One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

Chapter 177 In the vortex of a chaotic era, individual fates are as insignificant as blades of grass.

The stone arch bridge is covered in moss, and the river water sparkles and dances in the sunlight. The river flows slowly along the ancient city wall of the Flower Kingdom. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom, and the old stilted houses are reflected on the surface of the river, presenting a static and beautiful picture.

People come and go on the bridge, and every now and then you can see a glamorous geisha posing and beckoning customers to pass by. The moment their eyes meet, they understand each other perfectly. Under the geisha's warm hospitality, they head to the brothel not far away, ready to delve into the true meaning of life.

But this unchanging style was suddenly shattered in the next instant.

A figure was thrown out of the gambling den, arcing through the air before crashing into the icy river under the force of gravity, creating a wave several meters high and startling the crowd on the bridge into screams.

However, the human instinct to watch the spectacle, ingrained in their very being, prevented them from leaving immediately. Instead, they curiously peered out from under the bridge, looking around until they saw a long-faced man float up from the riverbed to the surface, at which point their faces showed fear.

The man was in his early seventeens, with wheat-colored skin. The dark green cloak he wore had been cut into strips by a sharp blade and was barely hanging on his shoulders. Old Cai raised his hand and yanked it off forcefully, throwing the ruined cloak aside.

As the 13th generation pillar of the Eight Treasures Navy, how could the people of the Flower Kingdom not know Lao Cai's identity?

The onlookers were all shocked when they recognized Lao Cai immediately and saw the gruesome knife wounds covering his body.

"Who on earth could have so severely injured this person?"

Looking towards the gambling den that Lao Cai had thrown out, a middle-aged man dressed in a black prison warden uniform strode towards it.

After a period of recuperation, Shiryu of the Rain's injuries sustained during his sparring match with Yang Ming have fully healed. He has removed the white bandages and returned to his former appearance.

The heavy military boots pounded on the bluestone floor, and Shiryu of the Rain seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts. A terrifying aura emanated from him, like that of a predator at the top of the food chain, which immediately terrified the onlookers, who scattered like birds and beasts, no longer daring to linger in this dangerous place.

Some clever and quick-witted people saw the business opportunity and secretly went into the city to tip people off in exchange for a large reward.

Glistening drops of blood dripped from the blade of the renowned sword, Autumn Rain, gripped tightly in his hand, like bits of flesh left in the fangs of a ferocious beast. Shiryu of the Rain slightly raised his chin, his cold, vulture-like eyes fixed on the figure on the river's surface. A smirk appeared on his lips as he said:

"Kid, you dare to threaten the captain? You don't even know how to spell the word 'death'."

With a stomp of his feet, ripples spread across the river, and he soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings. He somersaulted several times in mid-air before landing on the bridge, clutching the remaining knife wound on his chest, his brows furrowed with seriousness.

"This is how the same thing?"

"Why does this man possess such terrifying strength?"

"I would believe it if you told me he was a vice admiral from the Navy Headquarters!"

"Why would such a powerful figure serve under a brigadier general?"

Recalling what had just happened, the man in front of him was like a hungry tiger unleashed from its cage. The moment he broke through the wall of the gambling den, before he, Abu, and Holisa could react, they were enveloped in a sharp glint of light and were sent flying backward like a broken sandbag. Old Cai's face darkened.

After regaining some composure, Lao Cai held his Guan Dao (a type of halberd) and struck a peculiar pose.

In the next instant, power surged from his heels, flowed through his waist, and was channeled into his right arm, reaching the Guan Dao. The entire Guan Dao trembled with a "humming" sound. With a leap, Lao Cai unleashed a Green Dragon Crescent Slash.

"Eight-Strike Fist!"

This is a top-tier martial art that has been passed down in the Flower Kingdom for hundreds of years. Only the high-ranking members of the Eight Treasures Navy are qualified to learn the complete chapters. As the 13th generation pillar of the family, Old Cai naturally practiced the Eight-Strike Fist from a young age and combined it with swordsmanship, which is why he has such a unique move.

"Tsk!"

Shiryu of the Rain clenched her cigar tightly with her sharp, gleaming teeth, took a few quick steps, and suddenly disappeared from Lao Cai's sight.

"shave!"

Ordinary naval officers and soldiers can only reach 100 meters in four seconds, but Shiryu of the Rain is already infinitely close to 100 meters in two seconds, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him and easily avoiding Lao Cai's counterattack.

Derived from the standard naval swordsmanship, Shiryu of the Rain's swordsmanship emphasizes cruelty and ruthlessness. There are no fancy moves; simple stabs, slices, chops, and cuts are transformed into terrifying punishments in Shiryu of the Rain's hands.

In Shiryu's eyes, Lao Cai was like a fish on a chopping board, completely vulnerable, with his throat, spine, lungs, liver, carotid artery, subclavian artery, kidneys, and heart all exposed.

A sharp blade flashed through the sky, and with the white blade going in and the red blade coming out, several more deep wounds were added to Old Cai's body, the blood spurting from the wounds splashing onto the crystal-clear river surface, turning into specks of blood.

"puff!"

Once again, the famous sword Lei Yu pierced his body, drawing out a mouthful of blood. Old Cai finally couldn't withstand the injury and had to lean half of his body against the tall Guan Dao to avoid fainting.

However, the dizziness and fatigue caused by the massive blood loss kept surging into his brain like a tide. Old Cai's eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he kept wanting to close his eyes.

"hateful……"

"Just who is this guy...?"

In Lao Cai's gradually blurring vision, Shiryu of the Rain came stepping over a pool of blood, the tip of his blade pointing diagonally at the ground. Thick blood gushed down the blood groove on the blade, sliding from the tip to the ground, leaving a trail of bloody footprints.

It's no joke that Shiryu of the Rain was able to earn the title of "Butcher of the Rainy Night" among a host of criminals, including pirates, bandits, and human traffickers, in just a few days in Water Seven.

Any sinner facing Shiryu of the Rain must be prepared to be tortured to death by him.

Just as Shiryu of the Rain was about to knock Lao Cai unconscious and take him away, a deep sigh came from afar.

"Leave people under the knife!"

The man was still a hundred meters away when he spoke, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was already next to Lao Cai.

Shiryu of the Rain paused, a sharp glint flashing in his dark eyes.

Standing before me was a stout old man, well over sixty years old, with white hair and beard, a completely bald head, and the number 12 etched on his scalp. He was dressed in simple old clothes, and his kind and gentle appearance made him look like an elderly person enjoying his retirement.

Judging from the speed at which the other party covered a hundred meters in an instant, the other party was clearly no ordinary person.

As a naval admiral, Shiryu of the Rain, like everyone else, naturally knew the wanted list by heart. Even if Green Pepper were reduced to ashes, Shiryu of the Rain would still be able to recognize him.

"Who do we have here? It turns out to be the main character."

"Qingjiao, the 12th generation pillar of the Babao Navy, has a bounty of over 5 million Berries."

With his hands clasped together, Qingjiao looked like an honest man who had converted to Buddhism.

He bowed slightly to Shiryu of the Rain and said:

"I have been retired for many years and have never been involved in worldly affairs. I wonder what my grandson has done to offend you, that he has brought such a deadly disaster upon himself?"

"If there is any room for maneuver, please spare Xiao Cai for my sake. I will certainly reward you handsomely."

The crowd had dispersed earlier, thanks to someone tipping them off, which allowed Qingjiao to arrive in time.

The old man's words were well-reasoned and measured, a classic case of politeness before force, leaving one feeling refreshed and warm. He didn't seem like a former ruthless pirate at all, but rather like someone who had long held a high position.

Shiryu of the Rain remained unmoved, glancing sideways at Old Cai, who was panting heavily, and said coldly:

"You don't need to tell me anything."

"This brat dares to threaten the captain to his face. If he wants to be forgiven, he'd better have a good talk with our captain first!"

Having said that, Shiryu of the Rain twirled his sword, shaking off the blood remaining on his famous sword, Thunderstorm Blade, before leisurely sheathing it. He then stepped aside to greet the young man in the gambling den with a respectful gesture.

Upon hearing this, Green Pepper frowned.

At first, when Qingjiao heard that someone had tipped him off and that someone had chased after Lao Cai in the street and chopped him up, he didn't quite believe it.

The Eight Treasures Navy has been operating in the Flower Kingdom for many years, and has long since turned it into an impenetrable whole. No outside force dares to provoke them, so how could anyone dare to cut off their grandson?

When he arrived here with a skeptical attitude, his seasoned eye, honed by years of experience, suddenly realized that Shiryu of the Rain possessed the strength of a near-general. He immediately rushed over to act as a peacemaker, hoping to turn a major issue into a minor one and a minor one into nothing.

Generally speaking, within the Navy Headquarters, there are only a handful of individuals with the strength of a vice admiral, and they are not easily deployed. When they are deployed, it is always because they are carrying out a heavy mission.

When dealing with such a person, it's best not to offend them to avoid getting into trouble.

But what's going on now?

A dignified near-general level fighter was greeting someone in the gambling den with such respect? (Reading by Shula)

Could it be that a Marine Headquarters Admiral has arrived?

The green bell peppers had a slightly darker color.

If Lao Cai really dares to be so reckless as to threaten the Admiral of the Navy Headquarters to his face, and doesn't even have this much sense, then Lao Cai, the 13th generation pillar of the Navy, is finished!

The Babao Water Army doesn't need such idiots as future leaders!

Under Qingjiao's solemn gaze, a navy cloak billowed in the wind at the entrance of the gambling den, and a young man slowly walked out from inside.

"In the vortex of a chaotic era, an individual's fate is as insignificant as a blade of grass. Should one fight to the death or await it?"

"Now, it's the Flower Kingdom's turn to make a decision."

When Green Pepper saw Yang Ming's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Garp in his youth, he was taken aback, wondering if he was seeing things and had mistaken someone for someone else.

"Garp... Garp???"

Chapter 178 Green Pepper: I was careless and didn't dodge.

Pavilions and towers, with carved beams and painted rafters.

The once bustling commercial street in the Flower Country is now in its prime time, teeming with people, but now there are hardly any people to be seen. It is so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the bluestone floor.

The nearby river flows quietly, and there is a large waterwheel on the bank, which constantly turns, scooping clear river water into the nearby canals.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and violent waves surged on the river surface, with spray rising more than ten meters high. The waterwheel was also affected, making an unpleasant "creaking" sound. The huge waterwheel came to a stop, and serpentine cracks appeared from head to tail.

"Ka! Pu!"

A powerful howl resounded through the sky, filled with boundless resentment and anger towards the newcomer.

Immediately afterwards, an elderly man in his sixties shattered the hard bluestone floor with one foot, and his whole body turned into a bloody war chariot, charging around. His powerful aura made people tremble at the mere mention of his name. His arms, which were as strong and powerful as a giant's, possessed unimaginable strength. Now, he clenched his fists, just to crush the boy in front of him, who was old enough to be his grandson, into a meat patty!

There is an unwritten rule among the Babao Water Army.

Each generation of pillars must cultivate the Eight-Strike Fist until they reach a level strong enough to shatter the Jade Ice Mountain before they can take over the reins from the previous generation's leader and be bestowed with the title of the ultimate move, "Dragon Cone Nail."

Without a doubt, this title is both recognition and honor for every generation of pillars of society!

Having practiced the Eight-Strike Fist for many years, Qingjiao was even able to single-handedly crack open an island that was perpetually frozen in the ocean.

In fact, when Green Pepper was young, he became famous for his unique pointed head, earning the nickname "Green Pepper with a Cone" on the sea. He also buried the vast amount of treasure he had plundered in a precious ice mountain that only his head could break.

However, there are unexpected events in the sky, and misfortunes and blessings for people.

Just as Green Pepper's reputation and strength reached their peak, he encountered an enemy he would never forget.

Navy hero, Garp!

In a battle decades ago, Garp not only defeated Chinjao, but even dented Chinjao's prized pointed head, leaving him humiliated ever since, and he also lost the key to the treasure vault!

Fame, wealth, and power are what all pirates pursue throughout their lives.

Garp cruelly took away the two things that Green Pepper cherished as his life, which was more painful than killing him!

Garp: "I'm not some kind of devil!"

When he saw Yang Ming, whose appearance was somewhat similar to Garp's back then, it immediately reopened the old wounds of Green Pepper's past. Nameless anger broke through his reason, making him determined to kill the person in front of him on the spot, regardless of everything!

"Eight-Strike Fist!"