Pirate: I am Kozuki's nemesis and Nika's enemy!

Donghai, Shimotsuki Village, also known as Seymourji Village.

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

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

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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 and will be back in three days. Little Kuina will be left to your care!"

Koshiro squinted his eyes, wearing a kimono, and smiled gently and elegantly.

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

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

Ivankov, who was scantily clad, 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, inside the Isshin Dojo, a white-haired old man was sitting at the doorstep, smoking his pipe dejectedly.

"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 Kosaburo kept muttering to himself, he was a little homesick.

At this time, a sword boy holding a wooden sword slowly walked up to him and said respectfully, "Master, today two more ronin came to challenge us at Yixin Dojo."

When Kozaburo heard that someone was coming to challenge him, he put down the pipe in his hand and shook his wrist gently, "Hahahaha, I can finally move my old bones. Let them in!"

"Yes!"

After the sword boy left, two ronin dressed in Japanese clothes and wearing modern hair accessories walked in with swords in hand.

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

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

The two ronin bowed and looked very sincere.

"I am not the owner of the museum."

Kozaburo waved his hand and said calmly.

"Then why are you standing here pretending to be so arrogant? The knives in our hands will never kill old men. Hurry up and call the owner out!"

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

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

Kozaburo took out the Wado Ichimonji of "Ogaiichi-kō" from the sword rack, held the scabbard lightly in his hand, and took a stance. An invisible aura spread around him, which made people look at him sideways.

"So you are the old owner. Nice to meet you. Thank you for your guidance!"

When the two ronin heard that it was the owner's father, their attitude became respectful again. They drew their swords from the scabbards at their waists and rushed towards Kozaburo using different moves.

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

"Young man, be modest and practice more!"

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

The opponent was defeated without even unsheathing the sword. The swordsmanship of Wano Country is the most powerful.

The two ronin were indeed very impressed and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, begging Isshin Dojo to take them in.

"Let's wait until Jiazi comes back before making a decision. He is the master of the dojo..."

Kozaburo spoke slowly, acting like an expert.

"You must take us in!"

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

Before Kozaburo could answer,

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered outside the dojo and strong winds howled.

"Pants!" With a loud bang, a winding and majestic black dragon appeared in the sky above Yixin Dojo.

"This place seems to have become somewhat samurai-like!"

Looking down, Jero discovered 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 the Yixin Dojo, would you like to sign in? ]

"Sign in!" Jello said with almost no hesitation.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully and receiving a four-star special reward - "Permanent Dumpling Devil Fruit Ability" times x1! ]

[The host can use his fingers to rub out a ball. The animal or artificial devil fruit user who eats the ball will regard the host as the master and obey the host's orders forever.]

"Can you feed it to Im?"

Jello thought of this question first in his mind, and couldn't wait to ask the sign-in system.

[No, that's not how you cheat. Dumplings are useless against users of mythical beast-type devil fruits! ]

"Well, I already have other suitable animal choices in mind."

A huge figure quickly emerged in Jello's mind.

"Evil dragon, leave this dojo immediately, or I will chop you into two pieces!"

With a flash of cold light, Shimotsuki Kosaburo drew out the Wado Ichimonji and pointed the sword at Jello.

"Oh?"

"The guys in the Shimotsuki family are all the same. Ever since that old fellow Longma succeeded in slaying a dragon, his descendants have been clamoring to slay dragons."

"What a pity! Your generation has drawn the worst lot!"

Jello slowly landed on the ground and switched to dragon form. His domineering aura burst out, causing the entire dojo to shake continuously. More and more onlookers were shocked and fell to the ground.

"Can you win, Senior?"

With the protection of Kozaburo, the two ronin were able to barely maintain their sanity.

"Will win!"

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

"real or fake?!"

The two ronin could no longer withstand the impact of the domineering Haki, their legs went limp, and they fainted on the ground.

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

"The sword I forged never kills nameless people. Please tell me your name!"

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

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

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

"Senior Longma, grant me the power to slay a dragon. I will slash it with my sword into the wind!"

Kozaburo talked a lot and brought up the most outstanding ancestor of the Shimotsuki family.

"Swish, swish, swish----"

The electric blade was dancing, and Kozaburo's body was covered with sword wounds. He let go of Wado Ichimonji and fell to his knees on the ground in embarrassment.

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

"You've 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 slipped through the net!"

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

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