One Piece Talent System Chapter 275-277

In the first half of the Grand Line.

On an island.

In a noodle shop, a blind man wearing a purple cloak and a black belt was eating noodles on a wooden bench, beside which was a wooden walking stick and clogs. He didn't look untidy, but he looked unremarkable and unimportant.

There was no doubt about his identity, and it was only a few years later that he would join the world draft and be promoted to Admiral's Fujitora Isshou without changing the course of history.

It is now the Great Age of Pirates in September of the 17th year and is close to the Great Age of Pirates 18the year. Luffy went out towards the sea in the Great Age of Pirates 22nd year, and Ace went out to the sea in the 19th year.

"Bill, please."

After eating up the noodles and leaving the soup only at the bottom of the bowl, Fujitora standing up and slowly fumbled for a note from his pocket. After feeling around for its face value, he handed it to the noodle shop boss.

The boss smiled and gave Fujitora his change and handed it to him and said:

"Here, take it, and take your time."

Fujitora has been eating here for ten days and he is a frequent visitor who comes frequently in the short term.

Fujitora's smiled thickened as he put the change into his pocket and took the wooden pole on the ground, he slowly walked out of the noodle shop and walked along the side of the street.

However.

Just as he walked into a somewhat remote and dark street, a dozen people suddenly came out from all directions and surrounded him in the middle.

Fujitora's face did not change at all. He walked forward calmly, and the wooden staff touched the ground little by little, and finally touched a person's foot.

He touched the back of his head and apologized:

"I am very sorry, this old man can't look at things, can you give me a little space?"

"Of course."

The man opened his mouth slowly, but there was a wicked smile on his face. When he got out of the way, he raised his foot to trip Fujitora's leg.

However, Fujitora is taking a normal step and it seems to have seen the same but it just passed over the outstretched leg that was there to trip him.

The man was slightly surprised but smiled at random. Suddenly he grabbed the Fujitora by the shoulder and hung his arm on his back, saying:

"I say, if I remember correctly, you won a lot in the casino this month? Your luck is really good."

Although Fujitora doesn't go to casinos every day, he has gone to casinos at least a dozen times in more than a month, and although he doesn't win much each time, he leaves when he wins a fixed part, but because of the number of times, it's normal for him to be stared at.

"Yeah, my luck seemed to be good during this time."

Fujitora touched the back of his head and smiled, not angered by the rude behavior of the other party.

Nearby, a dozen or so people with fierce looks in their eyes smiled at each other as they looked into Fujitora's eyes.

Usually, they will not find someone to start trouble with, and naturally, they have to inquire before they start.

But after some investigation, their eyes were fixed on Fujitora. In their eyes, Fujitora, a blind man with blind eyes, had no influence. A guy who came alone was just a fat sheep to them!

"Hey, hey, yeah."

The man holding Fujitora's shoulder slowly let go of his arm, and suddenly grabbed Fujitora's collar with his other hand and said. "So, our luck is also very good"

"Your eyes are already damaged and you are blind. If your legs are broken, it would be terrible, so to avoid this situation, how about paying little berries to save your legs?"

One of the people nearby grinned and pulled out a sword with a clanging sound, deliberately making Fujitora hear the sound.

Fujitora's complexion remained unchanged, but his head was slightly lowered.

"It's a good thing that I can't look at things. There are so many… I can't bear to see a dirty and despicable person. "

Buzz!!

Almost for a moment, a strange force swung away. The young man who was holding his collar suddenly felt a change. He felt that a force of gravity was suddenly pressing on him. The whole man seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain, and his bones were making sounds.

In his surprise, he pulled Fujitora's collar hard, but he still couldn't resist the force. The ground under his feet was broken. The whole man was also forced to fall on the ground, with blood spilling from his mouth. He couldn't even struggle.

More than ten people nearby didn't feel anything strange. They noticed that their partner fell down. They thought he was teasing Fujitora. They didn't find anything wrong until they found that there was blood spilling from their partner's mouth.

"Hey!"

"Keto? What happened to you? This playing is going overboard!"

The group of people was shocked and finally their faces changed as they pulled out their weapons.

"What have you done?!"

Someone watched Fujitora with vigilance and asked with a sigh of anger.

Fujitora didn't answer. Instead, he used a wooden stick to light the ground, walked forward, and stepped over the fallen murderer.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people nearby changed. Anger flashed in their eyes and one of them aimed a gun at Fujitora's head and shot at him.

Bang!

A bullet shot towards Fujitora's head.

But.

Shockingly, within a foot of the area around the Fujitora, the bullet slowed down as if it had preceded by some terrible force and could no longer advance until it landed with a clatter.

Fujitora stops. He slowly picks up the stick and holds one end of it.

"This… What's going on? "

"What did that guy do?!"

Seeing that the bullet was actually fixed and then dropped, all of them showed a shocking expression, and their foreheads were overflowing with sweat.

And just when their hearts were shaking and they didn't know whether to continue for a while, the clear footsteps suddenly came from afar.

Tread! Tread! Tread!

It was the sound of wooden clogs on the stone path.

At the end of the street, a figure came slowly. He was dressed in a black cloak and clogs. His appearance was not untidy, but it was not beautiful either.

"The brain is a good thing."

That person slowly came over, glancing at the murderer who had been crushed to the ground, and more than ten people with guns and swords around him, and said, "Pity you guys don't have any."

When they heard the voice, the eyes of more than ten people who were present began to shift. They all had a little cold sweat on their forehead. When they saw Ross's appearance, one of them said with a quiver in his tone.

"You… are you…"

There was a look of horror on his face. Even when Fujitora stopped the bullet with some strange ability, he did not show such an expression. Not only was his forehead overflowing with cold sweat, but his entire back was filled with sweat.

The people next to him reacted slowly, but after the reaction, their faces changed dramatically. They all took a breath of cold air and felt their legs and feet softened for a while.

"Ghost… Ghost Hand…"

Someone shuddered and said the name, and the whole man sat down on the ground.

Grand Line.

Fifth Emperor!

Fujitora paused for a moment, ignoring the dozen or so assailants around hin. Instead, he looked up in the direction Ross had come and opened his eyes, which were white with no pupils.

"Long time no see."

Ross took another two steps forward, stopping three meters away from Fujitora and smiled at him.

When they last met, he still needed to run for survival as a new Supernova and was followed by Aokiji and almost lost the entire group.

And now.

He is already one of the Five Emperors of New World, overlooking this Grand Line.

He doesn't need to dress up so exquisitely, show any momentum, or even show any eyes deliberately. Just his plain appearance is enough to make countless people fear it.

"I have encountered some embarrassing things, let your excellency laugh."

Fujitora slowly put down the wooden staff and looked at Ross with an amiable smile.

Ross said with a smile: "In this world, how can we avoid all the filth and evil? Even if we close our eyes, we will always meet them. It's very difficult to stay out of their way."

Listening to the conversation between Ross and Fujitora.

More than ten people nearby didn't relax because they ignored them. Instead, their fear grew stronger and stronger because the blind man they attacked could talk to Ghost Hand Ross like an old friend!

It's like seeing a ghost, isn't he just an ordinary blind man? !

The group of people are all frozen in place. Some people have the idea of running away in their hearts. But their legs are like lead. It's hard to lift them. The whole person seems to have become a clay plastic wooden tire. They can only watch Ross and Fujitora talking from the sidelines.

"Ugh……"

Fujitora sighed when he heard Ross.

Indeed, as Ross said, in this era, they can't avoid it. This is a Great Age of Pirates, a chaotic era in which countless pirates and wicked people are running rampant. Even if the government and marine maintain order, they are only limited to a certain extent.

The world has broken down.

"But to behave as your excellency would only make the confusion worse."

Fujitora's slowly said.

Since he met Ross on that island, he often paid attention to the news of Ross. Although he didn't deliberately inquire about it, he basically knew it in the newspaper.

From the newspaper, he knows Ross's past and knows why Ross has become a pirate and he is very clear about Ross's actions along the way.

He is not clumsy.

Contrary to his simple and honest appearance, he has a clear mind.

Ross appeared here and took the initiative to find him, he does not think it is a coincidence, because Ross's current identity represents something too heavy for it to be a coincidence.

If it wasn't a coincidence, then he would have a pretty good idea of ​​what Ross wanted to do.

"World Government, is it God?"

Ross gently smiled and did not answer Fujitora's question but asked one.

Fujitora's hand holding the stick was slightly pinched.

Ross looked at Fujitora and said slowly: "They are not gods, just the rulers of the world, nothing more."

"The world, as you can see, is sick."

Ross's hand stretched out from his cloak and he spread it gently, and said: "With the world government's method of taking the medicine to press the disease will only get worse and worse. If you want to cure it, you only need to have surgery. You need to have a large-scale operation to eliminate all the lesions from the root."

Fujitora understood what Ross meant.

Inside, he was also shocked by Ross's thoughts. After a few seconds of silence, he said in silence:

"The existence of the government is the stability and order of the world itself. You have never thought that once the operation goes on… How much blood would flow? "

"Surgery is not done in one step."

Ross said faintly: "There is still a lot of preparation work, such as taking medication in the early stage, anesthesia and disinfection, and then it is the turn of the knife."

When he heard Ross, Fujitora was silent.

As Ross said, he can't turn a blind eye to everything in this world. He has ambitions and convictions, and he alone cannot change the world, so he needs to choose a path.

Being a Pirate is impossible because pirates are the root of this chaos, and apart from pirate, the only thing left is the Revolutionary Army and the World Government.

The Revolutionary Army tried to overthrow the World Government, but their actions began with the dissemination of ideas and rebellions, and indeed, like their names, were revolutionizing the world.

There is no doubt that the revolution is to shed blood and sacrifice.

In the normal historical process, Fujitora finally chose the government and chose Marine between the fight of the Revolutionary Army and the government.

And now.

There was one more choice in front of him, that is, to join the Ghost Hand Pirates.

Although they are named as pirates, their aim is to hunt other pirates and they do not rob the civilians, and do not slaughter people for the fun of it, they only reveal the darkness of the world.

Ross's previous statement was very clear to him. He had already told him directly that the purpose of the Ghost Hand Pirates was to eradicate the Yonkō (Four Emperors) Pirates!

Then?

And then they will cut our way to the world government to rebuild a new order.

Now Ross is not a nameless pawn, but one of the Five Emperors who rules the sea. With such an identity, he can say so much to a nobody and his attention is also very clear.

Fujitora is a man with a clear mind and pride.

Why not join marines now? On the one hand, he hasn't made a choice. On the other hand, he doesn't like to start from being a pawn, so when he joins, he can directly show his shocking strength in the world conscription and let the world government break the standard promotion in becoming a Marine Admiral step by step.

In the communication between Ross and Fujitora, more than ten assailants were sweating and afraid to move or say a word.

Among them, there are people who have a good brain. They can guess a little about the conversation according to Ross's words, but they don't dare to think about it.

Some people want to cry.

They finally locked in a fat sheep and was going to get a large sum of money. How could this lead to them getting involved in the matter of the Fifth Emperor?

"But."

"The preparation for this operation, based on my ability, can not be completed, I am in need of your help." Ross looked at Fujitora and sent out an invitation.

Fujitora was silent for a few seconds and eventually refused: "I am just a nameless person who can't even look at things. I am not worthy of your attention."

Ross's face doesn't change.

He had expected Fujitora's reaction and said calmly: "I believe in my vision. Besides…"

He paused a little and Distorted his voice and sent a message to Fujitora's ear.

"Really?!"

Fujitora's face changed for a while.

Ross slightly smile and did not respond, he just looked at Fujitora.

Fujitora's face was a bit sullen, and his hand holding the stick became tight, and he did not speak.

"How about this."

Ross looked at the silent Fujitora and waited quietly for a moment before saying, "I remember that I had an agreement with you last time to gamble with you again. What do you think?"

Fujitora's face is low, and he doesn't know how many thoughts flow in his heart. Finally, he wipes out all the thoughts and nods to Ross seriously.

"I am free to accompany you."

Ross touched his chin and thought a little before saying:

"How about a bet?"

"Since it's your invitation, it's up to you to decide how to gamble."

Fujitora opened his mouth to respond.

Ross reached into his pocket and felt for a coin. He looked at the coin and said, "I seldom play. I don't know anything about complex things. Why don't we decide on the simplest one?"

Fujitora nodded and said: "It's perfect."

Ross smiled, put the coin between his fingers, made a pop-up, and said, "One side is the word, one side is the flower, which side do you take?"

"Word."

Fujitora didn't think much of it.

Ross whispered, "Then I'll take the flower."

Ding!

At the moment when the voice fell, he flicked his thumb gently in the middle of his index finger, and the coin whirled and flew to the sky. When it reached the highest point, it fell to the ground below.

Ross and Fujitora's Observation Haki capture the movement of coins at the same time.

It seemed like a very simple bet, but in their hands, it can't be that simple, because at the moment of the pop-up, they already knew the answer.

Since it's a coin played by Ross, it must be controlled to fall on the flower surface.

Buzz!!

Fujitora's face was the same. He held a wooden stick and suddenly put out his hand. A strange force suddenly aroused and suddenly shrouded the coin, which changed the movement track of the coin.

Ross's face remained the same. He flexed his fingers to pick up the coin. A ray of wind came out and bounced it on the coin. The falling coin turned faster and faster.

Fujitora's white-eyes opened slightly, and the wooden stick in his hand was slowly taken to the front. The gravity suddenly intensifies, pressing heavily on the coins, and the coins fall rapidly.

Zi Zi!

Ross's eyes flashed and his power is surging. He utilized Gravity distortion to destroy the gravity released by Fujitora, which makes the coin drop abruptly and bounce back to the sky.

Two people release gravity and one person releases it with the help of the power of destruction, the two powers collide with each other on this street.

Kāchā! Kāchā!

I don't know when the ground between Ross and Fujitora began to break up. At the speed visible to the naked eye, it broke down like a spider's web and spread in all directions inch by inch.

"This… this is…"

Under the confrontation, the spirit of Ross and Fujitora naturally revealed. They collided in the void, making more than ten murderers nearby all sweat.

Looking at the crumbling ground inch by inch, all of them had a violent leap of fear in their hearts, even though the cracks on the ground were not spreading fast and there seemed to be no huge impact. However, they all felt a kind of creepy terror in their hearts.

Once they got involved in it, they will be crushed!

"Escape……"

"Run!"

Finally, someone responded. Under the crisis of life and death, he broke free from the oppression brought by Ross and forced his legs to run away.

However.

At the moment when they fled one after another, Ross in the field slid flat and shot a trace of the power of distortion against Fujitoa's gravity.

The power of distortion sweeps through, like the compression impact of sound waves, making the air in the whole street appear with a spring like distortion traces. Everywhere, the bodies of those murderers are all squeezed together by destruction, and even their screams can't be sent out.

Their flesh and bones are constantly squeezed and compressed together, eventually turning into a compact and heavy bloody ball that rolls along the street to the far end and disappears at the end of their field of vision.

Boom!

After all this, Ross's power of distortion was distorted and Fujitora's gravity strikes him so violently that his body shakes and he takes a step back. Fujitora is holding the stick, and he slips back on the ground for nearly two meters before he stops.

The coin finally fell from the sky and landed on the ground. It rolled twice before coming to a stop. On the upward side, lifelike petals were engraved.

Fujitora slowly stood up straight.

Ross stands there, calmly looking at Fujitora and smiling slightly.

"I give up."

Fujitora took a step toward Ross and as he passed him, he paused for a moment and said, "I'll have to manage my face in the future."

No doubt.

In terms of strength, Ross is better than him.

His strength is stronger than him and his will shakes him, Ross's statement makes Fujitora admit that he has no reason to refuse, and this last bet is indeed lost by him.

"You have to guarantee to give me food until my stomach is full."

Ross gently smiles.

On the coast.

The Ghost Hand Pirates ship is docked here.

Ross and Fujitora, Laffitte, and Robin came from a distance and came all the way to the shore, Shiliew of the Rain and others gathered on the deck and their eyes gathered on Fujitora.

The feeling of a strong person is obviously different from ordinary people. Shiliew of the Rain can roughly judge that Fujitora has considerable strength, but to what extent, he is not sure.

"He seems to have some skills."

"After all, ain he is a person that Captain himself wanted."

Ficheux Erman shrugged, the person chosen by Ross couldn't be too bad.

Walking along the ramp to the deck, Ross reaches out to Robin at the back. Robin hands her small hand over to him and takes Ross's hand to the deck.

Laffitte is in third place and Fujitora is in the end.

"Introduction."

On the deck, Ross called Fujitora and smiled slightly: "Combatant Shiliew of the Rain, Sniper Ficheux Erman, Ship Doctor Trafalgar Law."

Ross introduced Shiliew of the Rain and Ficheux Erman and others to Fujitora.

Finally.

Ross looked at Shiliew of the Rain and others and briefly introduced Fujitora.

Shiliew of the Rain's attitude towards Fujitora is not salty, while Ficheux Erman observed Fujitora, trying to determine Fujitora's strength.

"I've heard a lot about you."

After Ross's introduction, Fujitora told Shiliew of the Rain and others with his innocent smile, saying: "It's a shame that some nobody like me is so valued by Mr. Ross. Please do me a favor in the future."

"Too modest."

Trafalgar Law said to Fujitora while holding Kikoku: "If you can be so valued by Captain, you must have extraordinary skills."

Ficheux Erman looked at Fujitora and said: "Since we are on the same ship, it's time to get to know each other. I don't know what your abilities are?"

"Oh… My Insignificant skills are not strong enough to be mentioned."

Fujitora touched the back of his head and smiled like a middle-aged uncle who is harmless to humans and animals.

Shiliew of the Rain came forward with a cigar in his mouth. The second-generation Ghost blade was taken to the front of him and he put it across. He looked at Fujitora and said, "I have nothing to do, and I have some itching hands. How about a duel?"

Although Fujitora came to the crew later, his position on the ship cannot hover in the air in suspense.

In this ship, the status of the position, in addition to the order of the ship, must be determined by strength, and even strength is more decisive than the order of boarding.

After all.

This is a world of predators!

Chapter end