evening.

The cold moonlight sprinkled the whole world.

In Seymour Zhiji Village, the lights of Wanjia have basically been extinguished.

Only in the ashram halfway up the mountain, the sound of the bamboo sword being split on the sword target was still heard.

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

Snapped--!

...

On the dragon head boat.

A breeze blew by.

A dark figure appeared in the shadows on the deck.

Ivankov felt the movement, looked at the shadow and complained: "It's really slow, dragon, how long do you want me to wait?"

"sorry."

Holding a child in his arms, Long came out from the shadows.

When he got closer, he saw clearly what the dragon was holding in his hand, and Ivankov asked doubtfully, "What is it in your hand?"

The other people on the boat gathered around when they heard the movement, and they were surprised when they saw the child clearly.

"It hurts so badly!"

"yes!"

"So cruel, it looks like it was bombed!"

"He needs to be treated quickly."

One of them carefully took the child from Long's hand and hurriedly sent it to the ship's doctor's room.

Everyone quickly moved out of the way.

Watching the man escort the child into the cabin, Ivankov turned his head to the dragon and asked, "Really, where have you been?"

Long turned around and said calmly, "I went to visit the celebration of the nobles of the world."

"Why did you go to that kind of place alone without telling me!"

Ivankov was taken aback.

"If you're here, it's too conspicuous,"

Long gradually walked to the side of the boat, looking at the quiet village.

"Forehead……!"

"My face, my face..."

Ivankov frantically touched his face.

Long turned around and said loudly to everyone on the deck, "We must gather our strength immediately, where is the food?"

"Food, the dojo in Murakami sent us some," Kazuo stepped forward and stood up Kaidō.

"Ok!"

Long turned his head to stare at the dojo on the mountainside in the distance, paused, and suddenly looked at the bow of the boat.

I saw a little boy appearing on the dragon head on the bow of the boat.

The boy was wearing a moon-white robe with a long knife hanging from his waist. His silver-white hair reflected the white light in the moonlight.

He just stood there quietly, with starlight still unfinished in his bright blue eyes with silver mist.

Staring at the boy's eyes that are more charming than the starry sky, Long said in a deep voice.

"Who are you?"

"What's the matter here?"

Sorata set his sights on the dragon as soon as he arrived.

Even though the other party was shrouded in a dark green coat, he still recognized the other party at a glance.

The aura as vast as the sea can't be hidden even if you want to hide it.

When the dragon looked up at him, he could see the red square tattoo on the left face of the dragon, and the light stubble on the chin.

On closer inspection, the dragon actually has no eyebrows.

The corner of Sorata's mouth curled up, and he laughed and said, "It's nothing, I just came to see off my friends."

Such a strong man is not something he can fight now, not even a single blow.

After all, reality is not a comic book, and if the gap is too large, it can really kill him in one hit, even if he cannot be injured, but it is not necessary.

He didn't pay much attention to the dragon, but looked at Ivakov.

"Hey! Little Ivan, do you want to leave without saying goodbye?"

Looking at Sorata's gaze, Ivankov asked movedly: "Little Sorata, did you come here to see us off?"

"yes!"

"Aren't we friends?"

Sorata stared at Ivankov and yelled, "A friend shouldn't leave without saying goodbye! You bastard."

"sorry."

Ivankov bent over to apologize to Sorata.

"My friends! I wish you all the best. This flower of friendship will prompt us to meet again one day."

When Ivankov straightened up, only Sorata's faint blessing was left on the scene, and he was moved to tears.

Long, with a dazed expression on his face, was stunned by the side.

It wasn't until Lightning came and told him what happened during the day that he suddenly realized.

A magical boy who can control space.

Then he turned around and shouted at everyone: "Get ready to sail, go back to Bardigo."

"Yes."

The boat was busy for a while.

...

On the roof of the Dojo Sword Gym.

Sorata stood on it for a while.

He looked at the sea, lost in thought.

The giant ship outside the port has sailed to where it should go by riding the moonlight.

On the sea level in the distance, only a small black dot remains.

Then in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared on the sea level, as if it had never been here before.

But Ivankov's cries were still faintly floating in the sea, so I knew it was not a delusion.

Sorata didn't plan to go at first, but in the end she couldn't hold back and ran to take a look.

"Monkey d. Dragon".

The leader of the revolutionary army, the number one enemy of the world government, and the real world's peak combat power.

The gap is a bit big.

He shook his head vigorously.

So what about the dragon, what about the pinnacle of the world.

He has enough confidence to surpass the opponent.

Raise your head and look at the sea, with the stars in your eyes. Now that you have seen the peak, let's move towards the peak. Isn't this the romance of One Piece's world?

…………

Time flies, time flies like an arrow, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the forest behind the Taoist temple, there was a sudden sound of weapons clashing.

Clang clang clang...! !

Looking closer, I can only see two white lights intersecting and colliding in the open space in the woods.

Sixteen-year-old Kuina is slim and tall, with long hair tied back into a ponytail with a red headband, and wearing a white tight-fitting exercise suit.

She held the knife with both hands above her head, and quickly slashed out, only to see a silver-white slash flying towards Zoro quickly.

Zoro was bare-chested, revealing his muscular body, with a green turban wrapped around his head.

He holds a long knife in each hand and another dangling from his mouth. It seems that he still has a three-sword style.

He swung his saber three times, and quickly slashed towards the flying slash.

"Ghost Slash!"

clang--!

The direction of the slash was changed, and it flew towards the sky, chopping off flying leaves all over the sky.

Taking advantage of Zoro's full body strength, Kuina quickly retracted the knife into its sheath during the stalemate, stepped on the ground with both feet, and rushed towards Zoro with a "swish".

"Shave · draw the knife and chop!"

Seeing the light of the knife in front of him, Zoro only had time to cross his swords, trying his best to block the knife.

when--!

After only a moment of stalemate, he was pushed by this force and shot towards the rear quickly, hitting a giant tree with a "boom".

Kuina made a beautiful knife with his right hand, put the knife into the sheath, and made a crisp sound.

At this time, Sorata's voice sounded from the side, "One point, so far, the winner is Kuina, ten thousand wins and zero losses."

Hearing Sorata's voice, Kuina turned around, put away her indifferent expression, and showed a smile like a flower blooming.

She walked quickly to Sorata and looked at Sorata with a smile.

Seventeen-year-old Sorata can no longer see the immaturity he once had. He always has a gentle smile on his resolute and angular face, and silver mist flows in his blue eyes.

All this made him look so handsome and masculine.

He has a strong and slender figure, and his height of 1.9 meters looks very tall.

He was wearing a moon-white robe, with Zhan Kong and a wine gourd hanging on his left waist.

One Piece World doesn't know how to drink, which is not a good thing.

The sea is too big to store fresh water for too long, so a small amount of low-alcohol rum is stored on every ship.

And due to the high demand, this kind of wine can be found on almost every island in the world.

Seeing Kuina approaching, Sorata spread the pink kimono hanging on her arm and draped it over Kuina.

The kimono is embroidered with white flowers, and it is not too beautiful to wear on Kuina, who is now over 1.7 meters tall.

Kuina looked tenderly at Sorata who was helping her tie the belt, and said softly.

"Sorata, father, they are waiting for us at the port."

"Ok!"

Sorata raised his head and met Kuina's eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his right hand to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Got to say goodbye to Zoro."

Kuina took Sorata's hand and held it in her arms.

Feeling the touch from his arm, Sorata couldn't help but sigh, and in the end he became the one he hated the most (the one he liked the most) and completed the cultivation.

Then he turned his head to look at Zoro, gloated and said, "Zoro, you lost again! Obviously you have really become stronger!"

Zoro looked at Sorata calmly, immune to such taunts.

He could sense that his physical fitness should have already surpassed Kuina, and his sword skills were not so good. He believed that he would be able to truly surpass Kuina in a short time.

Compared with Kuina, he can still see the transcendence, but Sorata, this guy, has been bottomless.

Originally, I wanted to see Sorata's true strength before he went to sea.

But this guy insisted on letting him and Kuina complete this last competition.

This is all right, I got a 10,000 defeat achievement.

"Now you are satisfied, let me see your current strength!"

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Sorata glanced at Kuina, and Kuina let go of her hands knowingly, stepped back and stood aside.

Sorata held Zhan Kong with his left hand and walked towards the open space ahead.

As he advanced, a whirlwind was created out of thin air, with him as the center, rolled up the fallen leaves all over the ground and floated around.

He stood still in the middle, bent slightly, stared at the white clouds in the sky, put his right hand on the handle of the knife, and a stream of light purple-black Haki spun around Zhan Kong. When his aura reached its peak, he quickly Cut upwards with a knife.

"God Slash!"

Then the world suddenly became quiet, and he got up, holding back his momentum, as if he had never moved.

Ding--!

At this time, the sound of the knife being sheathed broke the surrounding silence.

Only then did he see a lavender-black slash quickly slashing towards the sky.

And with unparalleled speed and strength, he cut through the clouds.

Suddenly, there was a storm, and everyone in Koshiro, who was on the port, quickly looked up at the sky.

Click -!

I saw a crack in the originally clear sky, followed by lightning and thunder, and the clouds flowed towards the crack like flowing water.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the sky.

"The sky is cracked, is it the end of the world?"

Ichiku turned his head and stared at Koshiro who was looking at the back mountain and asked in surprise: "It's Sorata!"

"Ok!"

Koshiro didn't even look back, "I've grown to this point!"

Sorata looked at Zoro who was standing there blankly, and remembered the words Hawkeye used to motivate Zoro, and suddenly said loudly to Zoro in a serious tone.

"Zoro, see yourself clearly, understand the world, become stronger! Surpass my sword, surpass me, and you will become the strongest swordsman."

Hearing Sorata's voice, Zoro came back to his senses, and stared at Sorata firmly.

"You guys wait for me at the strongest position first, from now on I will never lose again, wait for me, wait until I stand in front of you."

He has no doubt that Sorata cannot be the strongest, just as he has always firmly believed that he must be the strongest.

"it is good."

Satisfied, Sorata turned and headed towards the port with Kuina.

Without Kuina's death, would Zoro still be so determined to become Liu Zoro?

he does not know.

But today's agreement, he believes that he will be able to achieve it, because he is Zoro, Zoro who has determined the goal must be achieved.

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