Chapter 6 The Battle Between Great Swordsmen, Pluton Rayleigh Appears!

Become the Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates?

As soon as Vista made this offer, the previously silent audience collectively gasped.

"What? Is this...?"

"From being a newcomer to becoming a commander of the Sea Emperor Whitebeard? This is like jumping straight to the top!"

"Is this guy's strength really that impressive? This is ridiculous!"

"I don't see any problem with it. Garros really is incredibly strong. It looks like the Whitebeard Pirates are about to gain a new powerful member."

After the initial shock, murmurs of discussion began to ripple through the crowd.

"It's not that simple. Even though this boy is strong, that's where it ends!"

"Yes, Vista is the captain of the fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates. Defeating him won't be easy."

"I've heard that Vista is already at the level of a great swordsman!"

"If this kid is smart, he should put down his famous sword and leave now. Maybe he could still make friends with the Whitebeard Pirates."

A person's reputation can cast a long shadow.

Who is Whitebeard?

He is a powerful figure who can rival the Pirate King Roger!

Twenty years ago, Vista joined the Whitebeard Pirates. He has fought countless battles, faced numerous formidable foes, and earned a great reputation.

Carlos frowned slightly.

"Become the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

"That's right."

"I've heard that everyone on your ship calls Whitebeard 'daddy.' Sorry, but that's not a habit I have."

Vista stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Many share your perspective, and it doesn't matter. We, the Whitebeard Pirates, are like one big family."

"Of course, if you really don't want to join, I won't force you. But..."

"Keeping this sword?"

Vista nodded without hesitation.

His gaze then fixed intently on the scabbard at Carlos's waist, his eyes filled with desire.

As a pirate, if you want something, you take it directly. There's no need for subtlety. This is their code of conduct.

Carlos smiled.

With a swift motion, he drew his sword, Hidden Thunder, and pointed it straight at Vista.

"Want it? Then it depends on whether you have the ability to take it."

"In that case, I won't hold back. But remember, the sword has no eyes. If you die because of this, don't blame me. You can only blame yourself for being outmatched!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vista vanished from sight.

The next moment, he appeared in mid-air.

"Rose Dance!"

The two swords in his hands created a flurry of afterimages. Countless red rose petals fell from above, transforming into sharp slashes that spread out in all directions.

Beneath the beautiful display lay a deadly intent!

The petals turned into a barrage of slashes, forming an impenetrable cage of death around Carlos.

Faced with this overwhelming assault, Carlos's face remained calm, though his eyes shone with fierce determination.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward rather than retreating.

His muscles tensed, reflecting the light from above with a dark, metallic sheen.

Armament Haki hardened!

Armament Haki enveloped!

"Shave!"

In the world of pirates, Marine Six Styles is well-known among the truly strong. As long as your physical fitness meets the standard, you can quickly learn it. It doesn't reveal the identity of CP0.

Carlos's speed was almost at its peak.

He swung Hidden Thunder.

Boom!

The deafening roar exploded in everyone's ears!

The energy released shattered the surrounding tables, chairs, and floor tiles into debris.

The two combatants were forced back several steps, eyeing each other with serious expressions.

"What! Did you actually block it?"

"Did he really withstand such a terrifying attack? Could it be that this guy has reached the level of a great swordsman?"

"Impossible! How old is he? Has he been training since birth?"

The audience watched in astonishment, their jaws nearly dropping.

Even several powerful swordsmen with bounties over 100 million were amazed. Though their duel was brief, it seemed to open a new perspective for them.

A deep sense of frustration arose in their hearts.

…

In the shadows behind the scenes, Rayleigh observed the duel at the auction venue with intense focus.

He accidentally crushed the iron wine bottle in his hand.

"Is this his true strength? It's truly remarkable."

Indeed, Garros might not match Vista, the renowned great swordsman, in terms of swordsmanship. But when it comes to Haki, particularly Armament Haki, he was on par with or even superior to Vista.

Amid Vista's dazzling sword skills, which hid deadly intent, Garros's Observation Haki precisely sensed the impact points of Vista's attacks.

Garros had reinforced the parts of his body that were about to be struck with a significant degree of Haki.

In both quality and quantity, his Armament Haki surpassed Vista's!

He didn't dodge or evade but chose to confront Vista head-on!

With the famous sword in his hand, Garros was not only holding his ground against a long-renowned great swordsman but was evenly matched!

"No!"

"Garros might make mistakes, but a single error from Vista could determine the outcome!"

Realizing this, Rayleigh's expression grew serious. Though he had retired from the world of piracy, he knew Vista well.

The Whitebeard Pirates and the Roger Pirates had clashed many times. While Vista might not be among the top experts, he was certainly a formidable fighter.

It wasn't that Vista was lacking; it was that Garros's Armament Haki was extraordinarily powerful.

Even Rayleigh himself was only slightly stronger than this young man!

"Where did this freak named Garros come from?"

"If nothing else changes, a new storm is about to hit the seas."

At that moment, Carlos and Vista were barely visible in the chaos of the auction venue. The deafening sounds of clashing swords filled the air.

The roof, walls, and floors began to crumble. Smoke and dust enveloped the area!

The aftermath of their battle had left the auction venue in ruins and on the verge of collapse.

"Damn it! How could such a fierce battle erupt here?"

"What are you standing around for? Run! It's no longer safe!"

…

The audience, no longer concerned with the auction, began fleeing their seats. The narrow corridor was packed with people pushing, shoving, shouting, and cursing.

Suddenly, a powerful aura swept across the crowd!

Most people immediately lost consciousness, falling to the ground. The few who remained froze, unable to move, and turned back to stare at the booth with difficulty.

The overwhelming presence forced Carlos and Vista to agree to a temporary truce.

In the shadows behind the scenes, an old man with a white beard and hair, wearing glasses, slowly emerged.

Despite his age, he exuded an imposing aura.

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