One Piece: Starting with Breathing Techniques

Chapter 170 The favor is as heavy as a mountain

Looking at the black sword Shusui in his hand, Shimotsuki Soku's vision gradually blurred.

"It's...it's Kuroko Shusui!"

He stood there, stunned and lost in thought, his eyes flashing with countless complex emotions, which finally turned into a long sigh.

He solemnly put away the black sword Qiushui, then turned around and, under Kalan's shocked gaze, bowed deeply to Kiro.

"On behalf of the Frostmoon Clan, I express my deepest gratitude to you!"

Kilo nodded slightly, accepting the greeting without flinching, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since he began carrying the Black Blade Autumn Water, he has often thought of Ryoma's last words before his death, and a heavy burden has been weighing on his heart.

Now that the matter has been resolved, the heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart has finally been lifted.

A moment later, he quickly stepped forward and helped Shimotsuki Soku up.

"Please rise!"

Looking at the two Frost Moon disciples who only mastered general sword techniques, Kiro fell silent.

He recalled that when he was still extremely weak, he had encountered a dojo set by Ryoma on Ryuga Island, and had obtained a fragment of the Dragon Slayer Sword Manual, which he gradually completed over time.

Kiro still clearly remembers that after the dojo master handed over the Dragon Slayer Sword Manual to him, his only request was that he pass it down.

Even after such a long time, Kilo has not encountered a swordsman worthy of his trust, so the matter of passing on the sword manual has been delayed until today.

But upon seeing the sincere-hearted Frostmoon Soku and Karan for the first time, Kiro knew it was time.

He took a deep breath and turned around to rummage through the huge backpack he was carrying.

Under the somewhat puzzled gazes of the two, Kiro solemnly took out a classic book from the very bottom of his backpack.

The pages of the books are both new and old, and traces of revisions and additions can be vaguely seen.

That was the restoration and repair done by Kiro to this paper version of the book after he completed the Dragon Slayer Sword Manual.

After gently wiping away the dust from the book, Kilo solemnly handed it to Shimotsuki Soku, who was standing there in a daze.

"This—this is?!"

Shimotsuki Soku's eyes widened in surprise, and his hands trembled slightly as he accepted the ancient book.

The first thing he saw upon receiving it was the four large characters on the cover of the classic book—

The Dragon-Slaying Sword Manual

In addition, a sense of familiarity and belonging welled up in his heart.

With disbelief in her eyes, Shimotsuki Soku trembled as she opened the first page of the book, trying to confirm her thoughts.

Sure enough, right below the book title, the author's name came into view.

"Shimotsuki—Ryoma!??"

Shimotsuki Soku's hands trembled uncontrollably, his lips moved, and his vision blurred again.

He quickly rubbed his eyes, looking at Kiro with some eagerness and excitement.

"Could this be the legacy passed down from our ancestor, Longma?"

Meeting the gazes of Frostmoon Soku and Karan, Kiro nodded.

"That's right, this is the complete swordsmanship legacy of Shimotsuki Ryoma, recording his unique sword techniques, the essence of swordsmanship, and his inspiration."

"Originally it was a fragment, but after studying it for a long time, I completed it. Now this is the complete Dragon Slayer Sword Manual."

Karan's eyes widened, a gleam of wild joy flashing within them. "So that means—"

"I can learn Ryoma's swordsmanship now?!"

He had been taken in as a disciple by Shimotsuki Soku long ago, and learned from him that he possessed extremely high swordsmanship talent.

However, due to the loss of his inherited sword techniques and the ban on weapons issued by Wano Country, he has been stuck at a bottleneck and unable to break through.

No matter how solid his basic skills were, honed day after day, he could not reach a higher level, could not cut through wooden stakes, much less cut through steel.

He had originally planned to give up on this path and find a job to make a living, but unexpectedly, things have taken a turn for the better now!

This is a sword technique that Mr. Kiro personally completed; it is definitely not comparable to the basic sword techniques he usually practices!

After a moment of silence, Shimotsuki Soku finally bowed deeply to Kilo.

"Mr. Kiro, please forgive me for not being able to express my gratitude further!"

"We will forever remember your kindness to the Frostmoon Clan!"

Kiro waved his hand, smiled, and patted Karan on the shoulder. "Kalan, go learn the Dragon Slayer Sword Manual."

"I look forward to seeing you grow!"

He looked around, his gaze lingering for a moment on the abandoned facilities, and sighed softly.

"Don't worry, I will get the arms ban lifted soon."

"Your dojo will return!"

Shimotsuki Ryoma could almost be considered half of his teacher, but the dojo that Ryoma had inherited was on the verge of closing down, which Kiro simply couldn't accept.

Now that he has arrived, he can no longer ignore this situation!

He waved to Frostmoon Soku and Karan behind him, their faces full of gratitude, and then vanished in a flash.

Stepping back onto the streets of the Flower Capital, Kiro hesitated for a moment before buying a fox mask from a local specialty store on the street and putting it on.

Although Wano Country is quite isolated and news from the outside world rarely reaches this place, it would still be quite troublesome if someone recognized Kiro.

He prefers to keep a low profile rather than be the center of attention.

Furthermore, given his current strength and status, disguising himself would be making a mountain out of a molehill; therefore, a mask would suffice.

Kilo merged into the crowd, activating his full Observation Haki, and rapidly expanded outwards from himself.

As his senses expanded, a deluge of information flooded his mind, making Kilo feel somewhat dizzy.

A moment later, he raised an eyebrow, his lips curled up slightly, and he abruptly withdrew his senses, rushing off in a certain direction at lightning speed.

Even though he flew at an astonishing speed at low altitude, the air remained completely still and silent.

There wasn't even a sonic boom, let alone the slightest sound of wind.

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"Hey, Kaido!"

A burly figure with a full head of blond hair swaggered as he wiped the liquor from his lips, his eyes gleaming with sharp light.

"Are you sure you don't want to team up with me?"

"Your forces are so powerful; if we join forces, we can absolutely destroy the World Government and rule the entire world!"

Upon hearing this, Kaido, who was drinking heavily on the other side, burst into laughter.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

"Shiki, are you out of your mind because of that mast on your head?"

"Even without you, I can still rule the world!"

"Cooperate with you? Don't even think about it!"

Faced with Kaido's blunt rejection, Shiki was not angry, but instead showed a kind of expected disappointment.

"I see—"

"Haha, okay then!"

He suddenly stood up, threw his head back, and laughed loudly, "Since none of you are willing to cooperate with me, then I'll do it myself!"