The smile on Crocodile's face made the trio's heart skip a beat, and they had a bad feeling.
Following that, they were indeed subjected to hellish training.
A three-meter-long sand pillar with a diameter of about 50 centimeters was made by Crocodile and placed in front of the trio.
"Raise it above your head."
"Squat down and stand up 500 times."
The cold words and the threat in his eyes made the trio tremble and bend down to hug the pillar.
Although the pillar was extremely heavy, the trio still lifted it with all their strength.
This pillar was made of sand and sand, and Crocodile controlled its formation. At the moment when the trio touched it, the weight would be reduced or increased according to the strength of the trio. Its weight was just 10% higher than the trio's limit. It allowed them to lift it, but it also allowed them to exercise their strength.
Seeing the trio holding the pillar shakily and starting to do it again and again, Crocodile's mouth curled slightly.
The simple lifting of the pillar also allowed him to judge the strength level of the trio at the moment.
"Chapo Ross 300 kilograms, Daz Bonis 450 kilograms, and Enel 230 kilograms."
On the surface, the pillars of the trio were the same, but the density of sand grains contained in them was completely different.
After grasping the strength level of the trio, Crocodile began to plan the training intensity of the trio.
"I won't let them feel good, but I can't really let them die."
This was Crocodile's standard.
According to Terensu, Crocodile was a gentle person, maybe it was true.
"Feeling death and really dying are two completely different concepts."
Muttering, Crocodile stood on the deck and stared at the trio coldly.
Sweat dripped from the trio's forehead. 10% of their limit was definitely not easy to bear. At this moment, every time the trio squatted down and stood up again, they felt that the cells in their body were trembling as if they were about to explode. And the muscles on their body seemed to be torn apart.
"Pa!"
Suddenly, a loud whip sound came out, and Chapo Ross let out a howl, and a bruise appeared on his right leg.
"If you want to be lazy, you have to be beaten to death by my whip first."
Crocodile sneered.
Under this life-threatening situation, Chapo Ross gritted his teeth, endured the pain all over his body, and continued to work hard.
On the Uss Logan, everyone looked at this scene with strange expressions. However, they had all walked out of this hellish training back then, so they didn't pity these three fellows.
If you want to get something, you have to pay something. The world is always fair. Reaping without sowing is the fantasy of the weak.
It was a weight that exceeded the limit. However, the three of them only did about a hundred of them before they started howling like crazy.
"You haven't reached the limit yet. The so-called limit is just a shackle that humans put on themselves."
Crocodile's faint voice sounded.
From then on, every time the three of them did it, they would cry out crazily.
This was due to the enormous burden on their bodies. They could only open their mouths and roar to vent the enormous pressure.
After three hours, the three of them had already sat down four hundred times.
"Continue!"
Crocodile swung the sand whip in his hand. With a snap, a clear whip mark was left on the bodies of the three of them. The pain caused the three of them to howl in pain as their bodies trembled.
"I feel like I'm going to explode!"
Daz Bonis, who was usually a man of few words, was pushed to his limit and started shouting loudly.
Enel's face was sweating like rain, and his legs kept shaking. However, the obsession to surpass the people in front of him made his eyes burn with flames. Despite the pain, he still did it.
As for Chapo Ross, every time he did it, he had to roar and curse Crocodile, and then get whipped.
Gradually, Crocodile counted to four hundred and fifty-seven.
"Bang!"
Chapo Ross's face hit the deck, his consciousness went blank, and he fainted.
On the side, Nalin quickly walked over and cast a spell on him.
"Trash."
Crocodile spat out two words coldly, then looked at the other two.
"Do you two want to be trash? Continue! "
Seeing Chapo Ross's miserable state, the two of them took a deep breath and continued.
After four hundred and eighty times, Daz Bonis fell down with a bang.
Crocodile just glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Enel gritted his teeth, endured the feeling that his body was about to explode, and continued to do it again and again.
By the four hundred and ninetieth time, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and he could no longer bend down.
"Ahhh!"
Roaring, Enel urged his consciousness to make his body squat down.
Crocodile narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had reached Enel's limit.
However, he didn't make a sound and just stared coldly at Enel.
Perhaps feeling Crocodile's gaze, the flames in Enel's eyes burned even brighter.
"I will prove to you that I can become stronger, stronger than you!"
Roaring in his heart, Enel's mind flashed with a tiny spark, and then this spark moved quickly in his nerves, reaching between his legs, and gave the order to bend his legs.
"Creak!"
The sound of bones rubbing faintly sounded, and Enel's body slowly bent down.
"Four hundred and ninety-one!"
The sound that came out from between his lips declared Enel's determination not to give up.
Finally, his legs trembled as he bent down, and then he stood up again shakily.
He squatted down and stood up, and it took him three minutes to do so.
Then, Enel spent fifteen minutes and did five more.
"Four hundred and ninety-five."
Crocodile narrowed his eyes.
The perseverance of the boy in front of him had exceeded his expectations.
According to his judgment, he should have fallen when he did the four hundred and fiftieth, but until now, the boy was still standing in front of him.
"Four hundred and ninety-six!"
Enel roared.
In the sweat on his body, tiny electric sparks finally ignited. These electric sparks had very small voltage, and they surrounded Enel's skin and muscles, seemingly stimulating the potential deep in his body.
This scene made Crocodile, who had been watching here, slightly startled.
"This lightning has a healing effect?"
It seemed to be healing, but it didn't seem like it. After the lightning appeared, Enel's body seemed to have become stronger.
"Five hundred!"
When the last one was completed, the sweat under Enel's feet converged into a river. His eyes rolled back, and he fell heavily into his own sweat, fainting fiercely.
"Good boy."
After looking down at Enel in silence for a full five breaths, Crocodile spat out this sentence from his mouth.
On the side, Nalin quickly came forward and dragged Enel down for an emergency examination.
Lo Chen also came over with a smile.
"Your requirements are too strict. In my opinion, the three of them are very good. They have all the conditions of a strong person."
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