Chapter 151: No Worries, Both Of Me Are The Same!
“Here’s the first move, ponytail guy.”
Aoxi crossed her arms on the deck, looking completely at ease.
“Roar~ What a proud and generous rose~”
“In that case~”
“Rose Waltz!”
Without any underestimation, Biste leaped into the air, swiftly swinging his dual swords, immediately sending countless rose petals dancing through the sky.
If there was an outstanding swordsman present, they could see that each petal contained sharp sword energy.
Though only around the same age as Jhin, Vista had clearly already entered the hall of fame in kendo and achieved some success.
However, Aoxi, surrounded by petals, had her attention elsewhere at the moment.
“Hm? You’re a grown man wielding a sword, so why all the flowers?”
“Like a sissy.”
Aoxi knew nothing about swordsmanship, but that didn’t stop her from noticing the abnormality in the petals.
But it was merely abnormal, not dangerous enough to make her actively dodge.
With just a simple flap of her wings, the petals filling the sky were blown apart, and Biste himself spun in the air to dispel the force.
“Mythical Zoan, huh…”
“Not bad! Then next—”
“Next is my turn!”
Before Vista could finish speaking, Aoxi appeared in front of him in the next instant.
“Shut up!”
With wings grown out, Aoxi now had unmatched mobility—even Obei wasn’t as fast as her!
“Wha—”
Slap~!
Too late to block with his sword, Vista was directly grabbed by Aoxi by the head and smashed hard onto the deck below!
Boom!!!
Wood chips flew, and the surrounding crowd scattered.
“This brat has such fast speed!”
“Vista got suppressed in an instant!”
“Ah~ The deck got smashed!”
Aoxi landed one hit but didn’t continue the attack.
She released her right hand from the opponent’s head and slowly floated back into the air.
“Hey, showy man, how’s that?”
“Urgh… Quite the punch!”
“Not only proud, but domineering—a rose that leaves people dizzy with infatuation.”
Biste shook his head and climbed up from the deck.
“What flowers or not? This young master is asking if you want to call a helper.”
“With your measly skills, you don’t even qualify to warm me up.”
This was the truth—opponent’s strength was about the same as Jhin’s, or maybe Jhin was even slightly stronger due to racial advantage.
But against Aoxi, who had preliminarily awakened, it wasn’t quite enough.
The current Aoxi was basically Jhin’s pro max version.
“I’m a crew member of the Whitebeard Pirates, Old Man’s son—there’s no reason to need help from others against a kid smaller than me.”
Vista directly rejected Aoxi’s suggestion.
“Boring pride.”
“Well~ Losing to me isn’t shameful anyway.”
“Hey~ Don’t jinx it, I have no plans to lose!”
“Chrysanthemum Waltz!”
Vista swung his dual swords again, this time the dancing petals turned into chrysanthemums, and his slashes became even denser, like layers of chrysanthemum petals.
“Mooooda!”
“Your weak slashes can’t break through my natural body!”
Aoxi still took no defensive actions, charging straight at Biste’s face.
Countless dense slashes rained down on her like a curtain, but just as she said, they couldn’t break through her body at all.
“Peony Dance!”
Seeing the opponent about to break through again, Biste quickly switched moves, the originally small and dense slashes becoming grand and sweeping, with majestic momentum.
Crack!
“What?!”
Biste’s two swords slashed down straight, but were easily blocked by Aoxi’s raised arm.
The sharp blade striking Aoxi only sparked slightly!
Biste had no doubt that without using Haki, his sword would likely snap.
『What the hell is this brat, some monster?』
Seeing he couldn’t break through the opponent’s flower sword, he decisively prepared to withdraw, circle around first, then look for an opening.
But Aoxi gave him no chance.
“Sorry, showy man. I’m getting tired of your flowers.”
Aoxi directly grabbed Biste’s blade in reverse, preventing him from pulling away.
“100,000 Volts!”
『Oh no!』
Zap!!
Golden electric current surged along the blade into the opponent’s body, paralyzing the swordsman almost instantly.
Even with Armament Haki to resist, the domineering thunder seemed to seek the soul itself, rendering all defenses useless.
But for a swordsman, getting electrocuted all over wasn’t much—only when the sword left his hand was it a true loss.
So even as his body convulsed and black smoke rose from his skin, Biste still didn’t let go of his sword.
“Hm? Not bad.”
Aoxi gently released her grip on the blade and saw no need to continue electrocuting once confirming the opponent had lost consciousness.
“I thought it was some trash pirate crew, but I was wrong.”
“Urgh…”
The young flower swordsman, smoking all over with eyes rolled back white, stood rigidly in place.
“Vista!”
Seeing the fight decided, Whitebeard’s crew members rushed forward, carefully laying Vista down and taking him to the medical room.
“Damn brat!”
The other Whitebeard Pirates members around glared furiously at Aoxi.
No matter how cute she looked, they showed no kindness to someone who hurt their family.
Moreover, she had just called them a “trash pirate crew”—an insult to Old Man’s name they couldn’t tolerate.
Of course, this didn’t include that chubby little black guy named Teach.
Unlike the others, his eyes were full of unrestrained admiration and greed.
“Hm?”
Sensing this abnormal emotion, Aoxi immediately turned toward Teach.
“Little fatty, you up next?”
“Huh?”
Teach jumped at being suddenly called out, instinctively trying to hide.
“N-no, I’m no match for you. Ha, haha~”
“Is that so~”
Aoxi glanced at him again before losing interest and looking away.
“I said, if you think you can’t win one-on-one, you can all come at once.”
“No shame in it—losing to me today will be your lifelong glory!”
Aoxi spread her arms wide, exuding an invincible aura.
At these words, not only the Whitebeard Pirates present, but even Whitebeard himself and Kaido couldn’t help but side-eye her.
“How’d this brat come back so arrogant?”
Kaido looked questioningly at Jhin.
“I don’t know, maybe that’s her real personality.”
“Uro-ro-ro-ro! That’s pretty likable.”
People with strength and arrogance were exactly Kaido’s type.
“Gurahaha! What a cocky brat!”
“Marco, Jozu. You two go together.”
Vista’s strength was already top-tier among his sons, yet he had no power to fight back.
In a real one-on-one, no one in the crew could confidently beat her.
This was the Whitebeard Pirates’ biggest flaw—lack of successors.
Their internal combat power had a severe generational gap; aside from Whitebeard as top-tier, the rest could only reach second-rate level.
His sons still needed time to grow.
“No problem, Old Man.”
“Yes, Old Man.”
Marco had woken up at some point, with no visible injuries.
He was now using his flames to heal Vista.
Seeing his comrade was fine, Marco withdrew his flames, stood up with a serious expression, and joined the tall Jozu, who had five bumps on his head.
“Hm? Flame pineapple and horned head combo~”
“Interesting.”
Aoxi watched the two distinctive-looking guys with great interest.
“Sorry, don’t say we’re ganging up.”
The truly honest Jozu said.
“No problem, I can handle two just the same* ya!”
