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

Curiosity and excitement sparkled in its big round eyes, like two bright stars. It echoed Usopp and ran impatiently towards a forest of strange fruits.

The woods were filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and the fragrance of fruits lingered in the air.

The fruits have different shapes. Some are as big as watermelons, but have crystal-like patterns on the surface; some are as small as pearls, but emit colorful halos.

Chopper's little nose kept sniffing, his little mouth slightly open, his saliva almost flowing out, he was looking forward to exploring the mysteries of these wonderful fruits.

Sanji, on the other hand, had a crazy look on his face, he tilted his head slightly with his eyes half-closed, as if he was already lost in a beautiful fantasy.

He walked in another direction while humming a cheerful tune that drifted leisurely among the woods.

His mind was filled with images of the beautiful women that might appear on the island, imagining them with cascading hair, captivating eyes, and curvaceous figures.

With every step he took, he felt that he was closer to the place full of romantic encounters, and his steps became lighter, as if he was dancing a happy dance.

Robin and Olbia were like two elegant fairies, strolling in this mysterious forest. Their steps were light and slow, as if they had merged into the forest.

Robin's long black hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and her eyes were deep and charming, like a quiet pool. Her gaze lingered on those ancient trees and mysterious rocks, as if she was having a silent conversation with history.

Each ancient tree is like an experienced old man. The deep lines on the trunks are like marks left by time, recording the ancient stories of this island.

Some of those mysterious rocks have strange shapes, like fragments of ancient totems; some have vague patterns on their surfaces, as if telling of a once-forgotten civilization.

Olbia was also immersed in the atmosphere of exploration. Her eyes were focused and serious. Together with Robin, she tried to uncover the historical traces of the island hidden deep in time.

At this moment, Ling Tian, ​​like an agile cheetah, was concentrating on moving quickly through the jungle with his observation Haki.

Each of his steps was light and powerful, as if he had reached some kind of tacit understanding with this mysterious jungle. His eyes were focused, a determination that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

The Observation Haki is like an invisible net that spreads out in all directions, sensing the subtle changes in the surrounding environment and guiding him in the direction.

As he moved forward, his speed increased, so fast that he almost turned into a blurry shadow. His body rubbed against the air violently, causing a slight whistling sound, like a wind spirit whispering in his ear.

The surrounding scenery retreated like lightning. Those colorful exotic flowers and plants, and towering trees of various shapes, all flashed by his eyes in an instant, leaving only a series of colorful afterimages.

The thick vines were like giant pythons trying to stop him, but they could only sway in vain behind him; occasionally, a frightened bird flapped its wings and flew up from the branches, making a few panicked cries, but was quickly left behind by him.

After an unknown amount of time, under the guidance of his observation Haki, he finally arrived at the approximate area where Hancock and his group were active. This was a clearing in the woods that looked like a paradise, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding dense jungle.

This open space is relatively open, and the ground is covered with soft green grass and colorful wild flowers, like a colorful carpet woven by nature.

The area is surrounded by huge old trees, which are like ancient giants, quietly guarding this mysterious place. Their trunks are so thick that they need several people to hug them, and their barks are rough and cracked, as if engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

The branches are intertwined and overlap densely, forming a natural green dome.

Ling Tian's figure flashed out like a ghost. As soon as he appeared, his sharp eyes like an eagle's quickly scanned the surroundings and keenly perceived the situation here.

He was like a cheetah sneaking into unfamiliar territory, sensing potential danger and changes with every pore.

There was a sense of tension in the quiet atmosphere here, with only some Nine Snakes guards patrolling in an orderly manner.

They were agile, their steps were light and cautious, their eyes revealed a vigilant gleam, and the weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight.

However, what surprised Ling Tian the most was that he saw Hancock’s two sisters - Sandasonia and Marigorude.

Sanda Sonya is like a snake spirit that came out of a mysterious legend.

Her long algae green hair was like a piece of gorgeous silk, sparkling with a strange and charming luster under the sunlight. Every strand of her hair seemed to be endowed with life, fluttering gently in the breeze, refracting colorful light, as if it were the most dazzling treasure in the forest.

Her snake-like slender body was extremely flexible and was twisting slightly, showing a unique rhythmic beauty. She did not have any specific weapons in her hands, but her thick and powerful snake tail was particularly eye-catching.

The scales on the snake's tail are closely arranged, gleaming with a metallic texture in the sun, and each scale looks like a carefully polished shield.

The snake's tail was full of power. As it swayed slightly, it created a slight airflow, as if it contained enough energy to split mountains and rocks, and could launch a fatal blow at any time, making the air around it seem tense.

Her eyes were like two bright lights, vigilantly scanning every corner around her. Her eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through all disguises and concealments, not missing any slightest movement.

Her snake-like tongue would occasionally stick out of her mouth, and its bright red color was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

Marigold stood aside, her orange hair particularly dazzling. She tightly grasped the Guandao in her hand, which reflected a cold light in the sun.

Mary Gorude was of unusually large stature. Her tall and mighty body was like a towering mountain, and every inch of her muscles seemed to contain infinite power.

She stood there like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression from her whole body.

This sense of oppression spread out like a substance, making the air around it heavy and depressing, like the calm before a storm.

The moment Ling Tian's silent footsteps entered their alert range, Sonya and Gorudo felt as if they were struck by an electric current and instantly sensed a certain dangerous aura.