Sanji, that is not how you use your legs!-Comecei a Adotar Filhos a Partir de One Piece(Lobo adolescente cabeça de porco)

Hawk-Eye felt a sense of urgency.

Damn it, he couldn't kill Zoro now. He could only wait in silence for the boy to grow stronger and return for his "revenge."

Glancing one last time at Chu Bawang, an opponent he currently had no hope of defeating, Hawk-Eye let out a heavy sigh and turned to leave.

"What a truly remarkable crew. I hope we have the chance to meet again."

"I had originally intended to take the head of Admiral Krieg, but I have had my fill of games for today. It is time for me to return and get some sleep."

With a single leap, Hawk-Eye sprang onto his coffin-shaped boat, drifting further and further away until he vanished from sight.

A flicker of doubt stirred within Red-Leg Zeff: Why did he get the feeling that Hawk-Eye was fleeing these waters? Could it be that there was some figure hiding in the East Blue who even he feared?

Admiral Krieg breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He then turned his gaze toward the floating restaurant Baratie with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Now that Hawk-Eye has left these waters, there is nothing left to stop my grand conquest!"

"Men, we were interrupted earlier, but the real battle begins now! Seize that ship for me!"

Clang, clang, clang.

Clang, clang, clang!

Pearl the Iron Wall struck the iron shields on his arms, looking utterly smug.

"I am Pearl the Iron Wall! I have never shed a single drop of blood in my sixty-one battles. Come and challenge me if you dare!"

Under the blazing sun, Admiral Krieg sat composed upon a shattered, floating piece of the deck, wearing a mocking, half-smile. In his eyes, the Baratie was already his for the taking.

Gin the Man-Demon drew his weapons—a pair of tonfa-like clubs with iron balls at the ends, possessing immense destructive power.

"Mr. Sanji, please, I beg you not to oppose Master Krieg. I do not wish to be your enemy, and even less do I wish to hurt you."

Gin looked at Black-Leg Sanji with sincere eyes. He felt genuine respect for the man who had once saved his life. He felt deeply guilty that Captain Krieg, after receiving Sanji’s charity, had chosen to attack the restaurant in return.

From his perch above, Admiral Krieg sneered, "This is the commander of the Krieg Pirate Fleet—Gin the Man-Demon, my most lethal weapon! He is called the Man-Demon precisely because he is cold and ruthless; even if an enemy cries and begs for mercy before him, he kills without batting an eye!"

Sanji merely shrugged, turned to look at Red-Leg Zeff, and grinned.

"Anyone who tries to take away the old man's life's work will have to go through me. That is my code!"

Pearl the Iron Wall swung his shield toward Sanji, raging, "How naive! On the high seas, only fists and raw power hold any meaning!"

Patty shouted in anxious concern, "Sanji, watch out!" It must be said, although Patty and Sanji were ostensibly at odds, he was actually deeply worried about the boy's safety.

***

Sanji moved.

"Mutton Shoot!"

This was a basic move Sanji named after the cut of meat he kicked. As the apprentice of Red-Leg Zeff, Sanji had inherited his master’s superb kicking techniques. He had even surpassed the master himself!

"Shoulder Meat!"

Sanji’s figure blurred like a phantom, instantly appearing before Pearl the Iron Wall.

Black-Leg delivered a kick from above onto the opponent's shoulder; a blow of this weight was enough to throw any opponent off-balance or drive them into the ground!

*Bang!*

After a deafening impact, Sanji froze for a moment.

Pearl the Iron Wall laughed in a bizarre, high-pitched tone, "Hahaha! You missed, you missed! Tell me, are you frustrated?"

Patty roared in helpless fury, "That bastard! His entire body is covered in iron shields; Sanji can’t break through his defense!"

Pearl the Iron Wall raised his shield and smashed a fist toward Sanji’s head.

*Boom!*

The sea trembled, and the restaurant’s fins shook violently, followed by the sound of the deck cracking like a spiderweb!

"Tch, what terrifying destructive power."

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Sanji's forehead. Had he not dodged in time, he likely would have been beaten to a pulp.

"Damn it, this is getting tricky. If I can't shatter this shield, I can't touch Pearl."

*Slurp.*

That was the sound of Chu Bawang drinking a beverage. In the otherwise quiet and solemn battlefield, it sounded strangely comical.

Chu Bawang smiled as he watched Sanji and chuckled, "Sanji, that isn't how you kick. Is this the technique you learned from Red-Leg Zeff? It’s complete trash!"

Sanji glared at Chu Bawang with bloodshot eyes, his curled eyebrow twitching violently. A sharp light shot from the pupil that was always hidden behind his hair.

"Lord... Lord Bawang, you may insult my dignity, but I ask you not to insult the master who taught me."

Chu Bawang hopped down from the second deck, walked past Sanji and Red-Leg Zeff with his back to them, and strode toward Pearl the Iron Wall. As he did, he raised a middle finger in contempt!

"Damn you!" Sanji moved to charge at Chu Bawang, but was blocked by Red-Leg Zeff.

"Sanji, that’s enough. You are no match for him."

"But that guy is really infuriating!"

***

Seeing an ordinary person with no sense of self-preservation walk out from the crowd, Pearl the Iron Wall burst into laughter.

"Is this kid scared out of his wits?"

A group of pirates looked at Chu Bawang, who was unarmed and dressed in casual clothes, and couldn't help but roar with laughter.

But the next moment, they could no longer laugh.

With his back still to Sanji and Zeff, Chu Bawang smiled faintly.

"Let me show you a real kicking technique!"

"Wind God's Kick, First Form: Shadow of the Wind!"

Chu Bawang’s figure suddenly accelerated, moving as fast as a meteor.

*Swish!*

He swept across them, and a large group of pirates fell to their knees like cut grass.

"Wind God's Kick, Third Form: Storm of Rain and Gale!"

Chu Bawang’s kicks poured down like a torrential rain, fierce as a hurricane. This was the terrifying essence of the storm. Pearl the Iron Wall, who had stood like a sturdy fortress, was forced back repeatedly by the overwhelming force!

"Wind God's Kick, Fourth Form: Thunderous Gale!"

*Rumble.*

The once-sunny sky was suddenly filled with the unnatural phenomenon of rolling thunder!

The timid were so frightened by the sight that they collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at what looked like the end of the world.

When they looked back at Pearl the Iron Wall, his massive shield had been torn in two! A deep, bottomless scar ran through his chest and back. Blood streamed down the remains of the shield, turning the scene into a gruesome nightmare.

Pearl the Iron Wall, who claimed to have never shed a drop of blood in sixty-one battles, had been reduced to a wreck by Chu Bawang in just three kicks!

"Using such a technique to bully a small fry like you really feels like overkill."

The Wind God's Kick was a martial art from "Wind and Cloud," embodying the essence of the formless wind; it was a style of extreme speed and ferocity, one of the three ultimate techniques of Xiong Ba. Using such a skill against this enemy was truly a waste of talent. If not for a system mission he had just received, Chu Bawang wouldn't have bothered to lift a finger against a small-time character like Pearl.