One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

"Huh? Wait a minute, isn't this Seymourne Village? How did it turn into Shimotsuki Village again?"

Abel suddenly noticed Hua Dian!

Chapter 223 I want to see Koushirou's swordsmanship

"Symmo Zhiji means Frostmoon, don't you even know that?... Luckily, you almost changed the subject and fooled me!"

"Huh? Was he just changing the subject?"

"As expected of the Ed family, their minds work so fast, I didn't even have time to react."

"You bet they are! Slave traders are so cunning; we almost fell for their tricks without even realizing it!"

"Hmph, you think you can fool me, King Eddard? You're a hundred years too early!"

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"Um... excuse me, is there a Dojo in your village?"

Abel asked, somewhat uncertainly.

"Has Master Koushirou become so famous? Even slave traders have heard of the Isshin Dojo?!"

"..."

Koushirou, it seems I was right!

Abel's eyes flashed, and he suddenly changed his mind.

He was eager to see Koushirou's swordsmanship.

Before he traveled through time, many people had speculated that Koushirou's swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

This conjecture was further corroborated after Koushirou's true identity was revealed.

Koushirou's original name should be Shimotsuki Koushirou.

The son of Shimotsuki Kozaburo, the famous swordsmith of Wano Country!

The Great Grade Swords of the Twenty-One, Enma and Wado Ichimonji, were both crafted by Shimotsuki Kozaburo!

Several decades ago, Shimotsuki Kozaburo and a group of samurai from Wano Country went on an adventure at sea and eventually arrived at a certain land in the East China Sea. They fought against mountain bandits and taught the villagers swordsmanship.

Later, Shimotsuki Kozaburo fell in love with a woman and decided to settle there, thus establishing Shimotsuki Village, which continues to this day.

It is clear that Koushirou did not inherit his father's identity as a swordsmith, but instead devoted himself to studying swordsmanship.

"Swordsmanship from Wano Country... If I don't experience it, wouldn't it be a waste of my trip to the East Blue?"

Just as Abel was about to speak after making up his mind, a little boy with green algae-like hair suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, holding a wooden knife in his hand.

"You despicable slave traders, take this!"

The green-haired brat rushed forward recklessly, and could vaguely hear someone behind him trying to stop him.

But it's no use!

Facing the charging green-haired imp, Abel easily blocked the wooden sword that was thrown at him with just one finger.

"Kid, that's not how you use a knife."

"A knife is used to kill."

Abel released only a tiny bit of killing intent, and the brat in front of him immediately let go of his grip, fell to the ground, and kept touching his neck.

In that instant, the green-haired brat seemed to have already seen his own head fall to the ground.

That's why I subconsciously let go of her hand.

"Zoro, Zoro, are you alright?"

Just then, a short-haired girl squeezed out of the crowd and ran to the side of the green-haired brat.

Seeing that he seemed to be just frightened, he immediately raised his head and looked directly at Abel without fear.

"The purpose of cultivating the sword is to protect the weak, not simply for the purpose of killing."

"Compared to Zoro, who steps forward to protect everyone as soon as he hears bad guys are around, you're the one who really knows nothing!"

"well said!"

"That's it, Kuina, teach this guy a lesson!"

"Let this outsider experience the power of the Isshin Dojo!"

The surrounding villagers immediately began to support the short-haired girl, seemingly without any concern for her strength or safety.

Because this place is called Frostmoon Village.

"Zoro... Kuina... those are really familiar names."

"So, the villain was actually myself?"

Okay, I am the villain!

Abel pursed his lips; he didn't deny Guina's point of view, but he didn't completely agree with it either.

Because the essence of a knife is to kill, and this is an essence that cannot be concealed by any moral interpretation it may have!

"Perhaps the person who taught you swordsmanship has always told you this, but that has nothing to do with me."

"My knife is only for killing."

Abel suddenly revealed the scabbard hidden beneath his suit jacket.

"I am neither a lost merchant nor a slave trader."

"I only wish to learn swordsmanship from the Isshin Dojo. May I go in?"

Abel touched the back of his neck. He had wanted to keep a low profile, so why did it end up like this?

Am I really born to be a villain?

How come such a handsome face doesn't serve any purpose?

"No, someone of unknown origin like you is not allowed to enter the village."

Kuina also drew her wooden sword, her expression resolute, and stood in front of them.

Speaking of which, Kuina seems to be two years older than Zoro, and she's only 8 years old this year.

Despite her young age and being a girl, she is already so responsible. No wonder Zoro has always regarded her as a goal he wants to surpass.

Abel, who was only two or three years older than Kuina, was already on a completely different level of strength.

"You can't stop my knife."

Disdainful of bullying his opponent, Abel drew his sword, Onimaru, and casually swung it behind him.

A powerful flying slash flew into the dense forest, cutting down all the trees in its path!

One by one, large trees fell, crashing to the ground with a thud.

The villagers, who had just been indignant and wanted to stop Abel, this 'slave trader,' from entering the village, suddenly fell silent!

Ultimately, all they knew was that Master Koushin of the Isshin Dojo was very powerful.

Over the years, there have been bad guys who have targeted this village, but they have all been dealt with by the Isshin Dojo.

But they couldn't say exactly how powerful it was.

They had never seen anything like Abel's casual wave of his hand, which created a sword aura over ten meters long.

"So...so strong!"

Having recovered, Zoro looked at the dense forest ravaged by sword energy not far away, his mind filled with the replay of that magnificent flying slash!

Now no one could stop Abel from going in.

Even as Abel walked past the motionless Kuina, he could see the utter shock on her face.

Clearly, that last strike was far beyond her current capabilities!

She couldn't handle it, nor could she stop it.

And seeing the other person's incredibly relaxed expression, she knew that this was just a casual gesture, meant to discourage her.

They didn't even show their true abilities.

Just like casually dismissing a child who just asked for candy.

A bitter look appeared on Kuina's face. Her proud record in the dojo seemed so vulnerable at this moment.

"Kuina, let's go quickly and inform the teacher! I believe that Koushirou-sensei will definitely not lose!"

Zoro shouted and then grabbed Kuina and ran ahead.

Hearing his father's name.

Kuina immediately regained some confidence. That's right, as long as her father was there, she definitely wouldn't lose to that guy!

Chapter 224 Sparring Inside the Hall!

Walking through the village, Abel could clearly feel the hostility of the surrounding villagers.

After all, Isshin Dojo is the guardian deity of the village.

Now that a guy of unknown origin has suddenly appeared out of nowhere and wants to challenge Master Koushirou, they are definitely not going to give him a friendly look.

However, due to the strength Abel displayed at the village entrance, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

But deep down, he desperately hoped that his master, Koushirou, could defeat him and teach him a lesson.

Incidentally, many people have already gone to the Isshin Dojo to deliver the news.

Because of his carelessness, Master Toko Shiro's car overturned.

Abel didn't mind and strolled leisurely through the village, letting them go and inform the people at the Isshin Dojo.

Although his arrival seemed like he was there to cause trouble, only he knew that he really just wanted to see the other party's swordsmanship and make up for his own shortcomings.