One Piece: Get Stronger by Watching Battles

Zhou Ze sat up abruptly, ready to go and see.

"Don't rush," Sergeant Mike reached out to stop Zhou Ze, "The fact that the watchtower didn't sound the alarm means it's just small-time pirates. They'll probably disappear as soon as they see our warships..."

Sergeant Mike had encountered this kind of thing many times. This was the weakest region in the East China Sea, and this warship was under the command of Vice Admiral Garp, so there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

Zhou Ze was not about to let any opportunity slip by. He had been at sea for two days and had only watched the marines train, without learning any of the more technical moves they were capable of.

"I'll go take a look." Zhou Ze waved his hand and ran towards the front of the warship.

"It's the Giant Axe Pirates!" a corporal shouted.

The Giant Axe Pirates? Zhou Ze was taken aback. There was such a pirate crew? Anyway, Zhou Ze had no recollection of it; it was probably just some small fry.

Zhou Ze was feeling dejected and was preparing to go back.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Several cannon shots rang out, and flashes of light appeared on the Giant Axe Pirates' ship as several cannonballs were fired at the naval warship.

Have these lowly pirate crews gone mad? Is their captain blind? Can't they see the dog's head pattern on the warship's sails?

Zhou Ze was instantly dumbfounded. Could it be that the other party was a master?

The marines seemed to know something about the Giant Axe Pirates, and didn't even notify officers of the rank of lieutenant or higher. Only a young naval sergeant was directing the marines to load cannons and fire back.

“Fighting from this far away won’t work; I can’t learn the stance, no, the moves.” Zhou Ze’s mind raced. “I need to think of a way to get closer.”

Just as Zhou Ze was pondering how to engage in close-quarters boarding combat, the pirate ship opposite him made a big commotion.

"Crunch, crunch"

The Giant Axe Pirates' ship suddenly split in two, and a sword aura burst through the hull, its momentum undiminished, heading straight for the warship.

"What... what is this?"

Zhou Ze stared in surprise at the domineering sword energy. Was it that person?

"bang"

Garp suddenly appeared, throwing a punch that deflected the sword energy. His imposing figure landed on the bow of the ship, his cloak embroidered with the words "Justice" fluttering in the sea breeze.

Excitement, extreme excitement.

Zhou Ze pursed his slightly dry lips. Will they fight? Garp vs. Mihawk.

The only one capable of unleashing such domineering sword energy is Hawkeye Mihawk, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!

"It's Hawkeye Mihawk, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, a great pirate!" a marine exclaimed, pointing into the distance.

A small boat shaped like a coffin lid slowly floated out from the wreckage of the giant axe pirate ship, and a lean man wearing a burgundy shirt sat on the boat.

They were getting closer and closer. A golden cross pendant hung around their necks, along with the small sword. Their eagle-like eyes were unforgettable, and the massive, famous sword on their backs was the Black Blade Night.

It really is you, Jorah Mihawk!

Zhou Ze was so excited he almost cried out.

Please, you must fight!

Zhou Ze shouted in his heart.

Mihawk's small boat drifted slowly to the vicinity of the warship. He gazed at Garp, who stood proudly at the bow, and Garp gazed back at him. The soldiers on board were so intimidated by the two men's presence that they dared not even breathe.

Make your move, quick!

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, and their continued lack of intention to make a move, Zhou Ze grew increasingly anxious.

“No, I have to fan the flames,” Zhou Ze said, his small boat about to drift away. “If we don’t seize this opportunity, we don’t know when we’ll see him again.”

Thinking of this, Zhou Ze suddenly broke the silence, "Your sword energy almost hit our warship, don't you have anything to say?"

Hawkeye Mihawk's sharp eyes locked onto Zhou Ze instantly, and a powerful pressure gathered towards him. Garp on the other side also looked over in astonishment.

The auras of the two top experts were concentrated on Zhou Ze alone, and the marines on the deck breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a gasp of cold air.

"Wow, Zhou Ze is too bold! That's Mihawk!"

"That's right, Hawkeye is the world's greatest swordsman!"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea don't have the best tempers, Zhou Ze is doomed!"

Zhou Ze remained calm despite being locked onto by the two men's auras, as he was intently watching Mihawk's movements and preparing to learn from him with his Lesser Formless Skill. Therefore, he did not sense any changes in the atmosphere around him.

The sailors on deck gasped again, even more shocked.

"Wow, Zhou Ze is so strong! Such a powerful aura, yet his expression remains completely unchanged!"

"It's not just that he hasn't changed; look at Zhou Ze's eyes—that's what a true powerhouse looks like!"

"Yes, he's also locking onto Hawkeye with his aura. Wow, Zhou Ze probably has the strength of an admiral!"

"The strength of an admiral!!!"

A gasp rippled through the deck.

Hawkeye Mihawk stared at Zhou Ze, feeling both surprised and, more so, furious. A mere naval grunt dared to question him? Who gave him the audacity!

Mihawk reached his right hand across his chest, gripped the black knife on his back, swiftly drew it, and unleashed a sword aura that slashed towards Zhou Ze.

The entire sequence of movements is completed in an instant.

Mihawk has successfully learned the slashing technique.

Chapter 3 The Light of the Navy

Zhou Ze received a system notification the instant the opponent's sword energy appeared. Before he could even get excited, the domineering and unparalleled sword energy was already in front of him.

"Oh no, we've messed up."

Zhou Ze thought in despair.

"bang"

A fist suddenly appeared and struck the sword energy. The sword energy deviated slightly, grazing Zhou Ze's ear and flying into the distant sky, only severing a few stray hairs from Zhou Ze's temple.

The high-speed sword energy slashed through the air, exploding in Zhou Ze's ears, making his head buzz and rendering him unable to hear anything.

It's Garp!

Zhou Ze was so moved he almost cried. "Grandpa Garp, you're so kind. You saved my life at the crucial moment."

Garp moved his lips a few times, as if saying something, but Zhou Ze was temporarily deaf and couldn't hear him at all.

Looking back at Hawkeye, Mihawk's lips were also moving slightly, as if he were speaking as well.

Zhou Ze raised his hand, covered his ears with his palm and rubbed them. His hearing finally recovered somewhat.

"I am Djokovic Mihawk, a Marine. State your name!"

Having just regained some of his hearing, Zhou Ze heard Hawkeye ask a question, and he instinctively replied, "Zhou Ze."

Eagle Eyes stared at Zhou Ze, scrutinizing him for a while.

I'll remember you!

The small boat beneath our feet began to float again, slowly drifting into the distance.

Only after Hawkeye's small boat, which looked like a coffin lid, disappeared from sight did Garp laugh heartily and pat Zhou Ze on the shoulder heavily, "Haha, you're pretty good!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his cabin.

The sailors on deck erupted in cheers that grew louder and louder.

"Zhou Ze is too strong!"

"He definitely has the strength of a general!"

"To remain unmoved and unfazed in the face of the world's greatest swordsman's strike—that's incredible!"

"This is probably stronger than an admiral. Even an admiral wouldn't dare to take Hawkeye's slash head-on!"

Zhou Ze was stunned. "Hey, are you guys mistaken? I don't have the strength of a general, I don't remain calm and unmoved, and I didn't take a direct hit. Are you all blind?"

I was so scared I was paralyzed with fear, okay?

"When Mihawk asked Zhou Ze's name at the end, I was almost scared to death!"

"Yes, the tone and expression on Zhou Ze's face when he said his name were absolutely amazing!"

"That's right, when we get back to headquarters, I'm going to tell them all how powerful Zhou Ze is!"

"Yes, Zhou Ze is truly a shining example of our navy, and his story must be known by more people!"

"The glory of the Navy!"

"The glory of the Navy!"

"The glory of the Navy!"

"........."

Zhou Ze opened his mouth silently. "Damn it, what do you guys want? Explain yourselves properly. What 'the pride of the navy'?"

You want me dead!

Looking at the marines around him, gazing at him with adoration and cheering excitedly, Zhou Ze felt like crying. He raised his right hand and waved weakly.

"Hey, stop right there! Listen to me, it's not what you think!"

"Let me explain!"

“You don’t need to explain!” Sergeant Mike appeared out of nowhere. “We all saw it. Facing someone as powerful as Hawkeye Mihawk, you showed no fear whatsoever. For the honor of our Navy, you resolutely stepped forward.”

As Sergeant Mike spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. "You are a true naval officer, worthy of the title of the Navy's Light."

"When you gently touched your temple and said your name in a calm and solemn tone, Mihawk was stunned. We witnessed it all!"

Zhou Ze looked at Mike, who was engrossed in his own imaginary world, and his lips moved as if he was about to speak.

Sergeant Mike reached out to stop Zhou Ze, looking at him with admiration and saying, "Vice Admiral Karp also told Mihawk that you are the most promising person in our Navy. If Mihawk continues to target you, the Navy will go to war with him!"

Zhou Ze was completely speechless. This must be a conversation between Garp and Mihawk during the time he was deaf.

Is Garp senile? Can't you tell what I'm capable of?

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