Chapter 68: The Legend of the Bare-Bottomed Pirate

Above the dock of Shimotsuki Village, a roar that was wildly cool, arrogant, and full of pride suddenly exploded.

Almost in the next second.

Saint Saint Saiwen's figure materialized above the dock amidst electric currents, looking at the battle-damaged figure ahead, who had a massive ship's helm on his head and stood on two famous swords.

"Yo, Shichibukai."

On the deck of the Donghai Dihuang, the entire Morning Star Pirates had already assembled; Mihawk and Master Tenghu had also flown into the air, hovering on Saint Saint Saiwen's left and right sides.

The three main forces gathered.

Seeing this, Shichibukai not only showed no unusual emotion but, with a cigar in his mouth, wore a smile of sizing up a junior on his lips.

"White-haired brat..."

Shichibukai intended to act like an elder, putting on airs of a senior to suppress the other, but he hadn't expected that Saint Saint Saiwen, without a word, had already drawn his sword from its sheath.

"Brothers, get him."

Not only did they come running late to make noise and disturb people's rest, but they also spoke with a tone of arrogance, acting as if they were the number one in the world.

So what if he's a legendary pirate?

Since he seeks death, I'll grant it to him.

Three flying slashes were unleashed simultaneously, pushing Shichibukai back; immediately after, Saint Saint Saiwen fired an Electromagnetic Railgun to follow up.

A dazzling beam of light poured down, illuminating the dock's night sky.

Before Shichibukai could even react, he was struck again by the heavy blow of the Electromagnetic Railgun.

After two shots from the Electromagnetic Railgun, Shichibukai's entire fur and clothes were burned to ash, his eyes filled with deep confusion and shock.

What?

At least let me finish speaking first.

Shichibukai felt offended; just as his legs prepared to release a technique, he suddenly felt a chill, while Saint Saint Saiwen and Mihawk were already attacking from both sides with their swords drawn.

Under normal circumstances, Mihawk would never attack in numbers against a single opponent, but tonight he had just entered his dreams when Shichibukai's loud roar woke him.

His morning grumpiness was so intense it was almost tangible.

Only Master Tenghu remained hovering in place; sensing the captain's and Mihawk's anger, he sheathed his sword, Gambler.

"This old man is one step too slow again."

How hard is it to find someone to spar with?

In the South Blue, before Master Tenghu could even speak, Mihawk had already proposed a duel with the captain.

It was also in the South Blue when the Marine Hero Garp attacked, yet he seemed not to see him at all, passing directly by the Donghai Dihuang to attack the captain.

Tonight, he was preempted again.

Master Tenghu sighed, slowly descended to the deck, and comforted the young Robin and others who had been woken up.

"It's alright."

"Leave it to the captain and Mihawk to handle."

Jin Ni looked at the enemy in the distance, who was being beaten back step by step by the two captains, as if she were dreaming.

Back in God Valley, how spirited Shichibukai had been when he looted the treasure chest; now he was being suppressed by the two captains, unable to find an opportunity to escape.

Even his clothes were stripped away by the captain, turning him into a legendary pirate with bare buttocks...

"White-haired brat..."

Shichibukai just opened his mouth to try and ease the tension, but the words he shouted made Saint Saint Saiwen's assault become even more fierce.

"White my ass."

"Do you think you can call me 'white-haired brat'? Do you really think it's still your era, old man?"

Although there was a suspicion of attacking in numbers and the young bullying the old and weak, it didn't matter; facing an enemy daring to invade, there was no need for too many formalities.

If you dare to come, you must be prepared to die.

Do you really think I have a good temper? I am a pirate, a pirate who kills without blinking.

Moreover, for someone who has lost their dreams, living is also a torment; rather than letting Shichibukai end up defeated by Luffy's Gear Third, it is better to let this guy find relief sooner.

Once we find a way to obtain the Op-Op Fruit, we will send Shichibukai down below to accompany Captain Luo Jie.

So the captain won't feel lonely alone.

The violent commotion at the dock drew Shimotsuki Kozaburo and Shimotsuki Kozaburo's father and son from the Mengxiang Yixin Dojo in Shimotsuki Village; the father and son watched the three fighting from afar and instinctively gripped the swords at their waists.

A battle between three great swordsmen was very rare.

Only Shichibukai, for some reason, was naked, which looked a bit hard on the eyes.

For every swordsman, this battle could be called a tremendous opportunity; whether one could learn anything was secondary; the main point was to broaden one's horizons.

Just like a person sitting in a well looking at the sky, they will never know how big the sky truly is.

Those who have never witnessed the peak will never know how magnificent the peak truly is.

"The legendary pirate Shichibukai, the captain of the Morning Star Pirates, Thunder God Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, and the first mate, Hawk Eyes Joraqer Mihawk."

"How did a dispute arise between them?"

Shimotsuki Kozaburo stroked his beard.

"Perhaps it is a continuation of the battle between the Flying Pirates and Luo Jie's Pirates; it seems that five years ago, both sides fought a fierce battle in the Edwar Sea..."

"Go quickly and tell the villagers not to approach."

"Yes, Father."

Shimotsuki Kozaburo turned and left, gathering the Mengxiang Yixin Dojo students to block the villagers who had come to watch the spectacle.

This is not something to watch.

It is both hard on the eyes and life-threatening.

To the villagers of Frost Moon Village, merely being grazed by the aftermath of a three-way battle meant certain death or crippling injury.

Why would such figures gather in Frost Moon Village?

The New World is your battlefield.

Crack~

The moment the two streams of red-black Conqueror's Haki collided, an aura capable of splitting the sky and severing the seas spread out in ripples; the villagers who had not yet managed to flee all fainted dead away.

On the battlefield, though covered head to toe in blood, the Golden Lion still grinned, letting fresh blood stream endlessly from the corner of his mouth.

"Jehahahaha~"

"Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, I acknowledge you. Dare you fight me?"

The Golden Lion was just that kind of person: he admired strength, yet that in no way stopped him from frequently drawing his blade to strike at the weaker.

Undoubtedly, a low-level pirate.

Hearing these words, Mihawk, upon receiving a signal from Saint Saint Saiwen, sheathed the black blade Yoru and withdrew, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

"As you wish."

All the thunderstorms in the sky converged entirely onto Mengxiang Yixin; Saint Saint Saiwen decided to unleash his strongest form to defeat the Golden Lion and imprison him until a method could be found to obtain the Float-Float Fruit with one hundred percent certainty.

It was still the same saying: If you dare come, be prepared for death; not killing you is already mercy.

The Golden Lion used his legs as blades.

"Lion's Might: Earth Roll."

The ground before Saint Saint Saiwen was suddenly torn up, a massive earth wave surging forward like a tidal wave.

The Golden Lion was indeed a legendary great pirate standing alongside Luo Jie and Whitebeard; even with the Great Ship's Wheel atop his head and having severed his own legs, causing his strength to fall from its peak.

The destruction he could still cause remained astonishing.

Moreover, the current Golden Lion fought with a desperate, life-or-death posture, showing not a shred of intent to flee the battlefield, which also allowed Saint Saint Saiwen to discover the wonderful utility of the Super Electromagnetic Cannon.

Before the fight begins, first burn the opponent's clothes to nothing.

Launch a mental attack.

From this, it is not hard to see that the Golden Lion's strength is such that, were it any Marine Admiral other than Garp, two Super Electromagnetic Cannons would absolutely instant-kill him.

Yet the Golden Lion suffered only minor injuries.

The earth wave, whose momentum was vast, was severed by Saint Saint Saiwen with two casual Flying Slash strikes; at the same time, Mengxiang Yixin, wrapped in Armament Haki, followed Saint Saint Saiwen's figure, flashing instantly before the Golden Lion.

"Divine Arrow!"

A flash of one-third shock, one-third nostalgia, and one-fourth relief crossed the Golden Lion's face; since seeing Luo Jie for the last time in Impel Down two years ago—

He could finally see Luo Jie's Divine Arrow once more.

However, after being blasted away by the terrifying force transmitted through the blade, the Golden Lion immediately laughed in anger, realizing he had been tricked by the other party.

"What, did Luo Jie not teach you?"

"You have not inherited Luo Jie's will either."

"Jehahahaha~"

The Golden Lion admitted he had greatly underestimated Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen and the Chen Xing Pirate Crew under his command, but what of it? Those who walk this path had long since cast life and death aside.

He could not help but feel a touch of desolation in his heart.

His reputation for this life was utterly ruined tonight: the legendary great pirate, naked as a newborn.

From now on, he truly had no face to show anyone.

The Golden Lion could already imagine how delighted Whitebeard would be upon hearing this news.

These people must all be slaughtered!