Even in the Navy, there weren't many who truly mastered all Six Styles.
Yet Whitebeard claimed he'd learned them just by watching.
Honestly…well, when you thought about it, maybe it wasn't so strange. Luffy picked up Shave on his own, Sanji figured out Moonwalk—neither had the orthodox Navy training methods, but they still got there.
Come Be My Son: "Just kidding. I just watched a lot and worked out the techniques for myself, then figured out a rough training regimen."
Come Be My Son: "I'm sure there are some differences from the Navy's official Six Styles, but the core is basically the same."
Whitebeard really didn't care much about it. After so many years fighting the Navy, he'd naturally absorbed a lot of their tricks. He might not have studied them deeply, but with his experience, picking up the moves was inevitable.
Not that he had much use for them, though. With the Tremor-Tremor Fruit and Armament Haki, those techniques hardly mattered at his level.
That's Right, Meow: "You make it sound so easy. If it's that simple, maybe I could do it too…"
Evilest Spirit: "Count me in."
Golden Flash: "Same here."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Brain: 'I've got this!' Hands: 'Don't kid yourself!'"
Child of Nature: "So, how many points do you have now, Whitebeard?"
With Brandon's prompt, the chat group finally got back on track. How did they always get sidetracked like this?
Come Be My Son: "About thirty thousand, give or take."
Whitebeard didn't hide it at all.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Thirty thousand? Seriously?!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "That's thirty lottery draws! I could cry, I'm so jealous~~"
Souping Up Dagu: "It's a lot, but it makes sense. Whitebeard is the peak of the pirate world, after all—earning points should be easy."
Child of Nature: "@Uchiha Dance King, what about you, Madara? You must have a fortune from all those Uchiha techniques."
Uchiha Dance King: "Fifty thousand. Barely passable, I guess."
Uchiha Dance King: "(smug.jpg)"
Evilest Spirit: "@Golden Flash, what about you?"
Evilest Spirit: "You're the Fourth Hokage—you should have plenty."
Golden Flash: "Ah…well…"
Minato looked a bit sheepish. Truth was, he didn't have much at all.
Ordinary Group Leader: "You didn't sell the forbidden jutsu scroll, did you?"
Golden Flash: "No."
Ordinary Group Leader: "…"
Evilest Spirit: "…"
Souping Up Dagu: "…"
Uchiha Dance King: "…"
Come Be My Son: "…"
Child of Nature: "Should I call you too honest, or just too rigid?"
Brandon had guessed as much, but still couldn't help being exasperated.
Ordinary Group Leader: "It's not like selling it means you lose it! Just sell the training method. You can record it, then sell the copy."
Ordinary Group Leader: "And you're selling to the chat group—not your enemies. You don't have to worry about other villages getting their hands on it."
Souping Up Dagu: "Yeah, you're way too cautious!"
Golden Flash: "Maybe, but as a Kage, it just feels wrong. Almost like betraying my village."
Golden Flash: "Besides, there aren't many members in the group, and there isn't that much good stuff in the prize pool. Selling the forbidden scroll now doesn't seem worth it."
Golden Flash: "I'll wait until the group grows or new features are unlocked."
Come Be My Son: "Devil Fruits, Armament Haki, Supreme Grade Blades—those don't count as good stuff?"
Evilest Spirit: "Spirit Crystals aren't good stuff?"
That's Right, Meow: "Pokémon don't count?"
Child of Nature: "What about the powerful psychic abilities in my world?"
Souping Up Dagu: "You saying Ultraman's powers aren't good stuff?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Countless high-level cultivation methods from my world too!"
Golden Flash: "…"
Now that everyone mentioned it, he realized there were valuable items.
But what were the odds he'd actually pull one? And they never mentioned the junk from their own worlds, did they!
The mood was getting a bit awkward when suddenly, a familiar "ding" sounded in the chat group.
Ding! New member [Invincible East] has joined the chat group!
Evilest Spirit: "Welcome, newcomer!"
Come Be My Son: "Kurararara, welcome aboard!"
That's Right, Meow: "Welcome, meow! Wonder what world the new member comes from?"
Souping Up Dagu: "From the name, they must be strong. Welcome!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Welcome… but that name—please don't tell me you're who I think you are?"
Child of Nature: "Maybe, probably, possibly…"
Invincible East: "Where is this place?"
Invincible East: "Who are you all?"
Invincible East: "Why has my consciousness appeared here?"
Evilest Spirit: "No need to panic, newcomer. The chat group should have transmitted some basic info directly to your mind."
Invincible East: "You mean those memories? A chat group linking countless worlds, members all from different realities?"
Invincible East: "You actually expect me to believe something that sounds this ridiculous?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Want to pretend we're immortals? Would that be easier for you to accept?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "(whisper.jpg)"
Invincible East: "…"
Are you trying to make it harder for me to believe you?
Souping Up Dagu: "There are memory files from other worlds in the group folder. Take a look."
Souping Up Dagu: "If you can offer the group leader something valuable, you can even ask about your future."
Souping Up Dagu: "Oh, and @Child of Nature—you can ask him too."
Invincible East: "My future?"
On a black cliff deep within the Swordsman's world, a woman dressed in red fell silent.
Invincible East: "I don't care about the future. If possible, tell me—does my sister still live, and where is she now?"
Compared to her own fate, Invincible East cared more about her sister's whereabouts.
With her current power, nobody in her world—not even Ren Woxing, should he return—could threaten her except her master. So the future didn't matter much.
(End of Chapter)
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