Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

Rangiku sheathed her Zanpakuto, clapped her hands, as if she had accomplished a trivial task.

She glanced at the people scattered on the ground, and a smile curved her lips.

"This is my power. I really look forward to Bankai."

She turned around and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the people lying on the ground.

"You've messed with the wrong person."

On the other side of the battlefield, Jack crawled out of the ruins.

His mammoth was covered in dust and gravel, and a large patch of fur on its back was charred, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Artoria's magic left a deep wound on his back, stretching from his shoulder to his waist. Blood gushed from the wound, staining his fur red.

But his eyes remained fierce.

"Damn little brat..."

He cursed under his breath as the massive mammoth rose from the ruins, its four legs thumping heavily on the ground.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, searching for the woman wielding the sword.

But he couldn't find her.

Because a figure was blocking his view.

That's a woman.

A woman dressed in a white kimono, with long black hair cascading over her shoulders, had skin as white as porcelain.

She had a knife hanging at her waist, engraved with some ancient patterns.

She wore a gentle smile that made people feel at ease, like a mother's embrace or the spring sunshine.

But Jack's animal instincts told him that this woman looked more dangerous than the one with the sword.

"who are you?"

Jack's voice was deep and fierce, and the mammoth's trunk swung in the air, making a whooshing sound.

Retsu Unohana slightly raised her head, looking at the enormous mammoth before her, her smile unchanged.

"There are eight thousand flowers of Mao."

Her voice was very gentle, as gentle as if she were talking to a child.

"I'm here to fight."

She spoke very calmly, as calmly as if she were saying that the weather was nice today.

Jack's eyes widened suddenly.

It's not because I'm afraid.

It's because of anger.

He is the top commander of the Beasts Pirates, a monster with a bounty of one billion Berries. He believes that even an admiral would not dare to say such things in front of him.

How dare this woman be so arrogant?

"court death!"

Jack roared, and the mammoth's body surged forward, its massive tusks thrusting towards Mao Zhihua.

The ivory tusks, like two enormous curved swords, drew two silver arcs in the air with astonishing speed and terrifying power.

Wherever the ivory passed, the air was torn apart, producing a sharp whistling sound.

Unohana Retsu did not dodge.

She didn't even draw her sword.

She only turned her body slightly to the side, so slightly that it was almost imperceptible, but that tiny shift allowed Jack's ivory to glide past her without even touching the hem of her clothes.

Jack's eyes widened.

Was his attack dodged?

Was he evaded by a woman who looked frail and weak?

impossible.

That's absolutely impossible.

Although he looks clumsy, his attack speed ranks among the top five in the entire Beasts Pirates.

But the woman simply turned slightly to the side and dodged it.

This is unscientific; it's such an amazing ability to judge distances.

"Your attack was too direct."

Unohana Retsu's voice remained gentle, tinged with regret, as if she were instructing a wayward student.

"A direct attack is easy to see through."

Jack's expression changed.

It's not anger.

It is a warning.

He has lived for so many years and has encountered many opponents, some very strong, some very weak, some very cunning, and some very foolish.

But no one has ever been able to speak to him in that tone after dodging his attacks.

This tone is like a teacher commenting on a student's homework.

This tone made him feel a sense of humiliation he had never experienced before.

"Shut up, woman!"

Jack roared, and the mammoth's trunk lashed out like a giant whip, striking Unohana Retsu.

Its long nose is faster and stronger than ivory, and its attack range is wider, almost covering all the space around Unohana Retsu.

She couldn't possibly dodge that attack.

But Unohana Retsu still didn't dodge.

She extended her left hand.

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A fair, slender hand that looks like it would break if you bent it.

The hand grabbed the mammoth's long trunk.

That hand was like an iron clamp, gripping Jack's nose tightly.

Jack's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

His nose was caught?

His nose, strong enough to fling a warship away or crush a small mountain, was actually caught by a woman with one hand.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

He shook his nose forcefully, trying to shake off the hand.

But the hand remained motionless, as if it were attached to his nose.

"I told you, your attack was too direct."

Unohana Retsu's voice remained gentle, but a hint of coldness finally appeared in her eyes.

"A direct attack is not only easy to see through, but also easy to be caught."

She pulled her hand suddenly.

Jack's mammoth was pulled forward and staggered two steps, its four legs carving four deep furrows in the ground, sending pebbles flying and dust billowing.

A look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

It's not because of power.

It's because of that composure.

This woman was never serious from beginning to end.

She dodged his attacks as if she were taking a walk.

She grabbed his nose as if she were grasping at a straw.

She pulled his body as if she were pulling a toy car.

This composure only proves one thing.

This woman is worth his serious effort.

"Who exactly are you?"

Jack's voice lowered, no longer roaring as before.

His mammoth body began to shrink, his bones cracked, his muscles reformed, and his fur contracted.

In less than three seconds, the giant mammoth disappeared, replaced by a burly man.

He was over five meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, as if sculpted from rock. His skin was a dark brown color, covered with scars, each scar telling a story of a life-or-death struggle.

It has two curved horns on its head, like a real mammoth.

He held a huge scythe in each hand, the blades coated with deadly poison, gleaming with a ghostly blue light in the morning light.

This is Jack's human-beast form.

In this form, he can retain the agility and skill of a human while also unleashing the full power and defense of an Ancient Zoan-type Devil Fruit.

"Jack the Drought, the VIP of the Beasts Pirates."

Retsu Unohana looked at the burly man in front of her, her smile still gentle.