New Shining Star |『 Male Reader 』• One Piece

Page 38: The Result of Our Training

"The time is the Great Pirate Era!"

"Countless pirates fight desperately for the One Piece, the great treasure left behind by Gold Roger, the Pirate King."

"Y/n L/n, a young man whose body can transform into a buffalo after eating the Ox Ox Fruit Model Water Buffalo, also takes the sea to become the Pirate King."

"As Y/n and his friends overcome numerous adventures, the World Government is less and less able to ignore their existence."

"The crew, on its way to the New World, will speed along the Grand Line again today!"

The valley fell into a stunned silence after Y/n's declaration. The echo of his words still resonated through the air. The citizens, initially frozen in shock, began to murmur among themselves. Their whispered conversations grew louder, a mix of disbelief and newfound hope.

The overwhelming might of Zhongli's army, once a source of terror, now seemed surmountable. "Did you hear that?" a middle-aged mink exclaimed, turning to his neighbour. "He plans to become the King of the Pirates," he said, making a mink nod.

"This might be the turning point we've been waiting for," another added, her eyes alight with hope. "If they can fight for their Highnesses. If they fight for us, maybe they do stand a chance," she said.

Children, previously clinging to their parents in fear, now watched with wide eyes, whispering excitedly about the pirates who had come to their aid. "Is he really going to be the King of the Pirates?" one child asked, her voice filled with awe.

Their parents were more restrained but couldn't hide the glimmer of hope that had taken root in their hearts. It was fragile, but it was enough to change the atmosphere. Murmurs of support for Emperor Huidi and Empress Mingzhi's champions spread like wildfire through the crowd.

Meanwhile, Zhongli and Xiuzhi's forces were a picture of disarray. The ones still standing exchanged uneasy glances, their confidence visibly shaken. They had expected an easy victory bolstered by their overwhelming numbers. But this unforeseen display of power had thrown them into confusion.

Some soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons, trying to steady their nerves. "What kind of power is this?" one whispered, his voice trembling. "We can't let this deter us," another soldier muttered, though his eyes betrayed his fear.

At the center of this turmoil, Yingxing stood tall. His broad shoulders and imposing presence cut a stark contrast against the wavering soldiers around him. He moved deliberately, almost menacingly, as each step resonated with purpose.

A nearby soldier, visibly shaken and on the verge of retreating, caught his eye. Yingxing strode over to him, towering over the young mink who quivered under his stern gaze. "Stand firm," Yingxing commanded, his voice low and direct. There was no room for hesitation in his tone.

The soldier looked up, his fear palpable, but Yingxing's unwavering gaze seemed to bolster his resolve. "Yes, sir," he stammered, straightening his posture. Then, Yingxing turned to address the larger group, his voice carrying the weight of authority and duty.