With Whitebeard’s approval, Vista nodded heavily.
He took a deep breath, solemnly drew out the two rapiers he carried, and adopted an offensive stance.
Shiki, on the other hand, stood lazily in place, not moving at all, not even bothering to lift a hand.
Vista steeled his heart and charged forward with his swords!
“Swish swish swish—”
Under Vista’s full power, his dual swords danced into an impenetrable blur.
The sound of blades cutting through the air was incessant, but Shiki didn’t make a move; he just held his cigar, constantly dodging, turning his head, arching his back…
Vista couldn’t even touch a single strand of his long, golden hair dragging on the ground!
“Damn it, are you just going to keep dodging like this?”
Vista gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
Although he knew he was no match for Shiki, being played for a fool made him furious.
Shiki held a wooden sword, picking his nose with his pinky, and said nonchalantly, “Is this all you’ve got?
Too weak!”
After speaking, he flicked away the booger and gripped the two wooden swords with both hands.
His entire being instantly transformed, hair and beard flying wildly, like a drawn sword, exuding a sharp aura.
Just facing this aura, Vista trembled all over, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Although he didn’t use any Haki, simply standing there, he was like an ancient beast opening its crimson eyes.
Vista’s heart pounded, and cold sweat dripped from his sword-gripping hands.
This guy is so strong!
But—
No matter how strong the opponent, one must draw their sword!
Damn it!
Vista gritted his teeth, his figure instantly flashed into the sky, and he swung his dual swords fiercely.
Streaks of red sword energy burst from the blades, interweaving like dancing red petals, slowly drifting down.
“Two-Sword Style: Rose Rhapsody!”
In the blink of an eye, these rose petals suddenly accelerated, densely shooting towards Shiki.
“Interesting.”
As Vista made his move, Shiki calmly lit a cigar, and amidst the curling smoke, the appreciation in his eyes grew more intense.
He raised the wooden sword in his hand and casually swung it, sending out a slash.
That seemingly casual slash instantly shredded the incoming rose petals, and the slash, undiminished in power, continued its menacing trajectory towards Vista.
“Hey hey, is Shiki really this serious playing with kids?”
John took a swig of wine, saying as if watching a show.
“A pirate crew isn’t child’s play!”
Wang Zhi spoke with a sinister tone, his tongue flicking like a snake’s.
The other cruel crew members also had excited looks in their eyes.
After all, during long voyages, there were too few entertainments to be found!
…The incoming slash grew larger and larger in Vista’s eyes—
“Is this the end?
Damn it!”
He crossed his rapiers in front of his chest, taking the full force of the slash.
Instantly, Vista’s figure was blasted away like a cannonball.
The terrifying force split the skin between his thumb and forefinger; was he no match for a casual slash?
Damn it!
He was still too weak!
How could he be his father’s strongest sword like this!
Tears streamed from his eyes…
The imagined sound of falling into the water didn’t come; instead, he crashed into a broad, warm chest.
He opened his eyes and saw his father’s familiar golden hair and white beard, with a gentle smile on his lips. This story is hosted at g.com.
“Gurararara!
Kid, you still have a long way to go!”
After speaking, Whitebeard gently placed Vista on the deck.
Golden Lion glanced at Vista and suddenly said, “Kid, Two-Sword Style isn’t as simple as having an extra sword!”
“Two-Sword Style needs to achieve an effect where 1+1 is greater than 2!”
After speaking, he threw the wooden sword over, and with his long hair dragging, he left without looking back.
“Damn it!
He actually hurt Vista!”
Marco ran over, clenching his fist in anger, his eyes full of ill will.
Jozu also stood by, his face full of fury, staring intently at Shiki’s retreating back, his fists cracking as he clenched them.
“Gurararara!
It’s alright!
It’s not often you get special training from Shiki!”
Whitebeard ruffled Vista’s hair, looking at Shiki’s receding figure, and comforted him with a smile…
Inside the cabin.
Whitebeard watched Marco and Jozu clumsily tending to Vista’s injuries.
With a thought, a faintly glowing white capsule appeared from the system backpack into his broad hand.
Name: <Active Regeneration Capsule>
Quality: White
Effect: Accelerates wound healing, recovers minor external injuries within 30 minutes (efficacy halved for penetrating wounds and fractures)
“Hiss—gently, are you two trying to kill me with pain?”
Vista grimaced and complained, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
During Shiki’s “special training” just now, Vista’s hand had split open, faintly oozing blood.
Marco rolled his eyes and grumbled, “Who told you to stubbornly take that move?
It’s lucky you didn’t break any bones!”
He complained verbally, but his movements became a little lighter.
Jozu clumsily tied the bandage, but accidentally pulled too hard, causing Vista to yelp in pain again.
Just then, Whitebeard walked over, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.
“Hey, Vista, eat this, and your injuries will heal quickly!”
Whitebeard smiled and handed the item to Vista, who swallowed it without any hesitation.
Marco and Jozu exchanged confused glances—they had never seen such a glowing medicine.
Was it medicine their father had gotten at some point?
However, they didn’t suspect too much and turned to look at Vista again.
Jozu asked in a deep voice, “Vista, how do you feel?”
“I feel very comfortable!”
Vista raised his faintly bleeding hands, feeling the capsule radiating a warm and gentle power within his body.
The warm sensation flowed throughout his body, finally converging in his hands.
A tingling sensation came from his hands.
He tried clenching them; the imagined pain didn’t come.
He twisted his wrist again; there was only a slight ache, the oozing blood had long stopped, and the wound was recovering at a visible speed.
He felt that his injuries would be fully recovered in no time.
“Father, this medicine is amazing!”
Vista’s eyes gleamed, and he excitedly hugged Newgate’s leg, looking at him gratefully.
“You actually used such precious medicine on me!”
Vista’s eyes reddened; such a miraculous medicine surely wouldn’t be cheap!
His father was truly too good to him!
“This…
this is too amazing!” Marco’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Gurararara, it’s good that you’re alright!”
Whitebeard patted Vista’s head, smiling as he looked at Marco and Jozu.
“You two brats must also train hard!
Don’t be afraid of getting hurt!”
“This kind of medicine must be rare, right?
We’ll be careful during training from now on.”
Marco said with concern.
“Idiots!”
Newgate deliberately put on a stern face,
“Precisely because it’s rare, it should be used on you!”
“Listen, kids!”
He squatted down, looking at the three little ones, “Don’t be timid because you’re afraid of getting hurt.
With your father here, you can go out and conquer!”
“Okay!”
The three little ones nodded heavily, a determined light flashing in their eyes.
On the panel, the intimacy and loyalty of the three little ones quietly increased by a few points…
In the azure sky, a figure flew backward, tearing through the clouds.
Garp felt his body’s speed slowly decreasing, with a slight tendency to fall.
He stretched comfortably, pulling out a Vivre Card from his pocket.
After confirming his direction, he grinned, stabilized his body, and alternated between Moonwalk and Soru.
With continuous rapid advancements, the familiar dog-head battleship soon appeared before his eyes.
Garp landed heavily on the deck, the terrifying impact causing the full-speed warship to momentarily jolt.
“Enemy attack!”
“Is it a sea king?!”
The terrified Marines drew their swords and raised their guns, only to see a familiar figure standing on the deck.
“Wahahahaha!
Miss me, kids!”
The entire battleship instantly erupted!
“It’s…
Mr.
Garp!”
“Great!
It’s so good that you’re alright!”
“Mr.
Garp, did you defeat the Rocks Pirates?”
…The Marines on the entire ship swarmed him.
A young Marine noticed the scars on Garp’s chest and shouted, “Doctor, treat Mr.
Garp’s wounds!”
“No, first bring me meat, I’m starving to death right now!”
…Soon, several dainty medical Marines treated Garp’s injuries, while Garp shoved large bone-in meat into his mouth, one after another.
“Mr.
Garp, how did you…
return?”
Bogart had intended to ask how he had escaped, but realized it was inappropriate and quickly rephrased.
But before he could finish speaking, Garp, holding the large bone, tilted his neck, his snot bubble fluctuating with his breathing, and fell soundly asleep…
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