One Piece's Bizzare Adventure

At first, Jon intended to ask Child Emperor to take him to the Atomic Samurai's dojo.

However, upon learning that a grade-schooler who resembled Conan had gone out to fight crime the day before, he had to abandon this idea.

"Child Emperor-sama is usually quite busy."

Shizuka offered.

"Why don't I lead the way for you? My hometown is in City W, so I'm very familiar with the area."

"You?"

Jon looked at Shizuka.

After a few seconds of consideration, he nodded.

A hint of joy flashed in Shizuka's eyes.

Unfortunately, she didn't get to enjoy her triumph for long.

A short-haired girl who resembled a military officer approached from a distance, cruelly shattering the dream of Shizuka and Skywalker being alone together.

"I'm also very familiar with City W."

Fubuki was dressed in a dark green dress and wore black high-heeled over-the-knee boots.

Fair-skinned, with a well-endowed figure.

Staring at Jon's handsome face with an exotic charm, she spoke, "Us, the Blizzard Group can escort you?"

Hmph, she really knew how to pick her timing.

Jon waved his hand, "No need."

"Please!" Fubuki suddenly bowed, "Please give me a chance!"

This girl was quite persistent.

Feeling helpless, Jon's mouth twitched and said, "Well then, I'll have to trouble you."

Upon hearing this, Shizuka, who had maintained a professional smile on her face, heard the sound of something snapping near her ear.

(Oh no, I fail~)

The Atomic Samurai's dojo was located on the outskirts of City W and was not easy to find.

But that didn't stump the exclusive driver of the Fubuki Group, "Mountain Ape".

Driving the only luxury sedan in the group, after several twists and turns in the mountains, the spacious swordsmanship dojo finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he didn't have to listen to Fubuki's endless chatter in his ear.

Seeing Jon's expression, Fubuki lightly bit her lip.

Throughout the journey, she had promised all sorts of benefits in an attempt to get Jon to join the Blizzard Group.

But Jon didn't even bat an eye.

S-Class heroes sure were arrogant!

"Miss Fubuki."

Before getting off the car, Jon decided to kindly remind her.

Fubuki quickly straightened up and assumed a listening posture.

"Instead of engaging in hero activities, you should consider being a model or something, this world is very dangerous."

Jon's words sounded quite harsh.

"And, it's better to disband this kind of made-up group as soon as possible."

Fubuki was stunned.

It wasn't until Jon's figure walked away that she suddenly reacted.

"Bastard!"

Although Mountain Ape was also very unhappy, he understood who could be provoked and who couldn't.

Hastily dissuading her, he said, "Lady Fubuki, lower your voice, that's an S-Class hero. He might hear!"

"So what if he hears me?"

Fubuki appeared mature, but she was only twenty-four years old. Coupled with her innate superpowers (and a sister complex), she had hardly suffered any setbacks since childhood.

Provoked by Jon's words, her stubbornness suddenly flared up.

Leaving Fubuki aside, Jon climbed the steps and entered the dojo.

Inside the dojo, the Atomic Samurai knelt with his eyes closed. His sword "Nichirin", was placed beside him.

The moment Jon entered the dojo, the Nichirin, which had been sheathed, suddenly popped out and shook slightly.

Atomic Samurai suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam flashing in them.

Such a strong aura!

Masters like the Atomic Samurai and Bang could determine a person's strength from their aura alone.

There was no doubt that the newcomer was a force to be reckoned with!

Outside the dojo, three people stood with swords drawn.

In addition to the Iaian that Jon had already seen, there were also Okamaitachi and Bushidrill.

Jon bowed.

"I am Jon... I'm here specifically for the appointment."

Although he wore a foreigner's face, he could still speak such a martial phrase.

As expected of an S-Class hero!

The three drew their swords.

"Our master is taking a nap and cannot see visitors. Before our master, please enlighten us."

What a guy, they were truly shameless, not even bothering with formalities!

Jon taunted without expression.

"Come."

As the words fell, the three figures flickered and surrounded Jon in the center, simultaneously drawing their swords.

As the direct disciples of the Atomic Samurai, the three of them were naturally fast!

Jon didn't dodge or evade.

Color of Arms Haki-enhanced Tekkai.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sound of clashing metal echoed, followed by sparks.

The three of them simply couldn't believe their eyes!

Jon calmly spoke, "Come again."

"How dare you!"

Iaian murmured, drawing their swords once more.

"Iaido Slash!"

Okamaitachi and Bushidrill refused to fall behind.

"Dance of the Longsword!" "Impact Drill!"

Jon gently closed his eyes.

Color of Observation Haki + Kami-e + Water Flow Array.

Miss! Miss! Miss!

All of their attacks missed.

"So strong."

A cold sweat dripped from Iaian's forehead.

In terms of both defense and reaction speed, the opponent was far superior.

S-Class hero "Skywalker".

Truly absurdly powerful!

"You have one more chance, use your ultimate techniques. Otherwise, you won't have another opportunity."

"Godspeed Slash!" "Godspeed Flash!" "Godspeed Strike!"

For a moment, the three gritted their teeth and each unleashed their secret sword techniques.

Jon's eyelids twitched slightly.

He directly entered the "Inner World".

Miss*3

A living person vanished without a trace, even his movements couldn't be followed by the eye.

They weakly lowered their swords.

There was no chance to fight back, the gap was too big.

"Now that you three are done, it's my turn."

Stepping out of the "Inner World", Jon didn't care about their feelings and directly threw a punch!

Defend when you can, evade when you can; fight if you can, run if you can't.

Joe's principle was just so plain and unadorned.

The "Exploding Sky Rupturing Fist" carried the momentum of a thousand horses as it bared its fangs at the three!

Even though Jon had held back, the three was still blasted away and crashed heavily to the ground.

Jon let out a long sigh.

The "Killer Hammer," a fusion of two styles of boxing, was indeed extraordinary.

At the entrance of the dojo, Fubuki, who was secretly lurking by the door, was dumbfounded.

She had originally wanted to argue with Jon, but accidentally witnessed such a one-sided battle.

The second, third, and fourth-ranked A-Class heroes were only able to withstand three moves against that annoying guy.

No, if Jon hadn't held back, Iaian and the others probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even three moves!

"So this is the strength of an S-Class hero."

Fubuki's gaze seemed somewhat void.

The strong always became stronger.

It was truly an unfair world.