Two rings filled with a fatal poison
have been implanted around Jojo's neck and heart.
Neither can be removed.
Before the rings dissolve and the poison is released,
Jojo must defeat the powerful Wamuu in order to secure the antidote.
VENICE, ITALY
What was I thinking?
When I said I needed a month, I only meant it as a bluff.
I didn't think he'd take me seriously. I should have said I needed a year.
A tip for you, Jojo.
Quit screwing around and act like a man.
We need to think of something, and fast.
I know. This is how I think.
But there really isn't any point in me thinking about this too hard.
If we do that, we'll realize just how much trouble we both are in here.
Once you're done with your thinking freak-out,
I want you to pay close attention to what I'm about to do here.
The water's suspended midair!
Jojo, catch.
Try to keep the water in the glass like that.
Easy. I can do that, no sweat.
Here's what you did wrong.
The strength of your Hamon is pretty much equivalent to mine,
but you waste a lot of your power,
because you release it from the palm of your hand.
And thus, you can't control the water.
However, when I hold the water,
I release Hamon from the tip of one of my fingers, a single point.
That method allows me to focus my energy, making it easy to control the water.
Scattering Hamon everywhere the way you do just disperses your energy.
Think of it like using a squirt gun with its smaller hole,
rather than an open water hose, capisce?
You're naturally gifted, Jojo,
but you need a lot of work to get your Hamon under control.
I brought you to Venice to meet my mentor, but it's going to be a grind.
"Effort" and "Work" are probably my least two favorite words
in the English language.
31 DAYS UNTIL THE RINGS DISSOLVE
CHAPTER 16: LISA LISA, HAMON COACH
Venice, huh?
I thought this was pretty much a tourist town.
What's a Hamon master doing in a place like this?
Excuse me!
Do you know Air Supplena Island, and how long it takes to get there?
Gondolier, did you hear me?
How is he standing on that oar like that?
I don't think I like this, not one bit.
The hell?
You asked for it.
I have no idea who you are, but I'm going to make you pay for that.
You're gonna wish you never met me.
At least he can control his Hamon
well enough to stand on water. That's a start.
-A woman. -Is that you, Coach?
She goes by the name of Lisa Lisa.
Nobody knows her true name, her place of origin,
where she studied, or how she mastered the art of Hamon.
She will be Jojo's coach for as long as it takes
or at least for the next month.
Well, well. Don't think that I'll forgive you
for hitting me in the face with that oar.
Just because you're a girl,
doesn't mean that I won't give you what you deserve.
You should just be happy that you impressed me
with your initial display of skills.
Walking on water, when you obviously lack proper training,
is quite an accomplishment.
However...
if you truly wish to master Hamon in a month,
you must be prepared to die for it!
She-- she's using the oar as a high bar.
What is this?
Joseph Joestar, from this moment forward,
you will be wearing that breathing correction apparatus
until I say otherwise.
-I can't breathe. -Not without proper rhythm, you can't.
However, with proper breath control, you'll have no problem.
If you do not maintain proper breath control,
then, yes, the mask will eventually suffocate you, so, focus.
Learn to master your breath,
and you'll be running marathons while wearing it.
Are you crazy? Get this damn thing off my face right--
I-- I can't breathe.
You do realize your training has already begun.
You can take the mask off for meals
and whenever you need to brush your teeth.
Jojo, don't make it hard on yourself.
Just keep your rhythm and pretend that it's Halloween.
-I'm gonna get you, lady. -And one more thing before I forget,
so we're both on the same page.
I did not accept the responsibility of training you
just so you can save your own skin.
I am forging a squad of warriors capable of annihilating our enemies.
You-- You witch.
Careful. You want another go-round with her?
I would never hit a woman.
It's always a pleasure, Caesar.
And you, Jojo, welcome to Venice.
You can't help but respect her Hamon skills,
but good luck finding anyone who would ever marry her.
Even if she is kinda cute.
Bow when she leaves!
Are you kidding me? Italy's most transparent playboy
wants me to be polite to that little witch?
Watch your tongue, Jojo. I respect her like my own mother.
Show her the same respect. I'm warning you.
Air Supplena Island...
is about 30 minutes Northeast of Venice by boat.
Its mysterious air is a stark contrast to the City of Canals,
but it possesses a dark beauty
that seems to be a perfect fit for Lisa Lisa.
This is your new training ground, Jojo.
I have claimed that entire island as my home.
So, this is where I'll have to die for my Hamon training.
We'll just see about that.
So, I see.
I'm glad you're safe and my grandson, too.
I don't know if I've ever been happier.
Hey, if you mention one word about those stupid poison rings to granny,
I'll beat you senseless.
It would do no good telling her anything.
No sense wasting any more of my time.
I hope you're ready for the Hell Climb Pillar!
-Wait. Seriously? -What's the big deal?
But-- But, coach, you know that I haven't even made an attempt
on Hell Climb Pillar, right?
Do you really intend for us to start on this?
So many have died on Hell Climb Pillar. I've heard countless stories.
Stories that may or may not be true.
If you fail, you have no place here.
Hello. Would somebody care to clue me in on what's going on?
This hell pillar thing doesn't really look all that tall.
Well, from up here, it's really more deep than tall.
Coach, wait! Please don't do this!
What the hell is this?
-Oil. -This pillar is covered in flowing oil.
It's 24 meters to the top of the pillar, and you may only use your hands to climb.
There is no other way out.
If you can't find a way to climb back, you'll die down there.
But that's impossible.
There's no way that anyone could climb up that pillar.
30 DAYS UNTIL THE RINGS DISSOLVE
Jojo and Caesar must now overcome
the most grueling of all Hamon endurance tests,
the Hell Climb Pillar.
This is really bad.
I can barely cling to the pillar,
and moving my fingers even a little bit is so exhausting.
If I were to fall now,
I wouldn't have anything left to start climbing again.
But I can't think like that right now.
Otherwise, Jojo and I, will both starve to death down here.
Jojo! The longer you stay in that muck, the harder it will be to climb out.
Now focus, and--
No. I must stay focused on myself.
I can't get distracted, not even for a second.
This is ridiculous! I just got here!
That smug witch knows I'm not strong enough
to climb this stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid thing! It's not fair!
Just who the hell does she think she is, anyway, throwing us down this hole?
There's no way I could possibly respect her after this.
I've always been patient when it comes to women,
but she'd better start praying that I never make it out of here alive.
Bloody hell.
So, this idiotic pillar claimed the lives of a lot of trainees, is that right?
Maybe they were all just too dimwitted to come up with a creative solution.
Using anything but Hamon is an insult to the pillar and your training.
The Hell Climb Pillar only accepts Hamon.
It refuses anything else, so don't ever forget that.
Wait! Come back, Lisa Lisa! I mean, Coach!
Y-- you wouldn't really leave me down here to rot
just because I don't have enough power to climb out of here, would you?
I mean, it's my first day. This is just some kind of test, right?
To teach me humility? You'll pull me out later, right? Right?
Her eyes are like ice. She really means it.
She's just going to let me die down here.
Curse her. What gives her the right to do this?
The fact that she's so damn beautiful
just makes me even more furious about this whole thing!
Twenty-eight hours later,
Caesar is at 15 meters, while Jojo is at zero meters.
The rings will now dissolve in 28 days.
I'm pretty sure we've been in here overnight,
and Caesar still has a long way to go up that pillar.
I should be focusing on myself,
but I can tell that he's really struggling.
His fingers look like they're about to come loose.
If-- If he loses that grip, he's going to come sliding down.
His Hamon looks like it's about to run out.
Caesar, focus!
He looks like he's about to fall again. He's hanging by his fingertips.
Caesar!
Wait a second. Is that how he's been climbing this entire time?
By using just his fingertips like that?
He wasn't about to fall off at all. He was just...
Think of it like using a squirt gun with its smaller hole...
That's-- That's it! It totally makes sense now.
Consider this Hamon mystery solved.
Let's see how this works.
I did it. It's working. My Hamon is sticking to the pillar.
All this time, I had my hands flat.
I was trying to use them to support my weight,
when, in fact, it's the opposite that works.
Focused Hamon concentrated into the fingertips
is where the true strength lies.
What a simple little trick. I've got it now.
All I have to do from here on up is just climb
and plot my revenge on that so-called Hamon coach.
Jojo's got it. Good for him.
Another 24 hours have passed.
Caesar is now at 18 meters, and Jojo is at 16 meters.
The rings will dissolve in exactly 27 days.
Oh, boy. Now I can see why Caesar
started to slow down so much once he got to this point.
The pillar begins curving outwards here as it goes up.
This is where things are going to get tough.
The pillar is as unforgiving as that damn Lisa Lisa.
It is now three hours later.
Caesar is at 19 meters, Jojo at 18 meters.
Oh, is that a...
Yes, it is. It's a crack,
and it should be just big enough for my fingers.
Thank goodness. Time for a well-earned break here.
I can't believe my luck.
Things are finally starting to look up for me.
What was that? It felt like some kind of switch.
-Did you feel that, Jojo? What's going on? -What the-- Oh, no.
The Hell Climb Pillar only accepts Hamon. It refuses anything else.
Watch out! Something's happening!
Not good. I must have tripped some sort of booby trap.
This just went from difficult to impossible.
How in the world are we supposed to scale this thing now?
An impenetrable sheet of oil shoots out of the pillar
at a deadly speed, near the 20 meter mark.
That stream is so highly pressurized that it can cut like a razor.
What? Stop looking at me like that.
It was an accident. You can't be mad at me.
Look, I'm sorry, okay? I was just trying to rest for a second.
I did what any other sane person would have done.
Whatever madman designed this diabolical thing
set that up as a trap.
I wasn't giving you a look of blame, Jojo. I was giving you one of concern.
I'm not even sure if I can focus my Hamon
enough to get through that oil in one piece.
There is one way up!
What the...
He's sticking to the pillar with his feet.
Caesar!
Hamon to attract and repel.
My Hamon is now focused through my feet to keep me on the pillar
and in my hands to protect me as I break through the oil.
I must stay focused
to control the two opposing types of Hamon simultaneously.
I did it.
I hate to say it, but Jojo isn't even close
to being able to control two types of Hamon at once.
There's no way he can get through that.
That-- that was amazing.
I'm glad Caesar was able to find his way through the oil somehow,
but there's no way I can pull off a Hamon stunt like that.
Nine hours later...
...he's done it. Caesar reaches the top after 61 hours.
Please, Coach. Jojo can't make it through that.
You've got to turn off the oil for him.
The man has no patience at all.
He'll undoubtedly try some stupid do-or-die stunt
any second now, and he'll fail.
Well, I know that hanging around like this won't get me anywhere.
You've got to turn that oil off.
If he tries to break through it, the oil will end up cutting him in half.
And even if he's just blasted to the ground,
he'll end up starving to death down there.
Coach, please!
To hell with it!
I'll make it or die trying. Here goes nothing!
Jojo, don't! Just stay right where you are!
I can use the strength of my Hamon to get me out of this, too.
Jojo!
Look at that. I don't believe it.
He's using his Hamon to slide along the plane of the oil sheet.
The oil loses its speed the farther it shoots out.
I'll have to launch from here!
He actually used the momentum of the oil to whip himself up and over the top of it.
He didn't fall. In fact, it looks like he's made it up a whole three meters.
I've never seen anyone ascend the Hell Climb Pillar like that before.
He did it by turning his weakness into a strength.
That was quite clever.
I-- I made it.
Kind of, anyway. I'm on the wall but it's not over yet.
This overhang here is even worse
than the one that was on the pillar down below.
I don't have anything left.
I've just got one more meter to go, damn it.
I-- I can't control my breathing any longer.
I'm slipping. No!
C-- Caesar.
Let me set the record straight. I was not mad at you earlier, Jojo.
I'm sorry. Forgive me, Coach,
but I just couldn't let Jojo go down like that.
I suppose I understand, Caesar,
although I'm surprised you have any strength left yourself.
Oh, I forgot.
I could really use your other arm here. Don't let me go! Caesar!
JOJO REACHES THE TOP IN 61 HOURS NINE MINUTES
Ten seconds later and after saying, "Don't let me go," another 13 times,
Jojo reaches the top.
Hello again, Coach. I bet you thought I was done, huh?
I want you to know
that while I was clinging to that pillar for dear life,
I had time to think to myself,
"How should I exact my revenge upon that witch?
Should I challenge her to a duel?
Or maybe I should just squeeze her nose until she cries."
That's interesting. I didn't think Jojo would be the type
that would hold a grudge like that.
So which will it be, Coach?
I-- I'm doing it.
I'm really doing it. I'm holding the water in the cup when it's upside down.
That's great. In only three excruciating days,
he's improved his Hamon control.
Jojo's inherent talent is incredible.
But coach Lisa Lisa's Hamon training is even more so.
Forgive me, Coach.
Please, I'll do whatever you say.
You've got to give me more training, I beg you. Please.
You'll see what I can do. I'll overcome anything.
Well, that was pretty quick.
I didn't think you'd be able to hold a grudge for very long.
Oh, don't worry, Jojo. I've got plenty more for you.
I will train you into the ground.
Your next three weeks here are going to make the Hell Climb Pillar
look like a cakewalk.
Who the hell do you think you are, sneaking up on me like that?
-Who-- Who are these guys? -He's made the water move like pudding.
I would like for you to meet two of my finest servants.
These men will be your new instructors. Say hello to Messina and Loggs.
I-- I can't even imagine how to do that.
Would you like to learn, then?
Didn't you hear me ask if you wanted to learn how to do this?
Yes, of course I did.
Learning from you would be an honor.
Well, fine then.
Come closer, take a look, and I'll show you what's going on.
Why do you chumps want Hamon training?
No matter. From here on out, we're gonna...
-forge you into real men! -Forge you into real men!
Strengthen your breath. How can your muscles be strong
if what supports them is weak as a butterfly?
You must be able to take ten full breaths in a single second.
This sucks!
You will inhale for ten minutes and then exhale for ten minutes.
The mask doesn't come off until then.
Really? You guys are insane!
Seven days remain until the rings dissolve.
NEXT EPISODE
I'm afraid it's necessary for a final examination.
-The solution is finding more power. -Deep down, he's worth having as a friend.
-Horrible. Unnatural! -I just can't take it!
CHAPTER 17: THE DEEPER PLAN