One Piece: The sky is azure, I just time-traveled today.

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Some restless eyes have already set their sights on Guina's name, plotting whether to cause trouble and make a name for themselves through it.

However, the reaction was quite different among those who were already famous and stood at the top of the world.

The New World, an island that burns year-round.

"Cool! Kuina, the Shichibukai 'Purple Sword'? She's actually a female swordsman! That's quite rare, interesting!"

The white-bearded man, whose stature was as large as a mountain, put down his huge wine bowl, looked at the blurry figure in the newspaper, and a hint of interest appeared on his rugged face.

"To defeat Moria head-on is not something that can be achieved by reputation alone."

His captains were also passing around the newspaper, their expressions varying.

"Although Gecko Moria has been quiet in recent years, the Shadow-Shadow Fruit's ability is indeed troublesome."

After a moment's thought, Captain Marco of the First Division said in a calm tone, "This girl's strength should not be underestimated, as she was able to take care of him and his zombie army."

"The 'Purple Sword'? I hope her sword is really as fast as the reports say."

Fifth Division Captain Vista stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming with the light of a swordsman facing an opponent.

Wano Country, Onigashima.

"Oh ho ho ho! A new Shichibukai?"

Kaido gulped down a mouthful of wine, his crimson eyes scanning the newspaper. "That Morgans guy, he's always exaggerating!"

But as he put down the newspaper, his huge hand unconsciously tapped on the table.

"However... being able to deal with that piece of trash Moria shows he has some skill."

He muttered to himself, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. Any change that might alter the new world order would draw his attention.

"Mama~mama~ A new Shichibukai? And a pretty young girl at that?"

Big Mom looked at the newspaper, letting out a distinctive laugh. She licked her lips, seemingly more interested in the labels "young" and "woman".

"I wonder what her soul tastes like? Would she be interested in being a guest at my tea party?"

Her children were also discussing and analyzing the potential impact of this new Shichibukai.

Even Hawkeye Mihawk, who was far away in the castle on the island of Klaigana, received this newspaper.

His sharp, hawk-like gaze swept across the report, lingering for a moment on words like "swordsmanship" and "unparalleled skill," before glancing at the photo of Kuina holding a knife.

"Defeating Moria is not difficult."

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "But 'Purple Sword'... I hope your sword is not wielded merely for the sake of the title of Shichibukai."

He put down the newspaper and continued wiping his black dagger, Night.

He maintained an attitude of observation towards his new colleague, a fellow Shichibukai who was also renowned for his swordsmanship.

For a time, the name "Purple Sword" Kuina became the focus of attention for all forces on the Grand Line.

Some looked down on it, some were wary of it, and some were simply curious.

But in any case, everyone understands that a new star has forced its way into the sky over this vast ocean, and its brilliance is destined to stir up the winds and clouds of the future.

East China Sea, Shuangyue Village.

As usual, the morning sun gently bathed the tranquil village, gilding the wooden buildings of the Isshin Dojo with a light gold hue.

Inside the training ground, the shouts of disciples sweating profusely and the crisp sound of bamboo swords clashing together formed the familiar morning training routine.

However, today is different from usual.

The dojo master, Koushirou, sat quietly in the main seat, his eyes narrowed as always, a gentle smile on his face.

But at this moment, his hands were not empty; he was holding a newspaper that had just been delivered by Newsbird and still smelled of ink.

The front page of the newspaper prominently featured a clear photo of his daughter, Kuina, standing with a sword in hand! The headline was even more eye-catching—"New Shichibukai! 'Purple Sword' Kuina!"

This news, like a boulder thrown into a calm pond, stirred up a tidal wave within the Yixin Dojo.

"Hey! Look! It's Senior Sister Kuina!"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea?! Senior Sister Kuina has become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?!"

"My God! Isn't that a great pirate who needs to be recognized by the World Government?!"

"The title 'Purple Sword' is so cool! It's even cooler than 'Shura Girl' from a few years ago!"

"Senior sister...has she already gone that far? The Seven Warlords of the Sea, 'Purple Sword'!"

The disciples could no longer concentrate on training. They all gathered around Koushirou, craning their necks to look at the newspaper, their faces filled with shock, admiration, and a hint of bewilderment.

For these young people who were still practicing swordsmanship in a small village in the East China Sea, the Seven Warlords of the Sea were legendary figures, but now they were equated with their powerful senior sister whom they had not seen for many years.

Koushirou did not stop his disciples from making noise. He simply sat quietly, his gaze fixed on his daughter's cold and resolute face in the newspaper.

His squinting eyes held a complex and unreadable emotion.

There was a father's worry, the sea was too dangerous; perhaps there was also a hint of pride, his daughter had finally embarked on the path she had chosen, and had already begun to show her talent.

But more than anything, there was a profound calm, as if this day had been foreseen.

Amidst gasps of amazement and murmurs, in a corner of the temple.

A green-haired boy, Zoro, only glanced at the newspaper from afar, and at the familiar figure on it.

His movements did not pause at all.

He let out a low shout, and slashed forward with even more ferocious force using the bamboo sword in his hand! Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the floor of the dojo.

He seemed isolated from the surrounding noise.

His gaze was focused and intense, fixed on the air ahead, as if an opponent he had to surpass stood there.

These words echoed in his mind, but they did not shake him in the slightest. Instead, they fueled the flame in his heart, making it burn even brighter.

He remembered that promise.

He remembered that figure that was always ahead of him, someone he had to chase with all his might.

Today, that figure has reached a height he could never have imagined, gaining a reputation that resounds throughout the world.

But so what?

Zoro gritted his teeth, his arm muscles bulging, and swung his sword again, faster and more ruthlessly than before!

His path has never changed.

Strong enough to defeat all opponents, strong enough to fulfill the promise of becoming the world's greatest swordsman!

Kuina has moved ahead, so he needs to catch up even faster!

In the center of the training ground, the disciples' discussions gradually subsided, and they all turned their gazes to the green-haired boy who was frantically cultivating alone in the corner.

They could feel the almost tangible fighting spirit and pressure emanating from Zoro.

Koushirou also turned his head slightly to look in Zoro's direction, a hint of approval flashing in his narrowed eyes.

He carefully folded the newspaper and placed it beside him.

"Alright." Koushirou's gentle voice broke the silence of the dojo. "Today's training is not over yet."

The disciples snapped out of their daze and returned to their positions, picking up their bamboo swords once more.

However, their eyes were no longer calm, and they also fantasized about one day reaching the level of their senior sister.

Meanwhile, the sound of Zoro swinging his sword continued to echo like war drums within the dojo.

Each sword strike was like a challenge directed towards the distant sea, a challenge that had continued for years.

Kuina, just you wait.

I will become stronger, strong enough to stand in front of you, and then defeat you with my Three-Sword Style!

"I am the world's greatest swordsman!"

Chapter 141 Ace's Stress Reaction

East Sea, Goa Kingdom, Mount Gorbo.

Deep in the dense jungle, two boys were huddled together, their heads almost touching, staring at a newspaper they had just gotten from a newsbird.

The slightly older Ace can now read a whole newspaper by himself, albeit haltingly. His fingers move slowly over the ink-printed words, his brow furrowed, his expression focused.

Suddenly, his finger stopped abruptly, resting on the clear photograph on the front page.

The photo shows Kuina standing with a sword in hand, her gaze cold and stern. The title is even more jarring—"New Shichibukai! 'Purple Sword' Kuina!"

Ace's pupils suddenly contracted.

His gaze was fixed on the text, reading word for word the description of how Kuina defeated Gecko Moria and earned the title of Shichibukai. When his eyes swept over the two blurry figures in the corner of the picture, figures he was absolutely certain he wouldn't mistake, a nameless rage surged within him!

"That damned Kuina!" Ace slammed his fist into a nearby tree trunk, sending leaves rustling down. "How could she... how could she become a Shichibukai?!"

His voice was filled with incomprehension, anger, and even a hint of betrayal.

“And Sabo! Robin!” He pointed to the corner of the picture, his voice trembling with anger. “Why were they there? Why didn’t they stop her?! The Seven Warlords of the Sea…aren’t they just lackeys of the World Government?!”

Standing next to him, Luffy, wearing a straw hat, was startled by Ace's sudden outburst. He tilted his head, trying to read the newspaper, but Ace's hand blocked his view, and he couldn't read anyway.

"Kuina? Sabo? Robin?"

Luffy spotted those familiar names, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his rubber arm to grab the newspaper.

"Have you heard from them? Where are they? Let me see!"

"What are you looking at!"

Ace was in a state of extreme anger and disappointment. Seeing Luffy trying to snatch it, he didn't think twice and forcefully pulled with both hands—

"Hiss-!"

He tore the brand-new newspaper in half!

The scraps of paper fluttered to the ground, the cold, stern face of Kuina and the blurry figures of Sabo and Robin on them now fragmented.

Luffy's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He looked at the torn newspaper on the ground, then at Ace's angry face. His lips slowly pursed, and his rubber face was filled with grievance and dissatisfaction.

"Ace! What are you doing?!"

Luffy shouted, his voice filled with accusation, "I haven't even read it yet! Why did you tear the newspaper up!"