One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

Looking at Kaido, whose eyes were shining, Ron suddenly felt a wicked sense of amusement.

"Ron, say something!" Kaido was getting increasingly anxious seeing Ron just smiling at him. "Don't you dare go back on your word! Annika and Newgate can vouch for me! You just said you'd teach me that 'Ultimate Body Technique'!"

Kaido spoke very quickly, as if afraid that Ron would shrug and say, "I didn't say that" at any moment.

"Heh." Ron chuckled lightly and spoke slowly, "Before that... what should you call me? Kaido?"

Kaido paused for a second, his mind still reeling: "What? What do you mean by 'what do you mean'? Can't you speak like a human being?"

Beside her, Annika whispered a reminder: "Lord Kaido...Lord Ron is implying that you should call him Master."

"What?!" Kaido's voice trailed off, his eyes wide and his face clearly saying, "Are you kidding me?" He then said irritably, "Ron, you're such a jerk! I treated you like a brother, and you want to be my master?"

Upon hearing this, the white-bearded man sitting on the ship's railing silently shifted his body, changing his perspective from facing the island to facing the deck.

He remained in the same position, one hand supporting his head, a faint smile on his face, watching the scene with great interest.

Ron patted Kaido on the shoulder with a smile, his tone earnest: "Of course I consider you a brother, Kaido. However, this ultimate taijutsu is passed down in my sect, and the sect's rules clearly state: it cannot be taught to outsiders, only to disciples."

What the heck?

What sect?

What disciple?

Why can't it be passed on to outsiders? Why can it only be passed on to disciples?

"Gulala lala".

While Kaido looked completely bewildered, Whitebeard, sitting on the ship's railing, couldn't help but laugh.

Kaido glanced at Ron, then at Whitebeard, and scoffed, "What kind of ridiculous rule is this! Can't you just skip this stupid rule and teach me directly?"

"Of course not." Ron shook his head decisively.

Kaido hesitated for a while, his expression changing several times, before finally letting out a sigh of relief as if he had figured something out.

Finding a master in exchange for an ultimate physical technique is a deal that's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

Besides, once you've learned it yourself... who cares about whether you have a master or not?

"Master," Kaido called out softly.

"Good, good, good disciple!" Ron was overjoyed.

"Can we begin now?" Kaido asked impatiently.

Ron suddenly stopped smiling and looked at Kaido with a serious expression: "Unfilial disciple, you just insulted the sect's rules. I hereby announce that you are expelled from the sect and are no longer a disciple."

Kaido stood there, stunned, his mind blank.

What? I've only just started, and I've already been fired?

After regaining his composure, he exploded with a string of curses: "You son of a bitch, Ron! You dared to mess with me!"

"Insulting one's master is an even greater offense!"

"Tsk, you just said you don't recognize me anymore!"

"One thing at a time. As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life.'"

"Have you no shame, Ron!" Kaido retorted speechlessly. "You've been my master and now you want to be my father?"

"You unfilial son!" Ron remained unaffected by his teasing, his expression still solemn. "Do you want to learn?"

"Then teach me!" Kaido practically roared.

"Alright," Ron cleared his throat, "Ron's Little Classroom is officially in session."

Whitebeard didn't interrupt, remaining quietly seated and watching. He wanted to see how Ron would explain himself when Kaido discovered he'd been tricked again.

On the deck, Kaido and Annika sat down.

Ron paced back and forth in front of them, occasionally touching his chin and occasionally looking up at the sky.

Being a mentor for the first time, I had absolutely no idea how to teach.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to follow his own feelings.

"First, close your eyes. Then slowly feel the flow of your own power. Tell me what you see as the power flows," Ron said tentatively.

Soon, both Annika and Kaido closed their eyes.

The deck fell silent.

Ten minutes passed, and no one spoke.

"Did you feel it?" Ron couldn't help but ask.

Kaido slowly opened his eyes, looking suspicious: "No, it was pitch black, I didn't see anything, I didn't feel anything."

"Me too." Annika opened her eyes and shook her head.

Ron nodded slightly. He knew that Annika couldn't sense it. The Eight Gates Technique required the body to be strengthened through excessive training before it could be used, and her physical condition was far from up to standard.

I wanted to involve her, just to give her a sense of participation.

But even Kaido couldn't do it, which shows that his previous idea was indeed unworkable.

"I've got it." Ron suddenly thought of something and immediately mobilized the Nine-Tails' chakra within his body, transferring it to Kaido and Annika. "Try it again, using the same method as before."

Sure enough, Kaido successfully sensed it this time, given the presence of chakra.

Just then, the golden lion, having just finished counting its spoils, came out happily.

He first glanced at the deck. Ron was standing, while Kaido and Annika were sitting on the ground, the three of them chattering amongst themselves.

Finally, his gaze fell on the white-bearded man who was propping his head up on the railing and watching the show.

The Golden Lion walked over, leaned against the railing next to Whitebeard, and asked with a smile, "Hey, Newgate, what are those three idiots doing?"

The white-bearded man glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said in a nonchalant tone, "Mind your own business."

"Hey? Newgate, you're such a jerk, you never say anything likable."

Golden Lion sneered, sat on the railing, crossed his legs, and glanced at Ron and the others with disdain. "Judging from Ron's tone, he's teaching Kaido something? Tsk tsk tsk... That Kaido kid is really something else. What does a newcomer know? If he really wants to learn, why doesn't he come to you, or me? Right?"

"Shiki, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute," the white-bearded man said coldly.

"Hehehehe," the Golden Lion laughed, but he wasn't angry. He knew Whitebeard; that was just his personality—he always acted indifferent to everyone.

Just then, Kaido slowly stood up.

Following Ron's advice, he began trying to unlock his first limitation.

His breathing slowed, his hands gently clenched in front of him, then he clenched them into fists.

"Ultimate Taijutsu - Activate!"

He came up with the name on the spot, and when he shouted it out, it was full of youthful bravado.

As the restrictions were lifted, a burst of air suddenly erupted from Kaido's body. Green energy covered his body like a thin film of light, his hair and clothes were blown upwards by the airflow, and the deck beneath his feet made a slight sinking sound.

"Ultimate Taijutsu - Reopened!"

"boom!"

Kaido himself unleashed an even stronger surge of energy.

"Ultimate Taijutsu - Unleash Again!"

"boom!"

This time, the deck instantly developed spiderweb-like cracks due to the eruption.

The Golden Lion's laughter abruptly stopped. He slowly turned his head, looking at the Whitebeard with a suspicious expression: "What's going on? What is Ron teaching???"

The white-bearded man didn't answer; the relaxed, spectator-like expression on his face was long gone.

His gaze also fell on Kaido, his eyes swirling with a complex expression.

Damn it, Ron, aren't you just messing with Kaido?

Are you serious?

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