Transmigrating into One Piece: The Peerless King

Gurant stared at the crowd below with a livid face, his eyes scanning the area. He desperately wanted to find the kid who had spoken earlier and teach him a lesson to vent his anger.

But Gulant was ultimately disappointed, because Zhao Hai had always maintained a calm and composed expression as he mingled among the crowd.

Furthermore, even if Gurant found Zhao Hai, he could only watch helplessly.

Enraged, he wanted to fight. Zhao Hai could easily take on ten of his kind without batting an eye. If Gulant really charged over, he would only be humiliating himself.

"You may leave now. That concludes today's orientation for new students!"

Looking around, Buddha Sengoku realized that his speech had been in vain and he had no desire to stay any longer. He said something to Grand and then left.

"I……"

Grand's face was ashen as he watched the departing figure of Buddha Sengoku, reflecting on the events that had just unfolded.

For a moment, my heart was filled with a mixture of all five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, each one piercing my heart.

Seeing that the big shots and 'leaders' of the Buddha's Warring States Academy had all left, Zhao Hai didn't linger. He grabbed Gary, who was still in a daze, and headed out of the playground.

Zhao Hai had absolutely no interest in Gurant, whose face was ashen, standing on the high platform.

There are only a few clowns, and their purpose is just to jump around and amuse people.

Others may not have heard what Zhao Hai just said, but Gary, who was standing right next to Zhao Hai, heard it clearly.

Gary was quite shocked by Zhao Hai's words. He was still in a daze as Zhao Hai dragged him forward, his soul seemingly wandering aimlessly.

Zhao Hai strolled around the vast naval academy with Gary in tow. Although the scenery was quite nice, Zhao Hai had no time to appreciate it and was extremely annoyed.

Zhao Hai originally wanted to find a training ground or similar sports field to practice the use of his strength, since he was not yet able to control his increasing power very well.

But as Zhao Hai walked, he realized he was lost.

Inside a naval academy, Zhao Hai actually got completely lost.

"Gary, wake up! Where are we?"

Looking at the blue sky above and the quiet buildings around him, Zhao Hai shook Gary, who was still in a daze, with a hint of helplessness.

"what……"

Gary was startled by Zhao Hai's sudden interruption of his thoughts, but fortunately he still heard Zhao Hai's question. He scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "This is my first time at the Naval Academy..."

So we're considered lost now?

Upon hearing Gary's reply, Zhao Hai felt utterly hopeless.

Gary, a local, had hoped to familiarize himself with the college campus, but that only hope vanished.

Is it really a good idea to build a house like this?

Seeing that there was no hope in relying on Gary, Zhao Hai wanted to try to make some progress by relying on his memory, but looking at the rows of houses around him that resembled a maze, he was somewhat speechless.

Hey!

It seems the only option is to swallow my pride and "ask those of lower status" for advice.

Zhao Hai could only accept the incredibly embarrassing reality of being 'lost' with a great deal of helplessness.

Looking at the beautiful young women in front of him, Zhao Hai should have been overjoyed, but at this moment, he wished that even a young boy would appear.

For no other reason than to lose face in front of beautiful women, especially since being 'lost' was such a bizarre and low-level thing that could easily be mistaken for a pervert trying to pick her up.

Those with a better temper would just chuckle and let it go.

If you encounter someone with a fiery temper, they'll just take action and teach the pervert a lesson.

After some deliberation, in order to fully embody the fine tradition of "better to die than to die for one's fellow Daoist,"

Zhao Hai ultimately decided not to let his great influence be damaged, so he shamelessly said to Gary, "Gary, go ask that pretty girl up ahead how to get to the martial arts arena?"

"Oh!"

Gary nodded slightly and walked towards the group of pretty girls in front of him.

"Excellent! When I become a powerful figure in the world, I will definitely protect you."

Seeing how cooperative Gary was, Zhao Hai was quite pleased.

Although he was secretly pleased, Zhao Hai did not show it at all.

He raised his palm slightly, tilted his head slightly, and strolled around with an extremely comfortable expression, admiring the beautiful scenery around him.

There was no trace of embarrassment on his face from being 'lost' just moments before, as if he had become a completely different person in an instant.

Zhao Hai's expression at this moment was incredibly flamboyant, like that of an ancient poet or witty scholar.

But these were all just Zhao Hai's outward appearances; in reality, he had no beautiful scenery in his heart at this moment.

He was just trying to make the girls around him think that he wasn't lost, that he and Gary, the guy he had asked for directions, were not the same kind of people, but just new tourists who were casually wandering around.

That's right! He's a tourist. Zhao Hai's role as an actor is now incredibly precise—a tourist who wanders around, captivated by the beautiful scenery.

"Hai, come here quickly, I've found the way. The training ground is just ahead. This lady said she'd be happy to take us there."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: An Awkward Swordsmanship Duel (Bonus Chapter)

Suddenly, Gary's excited roar struck Zhao Hai's incredibly fragile heart.

Zhao Hai was confident in his superb acting skills, but he inexplicably overlooked the crucial character of Gary.

It seems that the saying "only when you are calm can you make the wisest decisions" is not just a casual remark.

Zhao Hai sighed softly, and like a wilted eggplant, he walked listlessly toward Gary, who had a devilish smile on his face.

What should normally be a journey of only two or three seconds was stretched to a full minute by Zhao Hai before he finally reached the navy girl where Gary was.

"These women must be exceptionally beautiful, the kind of high-achieving students who can only be formally called 'senior sisters' in university."

As Zhao Hai approached, he saw Gary seemingly about to give him a self-introduction, so he quickly stepped in and greeted the girls next to Gary.

But as soon as he said it, Zhao Hai regretted it.

"College student?"

"Senior?"

Sure enough, soon after, the girls opposite Zhao Hai let out a soft exclamation, staring at him with suspicion.

Looking into those clear, inquisitive eyes across from him, filled with a strong thirst for knowledge, Zhao Hai felt utterly bewildered and as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, Zhao Hai was skilled and quickly covered it up, putting on a smiling face and saying, "This is what people from my hometown call it. I hope you ladies will forgive my embarrassment."

Having been influenced by his mother Li Xue since childhood, Zhao Hai knew very well what women liked to hear most. In any case, praising someone's beauty was never wrong. This was a life lesson Zhao Hai had learned from his mother through countless painful experiences.

Sure enough, no woman can escape the allure of beauty. When they heard Zhao Hai call them beauties, they all smiled broadly and immediately became enthusiastic.

"Young man, we are also the new generation of the Naval Academy this year. I heard you are going to the training ground. Let me take you there."

A pretty girl in a beautiful dress volunteered to walk up to Zhao Hai.

Smelling the fragrant aroma emanating from nearby, Zhao Hai was captivated. He responded softly and followed the beautiful woman toward the martial arts arena.

Although Zhao Hai had seen many beautiful women in his original world, it was only in virtual scenes such as television media, or in fleeting glimpses on the street.

"We've arrived. This is the Naval Academy's training ground. I'll be going now."

Suddenly, Zhao Hai, who was enjoying the beautiful moment, was disturbed by a soft voice.

Zhao Hai stared at the retreating figure of the pretty girl for a long time before he finally realized what was happening and said, "Oh, you've arrived so quickly!"

Looking up, I saw a fairly large training ground, a huge drill ground surrounded by various weapons such as knives, spears, and clubs. There were also some special training areas nearby, such as a training area for something like the 'Naval Six Styles'.

In fact, Zhao Hai really liked the Navy's "Six Styles of the Navy," which is one of the main reasons why he arrived at the Navy Headquarters so quickly, even before his power was fully stabilized.

The Six Styles of the Navy—Finger Pistol, Iron Body, Shave, Moon Walk, Tempest Kick, and Paper Drawing—is a martial art developed by the Navy to surpass the limits of human physical ability.

Thinking about how naval admirals in anime used the "Six Powers of the Navy" to wreak havoc, especially those in the World Government's intelligence agency CP who had developed the "Six Powers of the Navy" to a certain level and were renowned throughout the land, Zhao Hai felt a strong desire to follow suit.

"Gary, come on, let me teach you the Navy's supreme martial art, the 'Naval Six Styles'."

Zhao Hai called out to Gary beside him, but received no response for a long time.

Just as Zhao Hai was wondering and about to turn around, he suddenly heard a "clang" as a sword was drawn from its sheath.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Zhao Hai saw that Gary was no longer by his side. He was already eager for something and, while Zhao Hai was in a daze, he had already run to the training ground and was playing with various weapons and swords, having a great time.

"Never mind what I said, anyway, Gary will be able to learn the 'Naval Six Styles' later."

Having wasted his expression, Zhao Hai said no more and strode towards the training ground.

After browsing the weapons rack, Zhao Hai finally chose one of the sharp swords.

"bass!"

The sword was drawn, its cold light flashing. Zhao Hai held the sword in his hand, secretly examining it.

"Indeed, it is incomparable to the 12 Supreme Grade Swords, 21 Great Grade Swords, and 50 Excellent Grade Swords in this world, which are among the 83 famous swords."

Zhao Hai felt a little disappointed when he thought of the "One Character Script of Harmony and Tao" that he had seen at Zoro's place.

"Koby, let's practice!"

Zhao Hai casually brandished his sword a few times, but felt nothing. He was itching to show off his skills, so he turned to Gary, who was enthusiastically practicing his swordplay to the side.

Seeing Gary's obvious hesitant expression, Zhao Hai knew that Gary was worried that he was too strong, so he quickly explained, "Don't worry, I will go easy on you."

"it is good!"

Gary was still just a boy, and upon hearing Zhao Hai's assurance, his blood boiled, and he drew his sword to fight.

"Take this!"

Although it was just a regular duel, Gary dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately took the initiative, unleashing a sword strike.

Seeing Gary's enthusiasm, Zhao Hai had no reason not to oblige. He immediately abandoned the use of the Seven Transformations of Heaven - Fish Leap Transformation and directly used the purest sword techniques to fight his enemy.

Zhao Hai wielded his sword, mimicking moves he had seen on television, and countered Gary's swordplay.

Ultimately, they were just two novices who were trying their hand at swords for the first time. Their movements were less like a duel and more like swordplay techniques.

It's like two kids playing with bamboo swords, one swinging and the other defending, and they're only attacking the sword itself, which is really painful to watch.

Fortunately, the naval academy hasn't officially started yet, and there aren't many people here, so Zhao Hai and his group aren't afraid of losing face.

Although their movements were clumsy, like children swinging their swords, it was their first time playing, and Zhao Hai and his companion were thoroughly enjoying themselves, lost in their own world and completely forgetting about time.