Sailing: I Open Treasure Chests in the Pirate World

While Ian was looking at the Nine-Tailed Fox Ring, the image of another Devil Fruit appeared in his mind.

"I still have a [Logia-type - Flame-Flame Fruit] in my hand..."

Ian has had the Flame-Flame Fruit for some time now.

He had no intention of "eating" the Flame-Flame Fruit before—he even gave it away twice.

Neither Nami nor Ace had any interest in the Flame-Flame Fruit.

This Logia-type Devil Fruit, which was actually quite good, remained in Ian's possession.

Just like that Tyrannosaurus Rex Fruit that's almost covered in dust...

But no matter how bad the [Flame-Flame Fruit] is.

In Ian's eyes, its significance and value cannot be compared to that of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Fruit.

As for the [Mythical Zoan Type: Nine-Tailed Fox Fruit]...

Back then, Ian was willing to "abandon" the Nine-Tailed Fox Fruit once for the sake of the Float-Float Fruit.

So now, Ian could "abandon" the Nine-Tailed Fox Fruit a second time for the sake of the Flame-Flame Fruit.

"If nobody else is using it, then I'll use it!"

"To revive the glory of Shao Shao is our inescapable duty!"

Ian summoned the last Blood Diamond Chest.

Make a wish and receive a six-star [Magic Control Ring - Imitation].

With a single skill point allocation, you obtain a six-star [Awakened] [Flame-Flame Fruit]!

The Burning Ring is born!

Ian now possesses six [Rings of Magic Control]!

Instead of immediately absorbing the newly enhanced and acquired Devil Fruit abilities, he took out the eight-star Moonlight Treasure Chest he had just obtained by defeating Hawkeye Mihawk.

"My Armament Haki level is seven and a half stars, there's no rush to improve this ability..."

"As for the [Physical] attribute, [Endurance] is eight stars, and the remaining [Strength] and [Speed]..."

"I choose you! [Strength] attribute!"

Ian directly invested the last eight-star system treasure chest into his [Strength] attribute, upgrading it to eight stars as well.

[Strength: ★★★★★★★★] (Eight stars)

From this point on, Ian's [Strength] and [Endurance] attributes both reached eight stars!

Thanks to these two attributes, Ian's [Physique] has also been directly promoted to eight stars!

"Wuhu! Cheers! Applause!"

A familiar feeling of hunger welled up in his heart, and Ian released his Clay Fruit ability, creating several Blue-Eyes White Dragons made of porcelain clay, which he then used to capture Sea Kings in the sea next to him.

While preparing the food, Ian thought for a moment, then walked over to Hawkeye Mihawk and silently took out a camera Den Den Mushi.

……

It is unknown how long Hawkeye Mihawk had been unconscious.

The aroma of roasted meat wafted into his nose, and Hawkeye Mihawk instantly opened his eyes.

Memories of what happened before he fell into a coma surfaced in Hawkeye Mihawk's mind.

"He actually got defeated by that blasphemous swordsmanship guy, Bai Long..."

Hawkeye Mihawk lay deep in the crater, gazing at the vast sky, a long-forgotten sense of defeat welling up inside him.

"White Dragon, what's going on with that guy...?"

Even after awakening, Hawkeye Mihawk still couldn't understand the white dragon's bizarre abilities.

Based on the information we obtained earlier, isn't Haku's ability the Clay-Clay Fruit?

The Clay-Clay Fruit's ability to create a flying Blue-Eyes White Dragon is already outrageous enough...

That bizarre form, as if its entire body was engulfed in white flames, resembling a demon king...

what exactly is it?

Hawkeye Mihawk struggled to sit up straight, raised his right hand, and tried to cover his head.

But a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

Hawkeye Mihawk paused for a moment, then turned to look at his right hand—which could no longer be called a "hand" at all!

It was a large, flat wing covered with dense, glossy, dark brown feathers, which would be considered a very beautiful and majestic wing in the eagle world.

"..."

Hawkeye Mihawk stared at his "arm" and fell silent instantly, his mind going completely blank.

His right hand, capable of wielding a knife, drinking alcohol, and farming...

How did it turn into a wing?

It took about half a minute.

Hawkeye Mihawk finally recovered from the intense mental shock and barely regained his senses from his dazed state.

It was only then that he had time to notice the changes in other places.

For example.

It wasn't just his right hand that was transformed into wings, but also his left hand.

For example,

His feet were once again transformed into a pair of slender yet ferocious bird claws.

Another example.

His mouth was also transformed into a sharp, slightly hooked bird's beak.

At this moment, Hawkeye Mihawk doesn't seem like "the world's greatest swordsman with eyes as sharp as an eagle," but rather like "a half-human, half-beast harpy"...

"White Dragon!!!"

Even if Hawkeye Mihawk used his bird claws, he could figure out who had turned him into this grotesque figure.

With a burst of Haki, Hawkeye Mihawk forcibly expelled the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit from his body, and his entire body returned to its original human form.

"Yare yare da thief~ (That's enough!)"

Ian's voice reached Hawkeye Mihawk's ears at that moment.

"I put in so much effort to turn your body into the state it was in just now, and you don't even cherish it at all."

"What a cold-hearted guy."

Ian held a piece of sea monster roasted meat in his right hand and a photograph between his left and right hands.

With a flick of his finger, a "Hawk Exclusive Edition Sleeping Beauty Photo" flew directly in front of Hawkeye Mihawk.

"Don't you think this image suits your title, Hawkeye?"

Hawkeye Mihawk looked at the photograph at his feet; with his exceptional eyesight, he could clearly see every detail in it.

Chapter 169 The current 'World's Greatest Swordsman' is none other than myself.

"White Dragon, you bastard..."

Hawkeye Mihawk was furious.

"They even took pictures..."

"After all, I'm the victor!"

Ian said matter-of-factly.

"I've already been very merciful by not cutting off your head or breaking your arm."

"It's just taking a few photos, there's no need to make such a fuss, right?"

"The world's second greatest swordsman."

Just taking a few photos...that's all?

Hawkeye Mihawk's pupils trembled violently.

Being photographed like this is worse than being killed!

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you standing there for?"

Ian waved the sea king-shaped roasted meat in his hand at Hawkeye Mihawk.

"Since things have come to this, let's eat first!"

I'm going to kill you!

"You're welcome anytime, the world's second greatest swordsman."

"……second?"

"What? I defeated you with my sword, so I am now the world's number two swordsman!"

"You bastard... you call that 'using a sword'? You're a 'martial arts enthusiast'!"

"You're too attached to material possessions, Hawkeye. Are swords and blades such inconvenient things?"

"Hmph! You're just a guy who fights with his fists, what right do you have to say such things?"

"So what if I have fists? I once encountered a newbie who fought using a pipe!"

Ian didn't seem to care about Hawkeye Mihawk's dismissive attitude, and he said casually.

"As long as your Armament Haki is strong enough, even the most ordinary water pipe can be transformed into an 'unparalleled giant water pipe'!"

Ian's words were reasonable, well-founded, and convincing.

Even Hawkeye Mihawk, the (former) world's greatest swordsman, didn't know how to respond to that statement.

When a guy with his bare hands defeats the world's greatest swordsman who is fighting with a Supreme Grade Sword.

Whatever the other party says, they have their reasons.

Although Hawkeye Mihawk was very unhappy, he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"Hmph! Only meat, no wine?"

"Where do you think this is? We only have fresh water that we just found on a nearby island—"

"Gulp—splat! It's hot?"

"Look at you, you're in a hurry again."

Ian dodged Hawkeye Mihawk's "water spray" attack and frowned as he looked at him.

"The water in the wild isn't that clean. You have to wait for it to cool down a bit after boiling it before you drink it."

"You guy..."

Hawkeye Mihawk crushed the ceramic pot Ian had just handed him, his whole body trembling.

"One day, I will definitely kill you!"

"Great! Very energetic!"

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content.

Hawkeye Mihawk, who had just seemed somewhat listless, recovered considerably.

"I've been absent from work for five days, and now I'm heading back to Impel Down."

Ian waved to Hawkeye Mihawk, and a blue-eyed white dragon emerged from the ground and carried him on its back.

"Are you staying here alone, or are you coming back with me?"

"My ship is still in Impel Down."

Hawkeye Mihawk responded indifferently, then jumped onto the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's back on his own.

"You really don't hold back at all..."