I'm the ultimate disaster of the Beasts Pirates.

The island is a perfect place for the people to live.

East China Sea, Shimotsuki Village, also known as Seymourji Village.

More than 20 years ago, Shimotsuki Kozaburo, a famous swordsmith from Wano Country, led a group of samurai to the sea here, drove away the bandits who had been doing evil here for generations, taught the villagers swordsmanship, and assimilated the island.

Nowadays, Shimotsuki Village has a strong samurai atmosphere, everyone has a martial arts complex, and Koshiro, the owner of Isshin Dojo, is even more famous.

At the port,

Koshiro and his beloved wife took a small boat and bid farewell to Ivankov.

"We have already understood the situation of the Self-Defense Forces. Meiko and I will go to purchase food together and will be back in three days. Little Kuina will be left to you to take care of!"

Koshiro squinted his eyes, dressed in a kimono, and smiled elegantly.

"Don't worry, Koshiro-kun, I will definitely take good care of Kuina."

"By the way, I really trouble you again!"

Ivankov, who was wearing revealing clothes, scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

"Hahaha, just say hello to Mr. Long for us. Meiko and I are very honored to be able to help you!"

Koshiro exchanged a few more words with Ivankov before finally leaving on the boat.

On the other side, in the Isshin Dojo, a white-haired old man was sitting at the doorstep smoking a dry pipe depressedly.

"It's been two years since I sent the letter to Daimyo Ushimaru. Why hasn't he replied to me yet? He's actually angry with an old man like me!"

"I don't know how His Majesty Oden is doing now, and how Master Momonosuke is doing now. Once people get older, they miss their hometown very much!"

Shimotsuki Kozaburo kept muttering to himself. He was a little homesick.

At this time, a sword boy holding a wooden sword walked slowly in front of him and said respectfully: "Master, today there are two more ronin who came to our Isshin Dojo to challenge us."

When Kozaburo heard that someone came to challenge us, he put down the dry tobacco in his hand and shook his wrist gently, "Hahahaha, my old bones can finally move, let them in!"

"Yes!"

After the sword boy withdrew, two ronin dressed in modern hair accessories and kimonos walked in with knives.

"My brother and I have been practicing swordsmanship for 20 years, waiting for this day."

"Please give me some face, Master, and teach me something!"

The two ronin bowed and looked very sincere.

"I am not the master."

Kozaburo waved his hand and said calmly.

"Then why are you standing here pretending? The swords in our hands never cut old men. Hurry up and call out the master!"

The two ronin looked a little angry, as if they were deceived.

"My son is not in Isshin Dojo now, and it's the same if you challenge me!"

Kozaburo took out the "Great Sword Twenty-one Works" Wado Ichimonji from the sword rack, held the scabbard lightly in his hand, and took a stance. The invisible aura spread around him, which made people look at him sideways.

"So it's the old master, nice to meet you, thank you for your guidance!"

When the two ronin heard that it was the master's father, their attitude became respectful again, and they all drew their swords from the scabbards at their waists, changing their moves and rushing towards Kosaburo.

After one move, the two fell to the ground one after another, and the "Wado Ichimonji" was not even unsheathed.

"Young man, be modest and practice more!"

Kosaburo remained calm on the surface, but felt very comfortable in his heart.

The opponent was defeated without the sword being unsheathed, and the swordsmanship of Wano Country is the most powerful.

The two ronin were really impressed, and they bowed to the ground and asked Isshin Dojo to take them in.

"Wait until the son comes back before making a decision, he is the owner of the dojo..."

Kosaburo said slowly, posing as a master.

"You must take us in!"

After the two looked at each other, they bowed to the ground again.

Before Kozaburo could answer,

The outside of the dojo suddenly became overcast with dark clouds and howling winds.

"Pants!" With a loud noise, a winding and majestic black dragon appeared above the Isshin Dojo.

"This place seems to have become a bit samurai-like!"

Jero looked down and found that the buildings here were exactly the same as those in Wano Country, and many people still had samurai hairstyles.

[Ding! Detected that you have arrived at Isshin Dojo, would you like to sign in? ]

"Sign in!" Jero hesitated almost without any hesitation.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully and getting a four-star special reward--"Permanent Dango Devil Fruit Ability" times x 1! ]

[The host can rub a dango with his fingers. The animal or artificial Devil Fruit ability user who eats the dango will regard the host as the master and obey the host forever.

command. 】

"Can I feed it to Im?"

Jero immediately thought of this question in his mind and asked the sign-in system impatiently.

[No, that's not how you cheat. Dumplings are useless to the mythical beast devil fruit users! ]

"Okay, I already have other suitable animals in mind."

A huge figure quickly emerged in Jero's mind.

"Evil Dragon, leave this dojo quickly, otherwise don't blame me for cutting you in two!"

With a flash of cold light, Shimotsuki Kozaburo pulled out the Wado Ichimonji and pointed the sword at Jero.

"Oh?"

"The guys in the Shimotsuki family are all the same. Ever since Ryoma succeeded in killing a dragon, his descendants have been clamoring to kill a dragon."

"Unfortunately, your generation has drawn the worst fortune!"

Jero slowly landed on the ground and switched to the dragon form. The domineering aura was released, causing the entire dojo to shake continuously, and more and more onlookers were shocked and fainted on the ground.

"Can you win? Senior!"

The two ronin were protected by Kozaburo and could barely maintain their sanity.

"We will win!"

Kozaburo lowered his head slightly, and "Ryu Sakura" was wrapped around the Wado Ichimonji, full of confidence in his own strength.

"Is it true?!"

The two ronin could no longer withstand the impact of the domineering aura, and their legs softened and they also fainted on the ground.

In the huge dojo, only the two people who were confronting each other could still stand on the ground.

"The sword I forged never kills an unknown person. Please tell me your name!"

Kozaburo narrowed his eyes, trying to find the feeling of his youth.

"I'll let you die knowingly, the terminator of the Samurai of Wano Country - Jello!"

As he spoke, Jello grabbed an electric blade in his hand, and in an instant, he flashed in front of Kozaburo.

"Senior Ryoma, give me the power to slash the dragon, and slash it with a sword against the wind!"

Kozaburo muttered in a mysterious way, bringing up the most outstanding ancestor of the Shimotsuki family.

"Shua shua shua----"

The electric blade danced, Kozaburo's body was covered with sword wounds, and the Wado Ichimonji fell out of his hand, and he knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

Obviously, he couldn't find the feeling of his youth.

"You have been to Wano Country, what did you do to the samurai of Wano Country?"

Kozaburo spat out blood from his mouth and asked with great difficulty.

"Kill them all!"

"And you are the one who escaped!"

Jero picked up the Wado Ichimonji forged by Kozaburo on the ground and stabbed it into Shimotsuki Kozaburo's chest.

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