One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

"Congratulations, host, for reciting a classic line from League of Legends. You have been awarded one chance to draw a prize. Would you like to start the prize wheel?"

"Yes!"

In Yang Ming's line of sight, a lottery wheel that was invisible to others gradually appeared, divided into four sections: normal skills, hero skills, equipment and items, and hero skins.

Common skills: Barrier, Cleanse, Insight, Ignite, Weakness, Blink, Ghost Step, Heal, Clarity, Guardian, Crossbow, Retribution, Mark, Teleport.

Hero Skills: Shattering Fire, Lava Shield, Alpha Strike, Meditation

Limitless Swordsmanship, Void Blade, Energy Pulse, Void Sphere...

Equipment and items: Hextech Belt, Righteous Glory, Twin Shadows, Trinity Force, Boots of Speed...

Hero Skins: Future Warrior, Steel Wings, Lu Bu (Fengxian), Champion's Blade...

[Purify]: Removes all restrictive effects from the user. Cooldown: 5 minutes.

Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly.

Purification, with its ability to remove control, is incredibly powerful. If Yang Ming were to encounter a fruit with abilities like the Toy Fruit, he could use purification to escape and avoid being affected or controlled by the fruit's power.

As he walked, Yang Ming glanced meaningfully into the depths of the woods out of the corner of his eye.

A skeleton was lurking suspiciously behind the group; who else could it be but Brook?

Brook thought he was well hidden, and since he had become a skeleton, with no breath, no heartbeat, and no body heat, he walked on tiptoe to try not to make a sound. Even if one used Observation Haki to detect Brook's presence, it would still be somewhat difficult.

Brook hid behind the trunk of a towering tree, peeking out as a skull. He watched as the navy swept through the land with overwhelming force, leaving behind a trail of zombie corpses in their wake. Brook was secretly astonished.

"This navy is incredibly powerful!"

"But if they continue on, they will encounter that person!"

Since Brook had his shadow stolen by Gecko Moria, he has been able to vaguely sense that his shadow lands on a corpse, becoming a powerful greatsword zombie.

Brook has come to the Terror Trio's ship more than once to demand the return of his shadow from the great swordsman Ryuma, but the opponent's swordsmanship is extremely high, and Brook has been defeated by the opponent's blade time and time again.

If the great swordsman Ryuma hadn't known that once the true owner of a shadow dies, the shadow would also dissipate, Brook would probably have already died again, and truly died, even the Revive-Revive Fruit couldn't save him.

Brooke was torn, unsure whether he should remind the navy of this matter.

Before he could come to a conclusion, he saw Yang Ming and his group step into a deserted manor.

The wheat fields were covered with decaying, withered, dark brown soil. A murky scarecrow stood in the middle of the field, giving a strange smile to the outsiders who entered the area. Several zombie crows perched on its shoulders, cawing like dead ducks, which added to the eerie atmosphere of the scene.

"Stop anyone who comes."

An elderly zombie dressed in a kimono suddenly leaped down from the roof of a house. Most people at the scene could not see when he drew his sword. They only saw a flash of cold, clear light, like ripples on water, and a crack more than a hundred meters long was slashed open in the ground, blocking the way for everyone.

Only after the old man in the kimono sheathed his sword and stood still on the dark brown earth could everyone see his face clearly.

The elderly man in the kimono wore a pale white kimono with wide, loose sleeves printed with the word "dragon." His head was bound with a white bandage covering his left eye, and a dark scarf around his neck concealed the lower half of his face. His open collar revealed a chest covered with stitches, and crisscrossing scars were faintly visible, indicating that he had experienced some extremely brutal battle in his life.

His withered feet wore heavy wooden clogs, which made a crisp sound when they landed.

Ryoma looked up at the crowd. Even though what was in front of him was just a great swordsman who had died many years ago, and what was now attached to his body was just a shadow, the crowd could still feel a unique aura from Ryoma's zombie body that only a great swordsman could possess.

Sharp!

Fierce!

"who are you?"

Ain frowned and subconsciously placed her hand on the hilt of the knife.

Since embarking on the Thriller Bark, Ain has been dealing with a bunch of weak zombies all the way, but when facing the zombie in front of him, he instinctively felt a sense of threat.

The elderly man in the kimono didn't respond, but merely glanced at Ain's grip on the sword hilt and said indifferently:

"Girl, that's not how you use a knife."

Upon hearing this, Ain blushed.

Throughout the entire navy, there are only a handful of great swordsmen to be found, simply because everyone has been practicing naval swordsmanship since childhood, and their rigid and soulless moves are no exception. Even Ain, as one of the top students in her year at the naval academy, is no different.

To countless marines, a sword is merely a tool to kill pirates; there's no need for fancy tricks, as long as they can win.

For a great swordsman who has dedicated his entire life to his sword, the Navy's actions are nothing short of blasphemy.

Yang Ming stopped Ain, who was about to draw his sword against Longma, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Ryuma, a once-renowned swordsman born in Wano Country, who was even rumored to have slain a dragon in the sky and was known as the Dragon Warrior, could he really just be an old man who only bullies little girls?"

"Ok?"

Longma turned to look at Yang Ming, seemingly sensing Yang Ming's unique temperament that was so different from ordinary people, and a smile crept onto his stiff face.

"You, there's something."

With a clang, Longma slowly drew his sword from its sheath.

This knife has a thick blade and a solid back. The blade is a chaotic, reverse-T-shaped design, and the blade is blackish-purple with bright red serrated dragon patterns.

With decaying fingertips gently tracing the patterns on the blade, Ryoma spoke in a tone of wistful reflection:

"This sword is the famous Shusui, one of the twenty-one Great Swords, and it never cuts down nameless people."

Longma raised his hand, the tip of his knife pointing diagonally at Yang Ming.

"You are worthy of becoming a victim of my blade. State your name..." (Kanshu La)

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Ming suddenly disappeared from his sight.

"flash!"

The moment Longma noticed Yang Ming appearing behind him, he blurted out a curse:

"Young man, you don't have martial ethics!"

Chapter 169 An attack driven by emotions: In two words, foolish.

Wano Country is a country that closes its borders and has a rather conservative atmosphere.

Ryuma, the great swordsman from Wano Country, was no exception. Like the samurai of Wano Country, he upheld the spirit of loyalty, integrity, shame, and martial prowess.

Even though Brook's shadow now inhabits this body, Ryoma still maintains his old habits: before encountering a worthy opponent, he politely asks for the opponent's name and then announces his own.

Isn't this a rule that everyone tacitly agrees to?

However, Yang Ming doesn't play by the rules at all!

This made Ryoma suddenly realize: ap.

Sir, times have changed!

"Steel-cutting flash!"

Flashing behind Longma, Yang Ming's blade slashed down with deadly force, flames and lightning swirling into the raging wind, creating a terrifying strike powerful enough to tear the earth apart.

As expected of a great swordsman, Ryoma, despite being in an extremely dangerous situation, still managed to rotate his body 180 degrees to the side the instant he was attacked, using his right foot as support. With his right hand gripping the famous sword Shusui, a streak of sword light instantly slashed out amidst the sound of wind tearing through the sky.

"boom!"

As the blades clashed, flames and lightning flashed and vanished, and a violent gale swept outwards, stirring up dust and pebbles on the ground. The scarecrow in the wheat field not far away was uprooted, its body swept through the air by countless blades, and in an instant it turned into a pile of scattered straw that fell into the sky, a scene of beauty tinged with a sense of desolation.

The once pristine white kimono was torn open with countless rips, leaving countless wounds on the zombie's body. The powerful force traveled from the tip of the famous sword Shusui all the way to Ryoma's hand. If he hadn't already been a zombie, his hand would probably have been split open by now.

The wooden clogs plowed two meters backward along the dark brown soil, their edges even charred black, emitting a burnt smell from intense friction.

Ryoma is not the same Ryoma from hundreds of years ago. The shadow of Brook within him cannot unleash his true strength. He looks extremely disheveled at this moment, and can barely even hold onto the hilt of his sword.

If he still had eyes, they would surely be fixed on the approaching naval youth with a serious expression.

Yang Ming became more and more satisfied with Longma. Such a powerful corpse was the best tool for him to create the Six Paths Puppet.

It has to be said that Thriller Bark is a treasure trove that has never been explored by anyone else. Countless corpses of powerful individuals have been unearthed by Gecko Moria, all of which will benefit Yang Ming and pave the way for the expansion of his Dark Night Pirates.

Longma increasingly noticed that Yang Ming's gaze was strange.

That wasn't the gaze one gives when looking at an opponent; it was more like the gaze one gives when browsing in a store, looking for something to buy.

"Young man, you are strong."

His stiff mouth opened and closed, and a slightly hoarse voice came from deep in Longma's throat.

"I admit..."

Brooke's shadow inherited Brooke's talkative personality; once he starts talking, he'll go on and on.

Before Ryoma could finish speaking, Yang Ming moved closer again, his Zanpakuto unleashing layers upon layers of sword shadows.

Longma grew increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed. From being ambushed by Yang Ming at the beginning to being completely overwhelmed now, if Longma hadn't possessed advanced body-refining skills and hadn't had an extremely strong physique, he probably would have died long ago at the start of Yang Ming's ambush.

Come to think of it, Ryuma's zombie body was able to withstand the erosion of hundreds of years, so it must have some extraordinary abilities. Perhaps back then, even if it wasn't as good as Kaido of the Beasts, it was still quite formidable.

With the final blow striking Ryoma heavily, the shadow of Brook, hidden within him, could no longer withstand such an intense battle and was forcibly expelled from his body.

The shadow detached from the body, and if Moonlight Moria were not present to control it, it would follow the mysterious connection with its original master and return to its original master's side.

When Brooke saw Yang Ming easily defeat Longma, he was overjoyed.

Immediately afterward, he saw the shadow rushing towards the direction where he was hiding, attracting the attention of a group of naval soldiers. Terrified, he turned and ran.

It's hard to imagine that a skeleton could run faster than a horse.

"Someone was hiding there?"

Tina raised an eyebrow, secretly blaming herself for her carelessness.

If Brooke harbored malicious intent and followed them all the way here, intending to ambush them, then she, as the commander, would be held responsible!

"If Jonathan were here, he would never have made such a mistake. Tina still has a lot to learn!"

Tina silently encouraged herself while directing Ain and the others to lead the team to capture Brook.

Faced with overwhelming force, Brooke was defeated and captured alive after only a few exchanges.

Being dragged all the way back, Brooke felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.

The emotional rollercoaster was incredibly thrilling.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"How about we just use it to make pork rib soup?"

Everyone looked Brook up and down, marveling at him.