A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

I'm a big star!

Now that's all Jon feels.

Returning to the Heroes Association, the attitude of the staff was obviously much more enthusiastic than before.

No, it can no longer be regarded as enthusiasm.

I should say ‘fanatical’.

S-class hero! handsome! Live!

"Sir Skywalker, please give me your autograph."

A certain short-haired girl handed over the signature pad with a blushing face.

As soon as he finished speaking, other staff members gathered around him, clamoring for autographs.

The Child Emperor calmly left Qiaoen and said with a smile: "I'll leave this to you, Big Red Man."

Jon felt helpless.

I had no choice but to use my hand speed, which I had been single for eighteen years, to quickly sign dozens of signature boards.

The young ladies looked blushing.

Facts have proven that leaders are the same dogs no matter which world they are in.

Kawakawa walked out of the office with a stern face and scolded loudly: "That's enough, get back to your job quickly, and be careful about your bonus!"

"Yes~"

There was a feeble response.

Three black lines appeared on Kawaki's forehead.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at Jon.

"Come with me."

Jon agreed and followed Kawaki to a certain room.

Opening the door, a suite of hundreds of square meters appears in front of you.

"This is your exclusive lounge."

Kawaki said word by word: "I'll leave it to you from now on, Skywalker."

'Skywalker'

What a bad name.

Jon's face was expressionless, but he couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

Without a lightsaber, he is nothing but a Skywalker!

After exchanging a few words, Kawaki left.

Jon closed the door and carefully inspected every corner of the room.

The Heroes Association still has brains and will not secretly act in such a place to arouse the resentment of S-class heroes.

Anyway, Jon didn't find any surveillance or eavesdropping equipment.

So, he took off his shirt in a relaxed manner and jumped onto the big bed, which was big enough for more than ten people, in a "water splashing" posture.

A night of silence.

The next day, Jon got up early.

In addition to daily practice of Ripple Qigong, two new boxing techniques also went through his mind several times.

‘Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist’ and ‘Liu Shui Rock Breaking Fist’, one is strong and the other is soft, they are naturally complementary to each other.

After pondering for a long time, Jon began to try to combine the two boxing techniques to create new moves.

This process is not easy.

Even though Qiaoen, who has an astonishingly agile mind and an astonishing understanding, he has only comprehended the secret of one move - the 'Blowing Air and Air Splitting Fist'.

‘Blowing Air and Air Splitting Fist’ is a combination attack technique that combines hardness and softness. The two fists are thrown out together, and the huge blow is so flowing that the atmosphere can be broken!

"This punch is my biggest trump card so far."

Opening his eyes, Jon's mouth corners raised slightly.

‘Ripple Qigong’, ‘Substitute’, ‘Two-Color Haki’, ‘Sixth Style of Navy’, ‘Booming Air Fist’.

Several unique skills combined into one.

Now, he has finally entered the ranks of the strong.

But think about the bald demon king who flies into the air every second, and think about the Saiyan warriors who destroy planets and collapse the universe at every turn.

This strength seems to be nothing.

Jon suppressed a smile and said, "We can't be complacent, we still have to continue to grow."

You have to be adventurous in life and steady in work.

You must not be like a hundred-year-old vampire who gets extremely high once you have some strength.

Keep practicing!

From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn.

It took three or four days of seclusion in the room before Jon completely mastered the 'Blowing Air Fist'.

If he met a giant again, he wouldn't have to spend dozens of minutes grinding the opponent to death, he could just defeat him with one punch!

Moreover, when Jon was in seclusion, his 'Legendary Level' value, which was just a little bit closer to being upgraded, successfully broke through to the next level, unlocking the 'Kamikaze-style Instant Sword Technique'.

The so-called "Kamikaze style instant sword technique" is actually the sword technique used by the fifth S-class hero, "Atomic Samurai".

Isn't this a coincidence?

I, Jon Joestar, nicknamed Little Silas.

After stealing yours and then stealing his, there will be no favoritism between one and another!

Pulling out the famous sword ‘Thunderstorm’ from his personal space, Jon naturally showed the aura of a swordsman from all battles.

Just waiting for some practice.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

"Lord Skywalker, I am Xiangyin, a staff member of the association. Someone wants to visit you."

Jon frowned slightly.

With a thought, he used his substitute ability to open the door.

"Sir Skywalker... ah! I'm sorry, I don't know. Anyway, the first B-class hero, Fubuki of Hell, is waiting at the front desk, she..."

Xiangyin secretly glanced at Jon's muscular upper body and swallowed quietly.

"She said she had something very important to discuss with you in detail."

"Fubuki?"

A bumpy figure appeared in Jon's mind.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head.

"not see."

Time wasn't pressing, but he didn't want to divert his energy elsewhere.

Whoever gets involved in the matter between Fubuki and her unlucky sister will be unlucky.

"Okay, I know."

He took another deep look at Jon, as if he wanted to keep what he saw in his mind forever.

With a slight salute, Xiangyin turned and left.

At this moment, the young man wearing a helmet happened to walk to the door.

"Skywalker!"

His eyes lit up.

"Lord Iigaan."

Seeing the person coming, Xiangyin quickly said hello.

A-level heroes are considered the backbone of the association and should not be neglected.

Iihean nodded slightly.

Taking two quick steps, he half-stepped into the room and asked Jon politely: "Can I come in?"

Jon: .

Haven't you already come in?

Seeing that Jon didn't speak, Iaigan thought that the other party had acquiesced and pulled out a flat piece of straw paper from the gap in the armor.

"My master, the Atomic Warrior, couldn't help but be overjoyed when I heard that Lord Skywalker had reached the summit. I was specifically asked to send a congratulatory letter."

Iihean speaks in a refined manner.

If Jon hadn't been proficient in several languages, he might not have been able to understand what the other party meant.

He took the tissue paper and unfolded it to take a closer look.

Jon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Congratulatory letter?

A letter of challenge is right!

"I heard that you defeated a hundred-foot-long giant, so I think you must be an extraordinary person. I have prepared a small amount of wine and swept the bed to wait for you to come!"

He seemed very polite, preparing wine and sweeping the bed.

But the Atomic Samurai pen is extremely sharp, and even through the paper, you can feel the extremely sharp sword energy poking into your eyes!

Jon secretly thought it was troublesome and instinctively did not want to go to the appointment.

But after a second thought, he changed his mind and reached out to find the brush and ink in the 'personal space (Jorah A's fourth-dimensional pocket)'.

Dip in ink, hang your wrist and put pen to paper.

"good!"

One word, sharp edge.

Iai-an and Miss Xiangyin were dumbfounded.

superpower!

No, no, no, that's not the point.

The point is momentum.

That’s right, it’s momentum!

In the eyes of the two of them, Jon's figure was infinitely elevated.

He was obviously sitting still, but he seemed to be standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the world's peerless swordsman!

Iaigan took a deep breath.

He had only experienced this kind of momentum from his master.

Let the ink dry.

Jon returned the letter of challenge to Iai-an.

"Tell Atomic Samurai I'll keep my appointment."