The white lion named Leakey rolled its eyes in a human-like manner and simply covered its eyes with its two furry paws.

Shivering.jpg!

"What's going on?"

“Nicky shouldn’t be like this normally!”

Mochi, the vice-captain of the Buggy Pirates, who prides himself on having seen it all, is now somewhat at a loss.

Mochi subconsciously looked around and saw a young man wearing a navy cloak strolling towards them. He seemed oblivious to their large group and walked up to them as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the park after a meal.

At this moment, even if Moqi's reaction time was slow, he began to realize that something was wrong. His eyes turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice:

"Kid, is it you who caused Ricky to become like this?"

With his hands in his pockets, Yang Ming, as if he had foreseen the future, tilted his head slightly and dodged the beast-taming whip that was coming at him.

Yang Ming paused slightly, looked up at the Buggy Pirates, and smirked.

"A piece of trash with a combat power of only five."

Upon hearing this, Bucky and the others' faces darkened.

Chapter 116 Bucky, dare you take my sword?

When is a man at his most distressed?

Was it that Old Wang next door stole your cabbage?

wrong!

Was it betrayed by a close friend?

wrong!

Was he insulted to his face by the goddess?

Big mistake!

In fact, it's when you get slapped in the face in public!

The happy expressions on the faces of the Buggy Pirates froze for a moment as their piercing gazes fell on the young Marine not far away.

If looks could kill, Yang Ming would probably already be dead, riddled with arrows.

Seeing that his whip had missed Yang Ming, Moqi scratched his fluffy head, ready to give Yang Ming a good beating.

Seeing his partner so reckless, the white lion Ricky slapped Mochi, knocking him to the ground.

"Leaky, what are you doing?"

Mochi got up from the ground, dusted off his white fleece and animal-claw boots, and then looked at Liki with a puzzled expression.

As Yang Ming's footsteps drew closer, Liki instinctively sensed an overwhelming terror descending upon him. Every cell in his body trembled, and he quickly dropped to the ground on all fours, as if welcoming the arrival of a king, even letting out a fawning "howl".

Never underestimate an animal's instincts.

These creatures are able to survive the brutal competition in nature and have a far greater sense of smell for danger than humans.

Just like before an earthquake, there is always a large-scale animal migration, which is because these animals sense that danger is approaching.

In Liki's perception, that seemingly harmless boy was a being more terrifying than a natural disaster like an earthquake!

"Leaky, you're a lion, not a dog!"

Mochi is going crazy.

In all his years as an animal trainer, he had never encountered a situation like this before.

Ignoring the stares of others, Yang Ming walked straight toward Bucky the Clown, while the system notification echoed in his ears.

"Ding!"

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

A lottery wheel slowly appeared, with three types of prizes: items, bloodlines, and martial arts skills.

Props: Spaceship, Dragon Balls...

Bloodline: Saiyan bloodline, Majin Buu bloodline...

Martial arts: Kamehameha, Kaioken...

【One-Star Dragon Ball】: When you collect all seven Dragon Balls, you can summon Shenron to make a wish.

Yang Ming has been having bad luck lately and hasn't drawn anything good.

At least now, if Yang Ming can gather the other six Dragon Balls, he can make a wish to Shenron, and even a prize like Saiyan bloodline is not out of the question.

"navy?"

Bucky the Clown stared intently at Yang Ming's excessively youthful face, seemingly sensing something was amiss, but unable to quite put his finger on it.

Bucky the Clown gestured to his right and left arms with his eyes. The young man with bangs beside him nodded silently in agreement, stepped onto the unicycle, and walked alone with a sword, like a juggler in a circus.

A warm summer breeze blew in his face, causing Kabaji's bangs and scarf to flutter, and a cunning glint flashed in his single eye beyond his bangs.

"Acrobatic swordsmanship!"

While using words to confuse his opponent, Kabaji raised his sword with one hand, and at the same moment, he suddenly flipped his other hand and pulled out a colored smoke bomb from his pocket and threw it out. With a "bang", the choking smoke spread and obscured Yang Ming's vision.

As the chief of staff of the Buggy Pirates, Cabaji is known for his despicable nature and has no bottom line as a swordsman. He will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

By using smoke grenades to achieve a surprise effect, Kabaj has used this tactic to ambush and kill countless self-proclaimed experts.

Kabaji believes that this time will be no exception!

"Die, you arrogant navy!"

The next instant, based on his memory, Kabaji thrust his sword forcefully towards Yang Ming's location, the cold light of his sword piercing through the swirling colorful smoke.

In Kabaji's mind, the overconfident boy must have already been killed by his sword through the heart.

However, the sensation from the tip of the sword was not the feeling of a longsword piercing into a person; rather, it was like touching a hard rock, producing a crisp "ding" sound.

The terrain here is open, and the colorful smoke was quickly dispersed by the summer breeze, revealing the scene below.

The moment he saw the situation clearly, Kabaji's expression changed drastically, revealing a look of horror.

"This is impossible!"

But then, Yang Ming gently raised his right hand and easily blocked Kabaji's powerful thrust with just his index finger.

Kabaji, Mochi, and the other pirates were all dumbfounded. As natives of the East Blue, they had no idea that there were always people more powerful than themselves, and they found the scene before them to be surreal.

Mochi glanced at his partner out of the corner of his eye and finally realized why Leigh had tried so hard to stop him!

So, facing Liki's speechless gaze, Mochi slightly raised half of its body and hid directly under the belly of the white lion, only sticking out its head to breathe oxygen.

Bucky the Clown, forgetting to berate his first mate for his ridiculous behavior, suddenly felt a shock in his eyes and knew something was wrong.

Although Buggy the Clown wasn't very strong, he was still a member of the Pirate King Roger's crew. Even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen pork before, so he immediately noticed that the young Marine in front of him had covered his index finger with Armament Haki, making it much harder than steel.

"I just don't believe this!"

The setback only fueled Kabaji's fighting spirit. He brandished his two long, narrow swords, creating a dazzling display of blades, and suddenly enveloped Yang Ming, attempting to reach past the index finger and leave a wound on Yang Ming's body.

Kabaji was fast, but Yang Ming was even faster.

Each index finger seemed to have a premonition, always arriving a step ahead of the sword's edge, easily parrying the aggressive swordsmanship.

Kabaji grew increasingly terrified as the fight progressed, his expression gradually breaking down to the point of self-isolation.

Unbeknownst to him, cold sweat had already soaked through Kabaji's back, making him look as if he had just been pulled from the sea. A rather absurd thought even crossed his mind:

"I... I can't even scratch his fingernails?"

Taking advantage of a lull in Kabaji's concentration, Yang Ming flicked his finger.

A section of the tip of Kabaji's longsword had broken off at some point, and Yang Ming used it to propel it out, sending it flying through the air like a streak of silver light before piercing straight through Kabaji's head.

"Uh……"

Kabaji's body slumped over the wheelbarrow, raising a cloud of dust.

Even in his dying moments, Kabaji's eyes remained wide open in anger, his death unfulfilled!

Stepping over Cabaji's corpse, Yang Ming walked forward, with the Buggy Pirates pushing and shoving aside like waves, none daring to stop him.

Seeing that his subordinates were all useless, Bucky the Joker mustered his courage and said with a forced smile:

"Young man, do you know who I am?"

Yang Ming looked up at the person in front of him and gave a cold smile.

"Then do you know who I am?"

Bucky the Clown was rendered speechless by Yang Ming's direct rebuke and could only manage an awkward smile.

Immediately, he straightened his back, pointed a finger at his nose, and said in a bluffing manner:

"Young man, I was already a crew member on Roger's ship before you were even born. If I hadn't taken an arrow to the knee back then, I might be a world-renowned pirate by now!"

Mochi, Richie, and the other pirates were hearing about their captain's background for the first time—that he had once been a member of the Pirate King Roger's crew—and a murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd.

Bucky the Clown chuckled to himself, using his wide sleeves to shield himself from the enemy's view. His white-gloved hands were already gripping throwing knives tightly between his ten fingers, while he continued to spout bluffing news that was hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Back in the day, I fought a three-day, three-night battle with the Warring States marshal, and in the end..."

Before he could finish speaking, seeing that Yang Ming seemed to be attracted by the news and had stopped in his tracks, Bucky the Clown smirked and his hands shot out like cannonballs. The throwing knives held tightly between his ten fingers gleamed eerily in the sunlight, clearly coated with a deadly poison that would kill on contact with blood.

For pirates, any means of achieving victory in battle, such as poisoning, kidnapping, threats, and intimidation, can be learned without a teacher.

In any case, history is written by the victors.

As long as they can keep winning, future generations will only sing their praises and not expose the dirty deeds of the victors.

At that moment, Bucky the Clown burst into maniacal laughter:

"You little brat, I'm a split-person who ate the Paramecia-type Chop-Chop Fruit. Give me a good taste of the gift I've prepared for you!"

Eight throwing knives blocked Yang Ming's escape routes. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be powerless to save him at this moment. Once grazed by the poisoned throwing knives, they would surely die from the poison.

Yang Minghu's body trembled, and a domineering aura that could make everything pale in comparison suddenly rose up.

The throwing knife that had approached Yang Ming seemed to hit an invisible and intangible wall of air, and along with his two split hands, it suddenly fell from mid-air.

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