. Sakazuki also wants to see how far the two people beside him have grown. "Forget it, I'm not that interested. Both of us are Logia capable users, and our attributes have no relationship between superiors and subordinates. If we fight for ten days and a half months, we won't be able to tell the winner. We still have to go to sea in the afternoon. .” Polusalino looked uninterested, and it was not in his nature to like this kind of fight. "snort!" Sakazuki snorted coldly, although Kizaru's strength was recognized by him, but this character made him feel very uncomfortable. Then, Sakazuki turned his attention to Aizen. But to be honest, he no longer had too much expectation in his heart. Compared to Polusalino, he felt that Aizen was less likely to compete with himself. This guy has the character of a good old man. During the year in the elite camp, everyone is a hot-tempered young man, so it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps. But Aizen is the only exception. His good-natured personality has won him a good impression from everyone in the elite camp. He is like a social butterfly. No matter who it is, Aizen can have a good chat with him. "Alright then, since Polusalino is unwilling, how about we have a little competition?" Just when Sakazuki had given up any hope in his heart, Aizen's words made him stunned. This made Sakazuki turn his head directly, staring blankly at Aizen. "Don't stare at me with that kind of eyes. It's just that I also want to see how far my strength has grown." Aizen shrugged slightly, looking relaxed. However, Aizen's casual appearance, in Sakazuki's view, seems to be to satisfy his desire to fight, so he said so deliberately. This also made Sakazuki a little embarrassed. "But let me set the rules first! Otherwise, it's really like Polusalino said, we won't be able to tell the result after fighting for days and nights." "On the No. 6 training ground, the two of us have no restrictions on fighting at will. Whoever gets kicked out of the training ground first, or has Bloodline on his body, will lose." "no problem!" Sakazuki responded immediately.