“Goodbye!
A Marine with a little bit of skill!” After mocking Smoker, the twin-blade wielder decisively slashed twice in his direction.
Just as Smoker thought he was done for, a ball of flames descended from the sky and struck him directly.
[Regeneration Flames]!
Chinatsu hovered in mid-air in the form of a phoenix.
Her flames could heal others, but they could also harm them; at the same time, they could act as a protective barrier while healing—truly an omnipotent fire.
“The ‘Marine with a little bit of skill’ has been defeated.
How about letting a Marine who actually has skill fight you next?” Chinatsu finished speaking and kicked the twin-blade wielder, sending him flying nearly a hundred meters away on the spot.
“Smoker, you step back.
I’ll handle this.” “Rear Admiral Chinatsu, this guy is strong!” “Don’t worry, I couldn’t possibly lose to such a boring opponent.” Chinatsu’s tone was extremely casual.
Smoker was stunned for a moment.
What did she mean by “such a boring opponent”?
I was just defeated by an opponent of this level, sigh.
I’ve been offended again…
Of course, Chinatsu wasn’t trying to mock Smoker; to her, it really was just “such a boring opponent.” The twin-blade wielder slowly crawled up from the ground, looking disheveled after being hit by Chinatsu’s kick.
However, he refused to accept it, believing he had only been ambushed.
If they fought head-on, he couldn’t possibly lose to a girl like Chinatsu.
“You only ambushed me once, you’re really arrogant!” the twin-blade wielder said through gritted teeth, mocking her.
Chinatsu just smiled faintly.
Whether she was “arrogant” or not, there was no need to say more; it would be clear in a moment.
Seeing Chinatsu’s calm and composed expression, as if everything was already settled, the twin-blade wielder gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and rushed toward Chinatsu.
[Tiger Tooth · Turbulence]!
The twin-blade wielder unleashed his ultimate sword technique.
However, this ultimate technique…
Chinatsu really couldn’t see what made it an “ultimate” technique; it was just faster and crazier than before.
Compared to Zoro’s “Three Thousand Worlds,” it was simply too ordinary.
The twin-blade wielder’s blades left dozens of wounds on Chinatsu’s body.
Smoker, standing behind her, watched this scene with wide eyes.
Chinatsu, was she hit?!
Yes, she was hit.
But unfortunately…
Chinatsu’s body ignited with blood-red flames.
These were the Regeneration Flames; activating these flames meant she had already entered her Mythical Beast form.
The damage the twin-blade wielder had inflicted on her was being repaired by the flames at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was incredibly easy.
One had to know that Chinatsu often used the Regeneration Flames to withstand Zephyr’s iron fists.
“Hmm…
Can you not even use Armament Haki?
Slashes relying purely on Devil Fruit Ability?
Sorry, you’re not just a boring opponent; you are a very boring opponent.” Chinatsu gazed calmly at the twin-blade wielder in front of her.
At this moment, the man was so scared that his hands, legs, and blades were all trembling.
“You, you’re also a Devil Fruit user?!” “Obviously.
But to fight you, I don’t actually need to use my ability.” Chinatsu finished speaking and exited her Mythical Beast form.
She slowly raised her fist.
“Armament Haki · Coating.” Chinatsu’s fist was coated in a layer of Armament Haki, and then she swung it at the man in front of her.
The twin-blade wielder hurriedly crossed his blades to defend.
The Armament-coated fist and the twin blades collided.
There was no intense clash at all; the blades shattered almost instantly.
Chinatsu’s fist slammed violently into the man’s face, knocking his front teeth out.
Bang!!!
The twin-blade wielder spun seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, landed with a thud on the ground, and was knocked unconscious on the spot.
That was all there was to him.
After all, he was just a guy who could only mess around in the first half of the Grand Line.
Chinatsu had originally thought he would at least know Armament Haki, but she didn’t expect him to not know it at all.
That was truly pathetic.
Chinatsu clapped her hands, signaling that the job was done.
She turned around to look at Smoker behind her.
Smoker had already bandaged his wounds, but his eyes had clearly lost much of their luster; it looked like he had been hit hard by Chinatsu’s actions.
That made sense.
The opponent he had lost to had been easily defeated by an 11-year-old girl.
Smoker was a Marine elite, so his self-esteem must have been damaged.
“Ahem, Smoker, you’re actually not weak.
I believe that if you had known the opponent’s ability from the start, you definitely wouldn’t have lost to a guy like that.” “Rear Admiral Chinatsu, you don’t need to comfort me.
I’ve already made a plan.” “Hmm?
What plan?” “I’m also planning to eat a Devil Fruit.” Smoker had thought it through.
He would also eat a Devil Fruit.
Although Zephyr had taught him at Marineford and warned him not to rely too much on Devil Fruits, it had to be said that Devil Fruits were the fastest way to become stronger.
There was a saying: Haki determines the upper limit of one’s strength, while the development of a Devil Fruit determines the lower limit.
Although this saying wasn’t absolutely accurate, it still illustrated the importance of Devil Fruits.
Chinatsu didn’t interfere with Smoker’s decision.
But Smoker eating a fruit…
uh, it wouldn’t be the Smoke-Smoke Fruit, known as the Logia with the weakest attack power, would it…
The Smoke-Smoke Fruit.
Well, if developed well, it wouldn’t actually be that weak.
“Then I’m heading out.” Chinatsu looked at Smoker, slightly awkwardly extended a finger pointing into the distance, and said.
“Cleaning up is my job anyway.” Smoker nodded, and after speaking, he walked straight toward the twin-blade pirate.
Watching Smoker like this, Chinatsu understood that she must have inadvertently altered the plot of the original timeline again.
Now, if Luffy still set sail and arrived at Loguetown in nine years, he would likely encounter a “White Hunter · Smoker” who was far more terrifying than before…
But that was not something Chinatsu wanted to worry about.
Right now, she just wanted to return to her Foosha Village and have a nice vacation and rest.
Who knew when Zephyr’s NEO Organization would be established?
It was at least nine years away from the original story, but with Chinatsu’s involvement, there was no doubt that this progress would be deliberately accelerated by Zephyr.
There wouldn’t be many years left to rest properly, so she should hurry up and enjoy herself while she could.
Holding this mindset, Chinatsu walked step by step toward the port of Foosha Village, boarded her Marine warship, and leisurely returned to Foosha Village.
But just on the way back to Foosha Village, Chinatsu was leaning against the deck of the warship, admiring the beautiful scenery of the sea.
As she was admiring it, a very, very, very, very small wooden boat suddenly squeezed into her line of sight, and a man with a very ridiculously large sword on his back was sitting on it…