One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Inside Ah Long Paradise, the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning and a strong stench of blood.

The nearly one hundred elite merfolk who had been swarming and shouting to tear humans apart just moments before are now mostly corpses scattered on the ground.

Under the ravages of that lightning, they didn't even have a chance to resist before being wiped out by the black-clad youth like chickens and dogs.

"Is he... is he the devil...?"

The three surviving executives are: Hachi the Six-Sword Style, Croobi the Fishman Karate Style, and Chu the Kissing Fishman.

Looking at the corpses of their compatriots scattered on the ground, a chill that penetrated to the bone made their hands, gripping their weapons, tremble.

fear.

This was the first time that this group of fish-men, who considered themselves a superior race, had felt a sense of "fear" towards humans.

"Are you kidding me... are you kidding me?!"

On the high platform, Ah Long watched this scene with bloodshot eyes.

The veins on his ferocious shark-like face bulged, almost as if they were about to explode.

"What are you doing! Aren't you all dead yet?!"

Ah Long let out a deafening roar, his voice filled with savage killing intent:

"Officers! Charge! Even if we die, we must slaughter this inferior race! Anyone who dares to back down will be killed by my own hand!!"

Accompanied by the leader's roar, the three cadres, despite their fear, had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge toward their respective opponents.

……

One side of the battlefield.

"Twist~ Even if my comrades are dead, I can avenge them by killing you all!"

Hachi, the octopus-fish man, brandished six heavy longswords weighing hundreds of pounds, looking at the swaying Zoro in front of him with a mocking expression.

"Hey, swordsman, I bet you can't even stand up straight anymore!"

At this moment, Zoro's situation was indeed extremely bad.

The horrific wound inflicted by Hawkeye at the sea restaurant a few days ago has reopened due to the intense movement and impact just now.

Blood stained the thick bandages and dripped down his waist to the ground.

The high fever blurred his vision, and every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain.

"Trying to fight in this state? That's laughable!"

Hachi wielded six swords, suppressing Zoro like a meat grinder, while constantly taunting him:

"A cripple like you, who could protect you if you collapse at any moment? Just obediently let me chop you into mincemeat! Six-Sword Style: Takotsubo!!"

Clang! Clang!

Zoro only had one Wado Ichimonji, and he also had to contend with the overwhelming onslaught, causing him to stagger and retreat step by step.

"Protect...who?"

Zoro was somewhat dazed.

In that blurry vision, he seemed to see the short-haired girl holding the bamboo sword again, and hear the vow made under the moon.

—One day, one of us will become the world's greatest swordsman!

"Huff... huff..."

Zoro bit his tongue hard, using the intense pain to force himself back to his senses.

The previously unfocused gaze in his eyes instantly sharpened, unleashing a ghostly aura that seemed to freeze the very air.

"Shut up, octopus."

Zoro forcibly steadied himself, letting his wounds reopen and blood spurt out, yet his posture remained as upright as a pine tree.

"Until this wound heals...until this promise is fulfilled..."

Zoro stretched out his hands and shouted to Johnny and Joseph in the distance:

"Hey! Lend me your knife!!"

"Big...Big Brother! Catch!!" Johnny and Joseph threw the two knives over with tears in their eyes.

Zoro caught the two swords in mid-air, holding one in each hand and biting down on the Wado Ichimonji.

Three-Sword Style, back to its place.

"I... will never lose again!!!"

The next second, Zoro disappeared.

Despite his high fever and severe injuries, he transformed into a green whirlwind and faced head-on into Xiao Ba's impenetrable Six-Sword Style sword formation.

"Three-Sword Style: Ultimate Technique—"

The moment the two sword energies collided.

"Tornado!!!"

boom--!!!

A terrifying storm of sword energy rose from the ground; it was a storm of slashing energy capable of cutting through even steel!

"Waaaaaahhhhh!!"

Weighing several hundred kilograms, Xiao Ba was like a withered leaf in the face of this unparalleled force, instantly being lifted dozens of meters into the air.

Countless sword energies instantly tore through his defenses, and blood splattered in the air.

Then, the giant octopus crashed heavily into the seawater in front of it, creating huge waves, and then fell silent.

"snort."

Zoro maintained his sword-wielding stance, blood streaming down his forehead, yet a wild, arrogant smile played on his lips.

Then, Zoro lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Soon after, the sound of snoring began...

……

"thump!"

On the other side, in the swimming pool.

"Gurgle..."

Sanji was grabbed by the ankle by Croobi and forcibly dragged into the deep water.

In the water, the fish-men's speed and strength are multiplied, while humans become extremely vulnerable due to lack of oxygen and resistance.

"This is the terror of Fish-Man Karate! You're useless in the water!"

Croobi grinned maliciously in the water, punching Sanji in the stomach one punch after another.

Sanji painfully exhaled a string of bubbles, and his consciousness began to fade.

"Am I going to die here...?"

"No... that old geezer once said... a chef's hands are for cooking, but their brain is for thinking..."

At this critical moment, Sanji calmed down.

He spotted Croobi's open cheeks as he laughed, leaned in, and blew a whole breath into the fishman's cheeks!

"Goo-wah?!"

Croobi, who had been breathing through his cheek, suffocated instantly and had to let go.

Sanji seized the opportunity, his legs bursting out like propellers, instantly breaking through the water and returning to the shore.

"Cough cough... Huff..." Sanji gasped for breath, straightening his soaked suit.

"Don't even think about running!!"

Croobi angrily jumped ashore, assuming a Fishman Karate stance:

"A thousand-watt straight punch!!"

This punch, imbued with all his strength, was enough to shatter a thousand tiles, and hurtled towards Sanji's face with a whooshing sound.

"Perfect."

Sanji did not dodge.

He spun on one leg, his body tracing an elegant yet deadly arc in the air, his right leg seemingly burning with fury.

"That kick... was for that lady's tears!!"

Sanji roared, gathering all his strength into one point to meet Croobi's fist head-on.

"Devil's Kick (Front Item) - Lamb SHOOT!!!"

"Snap!!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

Croobi's prized fist shattered instantly, followed by his arm and ribs.

"Pfft!!"

The merman screamed and flew backward like a cannonball, crashing hard into the solid main wall of Alon Paradise.

With a loud crash, the wall cracked, and Croobbi was embedded in it, his eyes rolling back as he passed out.

……

"Ultimate move! Flame Star!!"

"boom!!"

At the edge of the woods, Usopp's face was covered in dust, and his legs were still trembling, but he never put down his slingshot.

On the other side, the Kissing Fishman, Chu, had his face charred black. He was hit hard on the forehead with a "Liar's Hammer" and fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back.

"Huff... huff..."

Usopp plopped down on the ground, looking at his fallen foe. Though terrified, he burst into laughter.

"See that?! I am... the brave warrior of the sea, Usopp!!"

Even if he was afraid, he would never run away for the sake of his friends and Nami.

……

In just a few minutes.

All cadres were wiped out.

The ragtag soldiers were all killed.

At this moment, only the lonely leader remained in the entire Alon Paradise.

Watching his fellow countrymen fall one by one, and watching the black-clad, red-eyed man casually kill the last few mermen who tried to escape.

Ah Long's rationality completely collapsed.

"Unforgivable...Unforgivable!!"

"You damned inferior race!! How dare you slaughter my people!!"

Ah Long completely lost control, and blood and tears streamed from his shark-like eyes.

He suddenly jumped off the throne, but he did not rush towards Luffy, who had been provoking him.

Instead, armed with his massive serrated sword "Slashing Peak," he charged like a mad dog toward Viktor, who had killed the most people.

"I'm going to kill you first!! You red-eyed brat!!"

A terrifying killing intent locked onto Viktor.

Victor simply stood there, wiping the blood off his sword, without even turning around.

Because he knew someone would be blocking the way.

Just as Aaron was about to rush in front of Victor.

A red figure descended from the sky.

"Rubber rubber—Tomahawk!!!"

Luffy's huge foot fell from the sky with tremendous force, stomping hard on Arlong's arrogant shark face.

"Bang!!!"

The earth shattered, and dust billowed everywhere.

Ah Long's massive body was stomped into the ground with a heavy thud, his face hitting the ground.

Luffy stood on Arlong's head, his eyes wide open, his usually jovial face now filled with nothing but coldness and domineering aura.

He lowered his head and roared at the struggling shark at his feet:

"Hey, you shark bastard."

"Where are you looking?"

"Your opponent... is me!!!"