Onmyoji of the Grand Line

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"Wait for me? What makes you think you can wait for me?"

Whitebeard snorted coldly. This brat actually dared to come up to him and provoke him. He was simply overestimating himself!

"Of course I'm here to kill you. You killed my brother back then, and today I'm here to take your life!"

Katakuri drew his sword from his waist, his eyes flashing a blood-red color, looking extremely ferocious.

"You want revenge? Are you sure you can do it?"

The white-bearded man chuckled dismissively.

“Just try it and you’ll know!”

Katakuri raised his longsword and charged straight at Whitebeard. Whitebeard narrowed his eyes upon seeing the attack, then punched Katakuri in the stomach.

Katakuri was sent flying by Whitebeard's punch, crashing into the wall and passing out.

Why did you knock him out?

Seimei rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Just now, while they were talking, Whitebeard had smashed a metal block into Katakuri's stomach; otherwise, Katakuri wouldn't have fainted.

"I just wanted him to sleep for a while."

Whitebeard chuckled as he looked at Katakuri, who lay unconscious on the ground. It seemed this guy wasn't entirely unreasonable after all.

"Hey, old man with the white beard, why are you hitting my master? Stop it!"

The snow woman jumped up and grabbed the arm that the white-bearded man was swinging at her.

"Little brat, this is none of your business. Get out of here."

Whitebeard grabbed the Snow Woman's wrist with his other hand and threw her to the ground.

"Let me tell you, Whitebeard, I hold the title of the strongest swordsman in the world of One Piece!"

Seimei grinned and posed with his chest out in a starfish shape in front of the white-bearded man.

"Oh ho? There's even a title for the strongest swordsman? Looks like I'm quite ignorant!"

Whitebeard was somewhat surprised. Seimei didn't look much older than his sons, yet he had received such a high honor, while his own sons had been overshadowed by him. A surge of anger welled up in his heart.

"But such a title is not worthy of you, brat."

Whitebeard gave Seimei a disdainful look.

"My name is Whitebeard. I not only have the title of Whitebeard, but I also have the heart of the Pirate King!"

Seimei laughed, a hint of sadness in his eyes: "This is the difference between me and Whitebeard."

The white-bearded man scoffed disdainfully, looking at Seimei as if he were looking at an ant.

"Is your current goal to become the Pirate King?"

Seimei looked at him.

"Haha, I'm not the kind of person who likes to fight for power. One Piece belongs to the new generation of young people, and I won't get involved!"

Whitebeard shook his head.

"If that's the case, why did you come to see me?"

The white-bearded man frowned.

"Don't you think the world of One Piece has changed too much?"

Seimei looked at the white-bearded man, his eyes fixed sharply on him.

"I admit that the new century is a time of change, but what does that have to do with me?"

Whitebeard rubbed his nose. For someone like him, he didn't care about the earth-shattering changes that had taken place in the world of One Piece. He only knew that he was living a very comfortable life. His only concern was whether the business empire he had built over the years had been completely destroyed by the Navy. After all, the Navy wasn't so kind as to help him protect his assets.

"If you really don't care, then why didn't you choose to run away when you learned that your son, who had been missing for over twenty years, had come for revenge? Instead, you stayed to deal with him."

Seimei retorted to Shirobe, feeling that he should let this man see clearly his own inner feelings, instead of judging a person solely based on his own thoughts.

"I……"

Whitebeard opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing, only offering a bitter smile.

"What exactly do you mean by this?"

Robin tapped the table impatiently. She was extremely annoyed by the conversation between Whitebeard and Katakuri. The two men always talked about that bullshit One Piece.

"Alright, since you want to have a match with me, I'll play along. But let's make it clear first: if you lose, you'll have to join Impel Down. How about that?"

"That's natural, but if you lose, don't bother Kaido's daughter anymore."

Seimei shrugged. He didn't know what this guy's special purpose was. His words didn't sound like he was looking for trouble. He just wanted to spar with him. And Whitebeard didn't have any ill intentions, so he agreed.

"Hehehe, well then, I'll gladly accept your offer~"

As he spoke, Whitebeard gripped his naginata tightly, a bloodthirsty expression on his face.

"Whitebeard, if we win, leave this island quickly and hand him over to me."

Nami stood between Whitebeard and Seimei, stopping them from attacking.

"Okay, as long as you can beat me."

Whitebeard grinned. Although he wasn't afraid of any enemy, he had more important things to do and couldn't let this little matter delay his important business.

"Come on~"

Seimei drew his sword, his bright black eyes filled with intense fighting spirit.

"shave!"

Whitebeard struck first, slashing at Seimei, but Seimei's body suddenly vanished. He dodged Whitebeard's attack and then launched a sneak attack on him from behind.

"Karate?"

Whitebeard dodged Seimei's attack and turned to charge at Seimei, kicking him in the body. Seimei used the momentum to stagger backward.

"What amazing legwork! I guess I underestimated you."

Seimei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; it seemed that two or three of his ribs had been broken.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

Whitebeard raised his naginata and swung it at Seimei.

"Armed Color Hardened!"

Seimei used his own technique, forming a hard armor around his body to withstand Whitebeard's naginata.

"shave!"

The white-bearded figure suddenly appeared in front of Seimei, and then the naginata sliced ​​across his neck, drawing a line of blood, before his body collapsed with a thud.

"Hahahaha! Seimei, do you think you can defeat me all by yourself? You're dreaming!"

Whitebeard laughed wildly, finally letting out all the pent-up frustration he had been holding back for so long.

"This guy's strength is terrifying. His speed and power are definitely not inferior to the Four Emperors."

Seimei stood there muttering to himself. In the exchange just now, he was defeated by Whitebeard almost instantly. However, he was not discouraged. He believed that as long as he continued to work hard to improve his swordsmanship, he would surpass Whitebeard one day!

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Chapter 219: The Whitebeard Pirates

"Alright, that's enough for today. You can go now!"

Whitebeard clapped his hands, signaling everyone to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Seimei stopped the white-bearded man.

"Ok?"

The white-bearded man raised an eyebrow and looked at the young man before him. He had never seen anyone dare to defy him before.

"I'd like to ask, what are our stakes? If you lose, you'll have to send Kaido's daughter to Impel Down!"

"Ha, you're still too weak. Here's what we'll do: if you defeat me, I'll hand Katakuri over to you; if you lose, you'll obediently join the Whitebeard Pirates."

"Okay! You suggested it yourself!"

A smile appeared on Seimei's face. Although he had no interest in Kaido's daughter, if he could bring Whitebeard into his camp, then this deal would be a huge profit.

Whitebeard and Seimei's conversation completely ignored the Whitebeard Pirates nearby, while Robin remained silent with a cold face; she would not agree to Seimei taking such a dangerous action.

"Your words are really annoying, kid!"

"Hmph, old man, I don't care who you are, 663, your crew hurt my wife, so you must pay the price!"

Whitebeard squinted and stared intently at the boy in front of him. He hadn't encountered a boy as powerful as Seimei in a long time!

"Whitebeard, it looks like we need to practice a bit more. Let me see what you're capable of this time!"

Seimei smiled and swung his fist at Whitebeard, who met him without fear.

The two fought back and forth on the rooftop for a while, and Seimei gradually lost ground. He looked at his fists with resentment.