“It really is the bone age of an eleven-year-old, but your bone density…
I can’t believe it.
How can this be the bones of an eleven-year-old female?
The hardness surpasses that of males.
Ordinary females cannot reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but you, perhaps you can!” Genzo reached out and felt Chinatsu’s hand bones.
Human bones do not lie; just by touching her hand, Genzo determined that Chinatsu was not lying and was truly only eleven years old.
However, Chinatsu’s bone quality was so superior that even men would be envious, and this quality was innate, not something that could be achieved through later training.
Genzo gazed at Chinatsu as if he were seeing a sparkling diamond.
Watching this scene, Zoro couldn’t help but frown.
His lifelong rival and childhood friend, Kuina, was a female, and her swordsmanship was so superb that Zoro had never defeated her once.
But Kuina was, after all, a female.
As she aged, a female’s body would gradually become unable to adapt to high-intensity swordsmanship training.
Kuina had shed tears in front of Zoro many times because of this.
The one who told Kuina this was none other than her father, who was also Zoro’s master, Genzo.
And now, Genzo was saying that the young girl before him had a talent that Kuina lacked, saying she could reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
This made Zoro feel insulted, and he also felt it was unfair to the “deceased” Kuina.
“Master, I will take my leave now.” Zoro stomped out of the dojo in a temper.
At this moment, he only wanted to finish his apprenticeship quickly, take Kuina’s memento, the “wado ichimonji,” and set sail to become the world’s greatest swordsman.
Watching Zoro leave, Genzo didn’t pay much attention.
After chatting with Chinatsu outside for a few moments, he invited her into the interior of the dojo.
At this time, the other students of the dojo had long since left.
Only Zoro practiced the most diligently, which was why he was the last to leave.
Arriving inside the dojo, Genzo stopped wasting words with Chinatsu.
Behind his glasses, his eyes revealed a serious expression.
“What is your identity?
I can sense that even if you didn’t practice swordsmanship, just using your other abilities, I would not be your match.
How can an eleven-year-old child have such strong power?” Genzo asked seriously.
Did he use Observation Haki?
Chinatsu was not surprised.
She had come precisely because she deduced that Genzo was a strong fighter, and coming from Wano Country, how could he not know Two-color Haki?
“Marine, Rear Admiral, Chinatsu.” Chinatsu replied indifferently.
Genzo’s expression froze for a moment, but it quickly softened.
He didn’t usually read news about the Marines, but some time ago, he had heard from some apprentices in the dojo that the Marines had recently produced a young Rear Admiral.
Genzo had assumed this “young” person was around 20 years old; he hadn’t expected her to be only 11.
How do the Marines teach their people?
Producing a monster at eleven years old?
“Why do you want to learn swordsmanship?” “To master my sword.” As she spoke, Chinatsu took out her swords—two Cursed Swords and one Famous Sword.
Looking at these swords, Genzo’s pupils trembled slightly.
They were actually Cursed Swords, and two of them at that…
“No wonder…
Do you want to control the Cursed Swords?
I might not be able to help you, but I will teach you earnestly.” “You are willing to teach me?” “Such an outstanding ‘raw gem,’ and you came personally to this remote corner to find me.
As a swordsmanship teacher, if I were unwilling, that would be too impolite,” Genzo replied with a smile.
Just then, a series of footsteps suddenly came from somewhere in the dojo.
Although Chinatsu’s Observation Haki was not fully active, this sound…
even if Chinatsu didn’t have Observation Haki, she probably could have heard it with her ears alone.
Before the owner of the footsteps appeared in their line of sight, Chinatsu and Genzo turned their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.
About seven or eight seconds passed, and a young girl ran over.
She was holding a wooden sword, biting her lip, and staring fixedly at Chinatsu with both eyes.
This person was none other than Genzo’s daughter, Kuina.
Looking at Kuina, Chinatsu couldn’t help but be stunned.
She had calculated the timeline when she arrived.
Kuina died at 11, Zoro was two years younger than Kuina, and Zoro was two years older than Luffy.
Never mind now, even when Chinatsu first transmigrated back, Kuina should have already passed away.
Sure enough…
Kuina hasn’t been dead from the very beginning, right?
In the original work, Kuina’s death was from falling down the stairs.
Although life is always full of this or that little mistake, for a swordsmanship genius like Kuina to die in such a way was truly too absurd.
“Kuina!” “Father!
I heard everything you said!
This person can reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, right!
You, I want to challenge you!” Kuina bit her lip, tears rolling in her eyes that could spill out at any moment.
She wanted to defeat Chinatsu to gain Genzo’s recognition, and she also wanted to convince herself that even as a girl, she could reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
“Kuina, you are being unreasonable.” “No, Mr.
Genzo, let her have a match with me.” Chinatsu waved her hand at Genzo, a serious look appearing in her eyes.
She had encountered similar things before she transmigrated, so she could deeply feel Kuina’s mood at this moment.
And at this time, this emotion absolutely could not continue to be suppressed; she had to find a way to let it out.
Chinatsu picked up a wooden practice sword from the side and walked step by step toward the center of the dojo.
This year, Chinatsu was 11, Luffy was 8, Zoro was 10, and Kuina was 12.
Looking at their ages, Kuina was even one year older than Chinatsu.
And in terms of swordsmanship training, Kuina far exceeded Chinatsu, after all, she had started training since she was little.
But Chinatsu understood that this battle was already over; it was her victory.
Kuina’s heart was in chaos.
Kuina gripped the wooden sword with both hands, biting her lip, gazing solemnly at Chinatsu opposite her.
I cannot lose, I cannot lose.
I have never lost among boys of the same age, let alone girls of the same age.
Kuina was too eager for victory.
She stepped forward and rushed rapidly toward Chinatsu.
A frontal attack!
Chop!
Turn!
Lift!
Slash!
Sharp swordsmanship.
Without a doubt, if this combo landed on a peer, they would definitely fall on the spot.
It was just a pity that Chinatsu was not an ordinary person.
Even without using Two-color Haki, through the systematic training of the Marines and her own special physique, Chinatsu’s dynamic vision and motor reaction nerves supported the foundation of her swordsmanship.
Every one of Kuina’s sword strikes was steadily blocked by Chinatsu, like a 360-degree shield with no blind spots.
Kuina’s “sword” appeared so dull.
“I will not lose, I, will not lose, I must, I must be able to…” Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of piercing through the air rang out.
Kuina’s sword was deflected by Chinatsu, flying into the air…