I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Although the world of One Piece is full of powerful figures, including Whitebeard who is comparable to a moving natural disaster, the ordinary people in the towns are just ordinary people.

An ordinary East China Sea branch navy member who is stronger than an average person, meaning someone who, upon first leaving the navy, could take down a whole group with a single punch.

But the residents of the town in front of us are different.

These people vary in size, but in general they are all quite robust, and their eyes are determined, giving them an unusual impression.

"It feels like our first stop after arriving on the Grand Line, Whiskey Peak, a place teeming with bounty hunters."

Zoro placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, making this assessment of the town's inhabitants.

At this time.

Suddenly, a bald man with a shiny bald head emerged from the crowd ahead.

The bald man, with a determined expression, strode towards them.

"Are they outsiders?"

The bald man smiled slightly and said:

"Could I take up a little of your time?"

"I would like to talk to you about our great cause."

This caused Usopp and the others to instinctively take a few steps back, suddenly feeling something was amiss.

People were walking from all directions along the road.

These people vary in size and height, but they all have sparse hair roots, shiny foreheads, and are basically half-bald.

"Could I take up a little of your time?"

Do you have time?

"I've seen your ship's skull and crossbones flag. You're pirates, aren't you? Instead of being pirates, why don't you consider switching to a more promising career?"

Do you want to know the meaning of life?

Bald men approached from all directions, their voices overlapping and blending into a cacophony as they drew ever closer.

"These people are strange... they don't seem like good people."

Sanji gradually became serious. He raised his hand, loosened the tie around his neck, and walked towards the approaching bald men.

He lunged forward, bracing himself on the ground with his hands, and kicked at the bald men in front of him like a whirlwind.

But when he casually kicked the bald, muscular man in front of him, the man grunted but didn't back down. Instead, he took the opportunity to grab Sanji's leg.

"Hmm?" Sanji was secretly surprised.

With one leg grabbed, he spun around and lashed out with his other leg like a whip, slamming it hard into the chest of the bald, burly man in front of him with a dull thud.

The bald, burly man grunted, but still didn't back down, and even tried to grab Sanji's leg again.

A look of surprise appeared in Sanji's eyes.

"Aren't you going to back up?"

He knew the power of his kick; the man in front of him would not have an easy time taking that blow. He was clearly injured, but he did not retreat.

“It’s no use.” The bald, burly man stared intently at him.

"We, who have already been tempered by the ultimate training method, will not give up so easily."

"Compared to letting you pirates continue to wander aimlessly in life, what are a few physical pains..."

The other bald, muscular men beside him also swarmed forward.

At this moment, more bald men appeared in the distance, some half-bald and some completely bald, their hair loss was precarious, and their shiny foreheads were visible from all sides.

A cold voice rang out from the crowd.

"Have the preachers already made their move? It seems that in the end, dealing with you pirates still comes down to force."

Emerging from among a group of bald, burly men was a square-faced, bald giant. He was shirtless, muscular, and had the character "壱" (yi) written on his chest.

As he walked, his arms transformed into sharp blades, gleaming with a cold light, leading the group of bald, burly men.

"His arm turned into a knife?"

Zoro's eyes lit up, and he was the first to rush forward, slashing out with his two swords in a crisscross motion, striking his opponent's arms head-on, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

After several minutes of intense exchange.

"Ghost Slayer!"

Zoro sheathed his sword and stood side by side with the bald, muscular man. The latter's blade shattered, blood gushing out, and he knelt on the ground.

"The Blade-Blade Fruit's ability allows one to transform their entire body into blades, but is it powerless against swordsmen who have reached the level of 'Slicing Iron'?"

The bald, burly man, kneeling on the ground, muttered to himself. He took a breath, looked at his bloodied and mangled arms, and felt somewhat dejected.

The Blade-Blade Fruit allows the user to transform their entire body into blades, but ultimately it is still just an ordinary weapon with limited blade strength.

"No, it's just that you're weak." A cold female voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"If you lose, you lose. Stop making excuses."

A dark figure lunged at Zoro from the shadows, a flash of cold light.

With a clang.

Zoro drew his black sword Shusui and held it horizontally in front of him, blocking the lightning-fast attack. He looked up and froze on the spot.

"woman?"

Standing before him was a beautiful woman in her early twenties, slender and tall, wearing a classic black and white maid's dress. Beneath the white lace hem, her long legs were encased in black stockings, appearing long and elegant.

But her attacks were clean and swift, her gaze cold and her killing intent palpable.

"Beautiful maid..." Sanji's eyes lit up with hearts, and he dashed over like a whirlwind, only to be hit on the back of the head by Nami's stick, which stopped him in his tracks.

"Wait... her arm?"

Zoro's eyes widened slightly as the woman's arm transformed into a gleaming blade, resting against his Autumn Water.

"The exact same Devil Fruit? How is that possible?"

"You're really ignorant. It's just a low-tier Devil Fruit."

The maid didn't take it seriously.

Buzzing...

The noisy sounds were right next to his ears when Zoro suddenly noticed that the maid's right arm had transformed into a hideous and exaggerated chainsaw. The saw blade spun rapidly, cutting into the black sword Shusui, creating a dense shower of sparks.

Not only that, her left arm struck again like lightning, transforming into an exaggerated and ferocious chainsaw.

Not only that, her head also quickly deformed, turning into a third chainsaw.

"Chainsaws? Three of them?"

This gesture caused Zoro's pupils to shrink slightly.

With three chainsaws wielded on its left and right arms and head, the sweet maid from before has transformed into a grotesque and bizarre chainsaw man, a stark contrast to her previous appearance.

Chapter 1058 Reiju, You're Too Old

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz!

Amidst the deafening roar of chainsaws, the chainsaw maid wielded three chainsaws, her attacks swift and her movements clean and efficient.

Three-sword style and three chainsaws!

The grotesque chainsaw struck the long sword Zoro was biting in his mouth in a flash, sparks flying everywhere, and the high-speed vibration of the chainsaw also transmitted the vibration to Zoro's two rows of teeth.

"This guy..."

Zoro suddenly seemed a little dazed.

When he was a child, he once secretly took Kuina's chainsaw from the dojo to play with, and even imagined himself as a three-chainsaw style practitioner.

However, he had to give up because the chainsaw was vibrating and making a lot of noise, which made him shout the name of the move.

Kuina, however, has remained true to her original intention of using the chainsaw technique until now.

Zoro never expected to see the image he had imagined in his childhood here.

Three chainsaws!

"This was once my childhood dream, but alas..."

Ta-da!

Buzz buzz buzz!

The dense clanging of metal clashing with the buzzing of chainsaws created an extremely noisy cacophony.

Then a crisp clang was heard.

Half of the blade flew out, slicing a gash in Zoro's shoulder, causing blood to flow freely.

Zoro's expression changed slightly. He leaped back and looked at the long sword in his hand.

Of the three swords in his hands, left and right, and mouth, only the black sword Shusui, known for its hardness, was intact. The blades of the third generation Kitetsu were worn down, and the fine sword Yukizuri, which he obtained from the sword shop in Loguetown, had been cut in two by chainsaw.

Zoro's gaze fell on the three black chainsaws of the Chainsaw Maid, and his eyes narrowed.

As a swordsman, he once again had his blade broken in front of his enemy, and this time, the broken sword was a fine and fast sword that could be ranked among the famous swords.

He recalled once again his brief conversation with Guina when he met her again in Rogge.

On the other side, the burly man who had just been defeated also watched this scene quietly.

He glanced at his own bloodied and mangled arms, then at the chainsaw man's servant's slender arms transformed into chainsaws, and shook his head inwardly.

The Blade-Blade Fruit and the Weapon-Weapon Fruit are of different levels, but the only difference is that the latter can transform into a wider range of shapes, while he can only transform into a blade.

Whether it's a blade or a chainsaw, it's just a form; the only difference lies in the disparity in strength between the two sides.

"It seems my training is still insufficient. Even the Third Generation Kitetsu might not be able to withstand it..." He sheathed Kitetsu as well, leaving only the black sword Shusui, the hardest of the three swords, in his hands. He gripped it with both hands, ready to use the One-Sword Style.

"Hmm? That knife?"

The chainsaw-wielding maid paused her attack slightly, a look of hesitation appearing on her chainsaw-like head.