One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

Ace frowned slightly, trying to recall what happened before. There seemed to be a fog in his mind, and the memories were like broken puzzle pieces, scattered in the depths of his mind.

He tried to grasp the pieces and put them together, but every effort seemed so weak.

Those blurry images flashed through his mind, of fierce battles, surging seas, and endless darkness, but he could not recall the specific details clearly.

However, Ace, the captain of Whitebeard's Second Division, with his years of combat experience and keen insight, recognized at a glance that he was on a warship.

His eyes wandered around the cabin, looking at the simple cabin, a complex emotion surged in his heart. The cabin of the warship looked a bit simple, the paint on the wall had peeled off, revealing a mottled base color.

There were some old boxes and tools piled up in the corner, giving off an old smell. The air was filled with a faint smell of sea water, which was a little salty and astringent, making Ace's nose slightly uncomfortable.

Ace slowly sat up. His movements were somewhat laborious, and his weak body made him feel dizzy. He suppressed his discomfort and scanned the surrounding environment.

He was full of doubts, not understanding why he was on a warship. He tried hard to recall what happened before he fell into a coma, but his memory was still vague.

Moreover, what surprised Ace was that his navy did not tie him up with seastone. In his opinion, the navy would definitely take the most stringent measures against pirates, especially important pirates like him.

Seastone is a powerful weapon to restrain people with special abilities. The Navy usually uses seastone to restrain people with special abilities to prevent them from escaping. But now, he was not tied up by seastone, which made him feel very surprised.

After all, Ace believed that he was still a big threat to the navy. He knew that his existence was a challenge that could not be ignored by the navy.

In this vast world of pirates, his name has already spread far and wide and has become the focus of attention of many forces.

He possesses the powerful ability of the Flame-Flame Fruit, a magical power that can control fire. On the battlefield, Ace can release blazing flames at will, enveloping the enemy in a sea of ​​fire.

His flames roared like an angry dragon, rushing towards the enemy, and everything he touched was reduced to ashes. No matter whether it was a solid wall or a powerful enemy, they were all vulnerable in front of his flames.

Ace can unleash tremendous destructive power, and his strength is enough to intimidate any opponent.

Even though they may not be as powerful as the admirals, those top warriors in the navy possess daunting strength and majesty.

They were like insurmountable mountains, standing at the top of the navy. Ace knew that there was still a certain gap between him and the admirals of the navy.

But compared to the vice admirals, Ace was not much behind. Although those vice admirals also had strong strength, in Ace's eyes, they were not invincible.

His fighting ability and decisive decision-making allowed him to gain the upper hand even in his confrontation with the Lieutenant General.

Ace's strength is also well-known in the pirate world. Every battle of his is like a wonderful performance, attracting countless people's attention.

His flame not only represents great strength, but also symbolizes his unyielding will and brave heart.

His fighting ability is not only reflected in his fruit ability, but also in his superb physical skills and keen fighting instincts. He can judge the enemy's weakness in an instant and deliver a fatal blow.

His leadership skills also made him an important figure in the Whitebeard Pirates. Ace led the Whitebeard Pirates' Second Division to fight on the sea, working tirelessly to protect Whitebeard's glory and dignity.

His wisdom and courage inspired everyone around him. He was a role model in the hearts of his brothers and their support in battle.

Of course, the vice admiral here excludes the special case of Garp.

As a legendary figure in the navy, Garp possesses great strength and prestige. He is like a towering mountain, standing tall in the long river of navy history, and countless people look up to him.

His body, which had been baptized by the years, contained infinite power. Every time he punched, it seemed to cause the heaven and earth to tremble; every roar was like thunder exploding in his ears.

His combat experience is as rich as the vast ocean. He has gone through countless life-and-death battles and fought against various powerful enemies.

Those fierce battle scenes were engraved in his memory like a brand, becoming his precious wealth. His strength was far beyond that of an ordinary lieutenant general. It was a powerful strength honed through years of precipitation and countless battles, which was daunting.

Just as Ace was lost in thought, a figure quietly walked in from outside. The figure was like a ghost, with footsteps so light that almost no sound could be heard, but with a steady strength.

It was as if every step was on the pulse of the earth, echoing the rhythm of the whole world. The appearance of that figure seemed to bring a touch of mystery to this slightly dull cabin.

As the figure approached, the light in the cabin seemed to change slightly. The originally dim space seemed to be injected with a mysterious light. Although the light was weak, it was enough to make people feel a different atmosphere.

The figure seemed to have an aura of his own that could influence the surrounding environment, making people involuntarily focus their attention on him.

"You're awake." The figure walked in and spoke to Ace. The voice was deep and magnetic, like the sound of a bell from ancient times, echoing in this slightly narrow space.

Ace looked over when he heard the voice. The voice seemed to have magical power, drawing his attention.

When his sight slowly focused and he finally saw the figure's face clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Uncle Lingtian?" His voice was full of surprise and joy, as if he had suddenly discovered a clear spring in the barren desert.

The surprise flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning, causing his heart to beat violently. He had never expected to see Ling Tian at this time.

And that joy was like warm sunshine, instantly dispelling the haze in his heart.

Ace stared at Ling Tian, ​​as if he couldn't believe his eyes. His eyes were filled with a complex emotion of confusion, surprise and gratitude.

His eyes were wide open, and Ling Tian's figure was clearly reflected in his pupils. The figure gradually became clearer in his eyes, and every detail was so familiar. He looked at Ling Tian, ​​as if he wanted to deeply engrave his appearance in his mind.

Hearing Ace's name, Ling Tian's face darkened immediately. His brows were slightly furrowed, like two tangled ropes.

An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart, mixed with helplessness, depression and a hint of amusement. What the hell is Uncle Lingtian? It turns out that I am one generation younger than that guy Garp.

He muttered to himself, feeling very dissatisfied with the title.