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Chapter 74: How Far to the Emperors?

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Rayleigh and Shakky both revealed hints of surprise in their eyes, yet the answer didn't seem entirely unexpected. Neither of them were particularly ambitious. Even if the One Piece held the power to reshape the world, they would continue to live their lives freely. And since it hadn't changed the fact of Roger's death, it was clearly more of a historical truth than some tangible treasure.

While the world of One Piece was fantastical, filled with powerful individuals, it wasn't a realm of pure fantasy.

Perhaps in the Naruto world, such a thing might exist. Hashirama's cells, the Chakra Fruit... those held the potential to alter Roger's physical abilities, especially given the similar concept of debilitating illnesses stemming from powerful bloodline traits.

Ian smiled slightly. "There's one more thing. I'd like to ask for your guidance, Rayleigh-san, on Haki and swordsmanship at the highest level. Would you be willing to spar with me? I want to see how far I am from the Admirals and the Emperors."

During his younger days, whenever the Marines pursued the Roger Pirates, Garp would always seek out Roger for a one-on-one duel, while Rayleigh would clash with Sengoku the Buddha. Perhaps Gaban had faced Zephyr, the Black Arm. The results of these confrontations were always more or less the same, inconclusive.

There were few in the world who could stand against him. As long as he avoided Fighting the Emperors, he was practically untouchable. And Ian, still so young, was sure to reach that level eventually.

Due to age, Rayleigh and Sengoku's strength had waned, but they were likely still comparable to Mihawk. Otherwise, Rayleigh wouldn't have been able to hold back Kizaru.

Ian's strength was probably on par with Rayleigh's. There wasn't much he could teach him, except perhaps in the realm of swordsmanship.

Ian wasn't a master swordsman. He relied on Ulquiorra's enhanced physical abilities and spiritual pressure, wielding his blade with brute force. While terrifyingly effective, he wasn't satisfied.

Above him stood the Emperors, the Admirals, the Five Elders, and even... Imu, the King of the World.

Rayleigh chuckled. "Since you're asking me for guidance on Haki and swordsmanship, I won't refuse. Truth be told, I've been itching for a good fight."

A young man of comparable strength, respectfully seeking guidance from an elder, Rayleigh couldn't refuse. Besides, during their conversation, he had sensed a certain familiarity in Ian's character, a resemblance to Roger.

"Good" Ian said with a smile, draining the remaining liquid from his glass and rising to his feet.

Rayleigh laughed heartily, and they both headed for the door, Fujitora following closely behind.

Shakky watched them depart, tilting her head slightly with a knowing smile. "Appearance, demeanor, personality, strength... flawless. I've never seen such a remarkable young man. He reminds me of Rayleigh and Roger in their Prime."

She had witnessed countless battles between top-tier fighters and had little interest in spectating another.

"Be careful!" In Grove 13, outside Shakky's Rip-off Bar, Ian drew his Zanpakuto, addressing Rayleigh calmly.

Hum! He held the blade with his right hand, black Busoshoku Haki coating the edge as he channeled his immense spiritual pressure into the weapon. With a swift, decisive swing, he unleashed a massive wave of black sword energy towards Rayleigh.