One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 25: Rising Fame [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 25: Rising Fame [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

I can only say that the aura of being directionally challenged is truly invincible.

After following Zoro around the village for half an hour, Shanuo felt dizzy. Finally, he asked an uncle for directions and finally found the gate of Isshin Dojo.

Surprisingly, Koshiro was already waiting at the gate.

"Why are you here so late?"

The middle-aged man, wearing a kimono and black-framed glasses, looked at Zoro with a smile, "Is it because of you that you got Lord Shano lost too?"

"..." Zoro's face turned red again.

He could lie in front of Shanuo, but he was powerless to defend himself in front of the teacher who knew him well.

He turned around with a grumble, "How annoying! Anyway, I've brought him here, so that's all I need! I'm leaving now. Don't call me for dinner. I haven't finished today's extra training yet!"

After watching Zoro leave, Koshiro smiled and turned to walk into the dojo.

"Dinner is already prepared. Lord Shanuo, you probably haven't eaten yet. Let's eat together later?"

"I'm a little hungry indeed. Thank you for the treat."

Xia Nuo followed behind, somewhat curious, "Mr. Koshiro knows my name? Could it be that Junyi has returned from the clinic so quickly?"

"Junyi?"

Koshiro was slightly startled and shook his head. "No, I only heard about the boy's return. I haven't met him in person yet. Come to think of it, I want to thank you on his behalf. I didn't expect this trip to Asazakura Island to be so dangerous. If it weren't for you, he might not have made it back alive."

"Then how do you know so much..."

"Well, it's because Mr. Shanuo has become quite famous recently."

Koshiro took out a few newspapers from the middle shelf of the cabinet and handed them to Xia Nuo, saying with a smile, "After reading this, you should understand."

newspaper?

Xia Nuo took it curiously. He had been drifting on the sea these days and had never seen a news bird.

Or perhaps the news birds flying high overhead didn't notice their small boat.

"Come, have some tea." Koshiro personally brewed a cup of green tea and handed it over.

"Thank you."

The two sat on the tatami with the coffee table between them. Xia Nuo spread out the newspaper and read it carefully.

These newspapers were basically from local newspapers in the East China Sea, and without exception, the front-page headlines were all reports about the Asazakurajima incident.

"Shimotsuki Village is isolated from the world. Apart from me who subscribes to the newspaper every day, not many people know about your deeds."

Koshiro smiled and said, "But it's different on other islands. In many places in the nearby waters, you've been the focus of attention these days. It's no exaggeration to say that you're the brightest rising star in the East China Sea right now."

He didn't mean to exaggerate at all.

From Shanuo's overwhelming victory in the finals to the series of unexpected events that happened in the competition gym;

Then there's the bizarre horror of the Seven Avenue Gym Leaders being completely turned into puppets, and the fact that the mastermind behind this is the long-dead president, Sakuraba Itsuki...

This bizarre story is eye-catching enough, and in this desperate situation, a young swordsman suddenly stood up and completely shattered the conspiracy with his own strength.

After finding the treasure room of the mastermind, he did not take a penny and instead distributed the huge treasure inside to all the victims.

In the end, before dawn, the young swordsman quietly left, hiding his achievements and fame.

——This is simply the standard template of a young hero found only in traditional folk tales. It would be strange if it didn’t become an explosive hit.

Several local newspapers in Donghai spared no effort in reporting on the incident for several consecutive days, and their sales continued to rise.

Even the World Economic News was alarmed and hurriedly followed up. Although it was not the headline, it occupied a considerable space on the second page.

After a period of fermentation.

The title of "The Strongest Swordsman of the Young Generation in the East China Sea" has quietly spread throughout most of the East China Sea.

"This, this is too much praise..." Xia Nuo held the newspaper and his old face turned red.

Most of the time, reporters were not present at the scene, and much of the reporting was based on subsequent testimonies, resulting in many details being inconsistent.

For example, he kept the 200 million Baileys in the secret room, but he had the 400 million Baileys in the Rogue Town treasury in his hands. How could he be so noble as to not take a penny?

Junyi's participation was also completely ignored, but this was also a disguised form of protection, which could barely be considered a good thing.

After all, as the son of the mastermind behind the incident, Sakuraba Itsuki, his identity is very sensitive.

His fame has been hyped up, and if things go wrong, many of the victims' families might not be able to tell the good from the bad and come seeking revenge.

But then again.

The most wrong thing is indeed——

"I was actually praised as the strongest swordsman?!!"

Swordsman?

Did you make a mistake!
How could his mediocre swordsmanship be of any use in a big battle? The final victory was clearly achieved by using this strong body and punching one after another!
"hiss……"

Xia Nuo scratched his hair and felt a slight headache.

I won't run into a swordsman in the future, but someone will ask for a sparring challenge or guidance, right?

But this result is not surprising.

After all, when the real battle began, everyone who could run away from the gym ran away, but his previous journey to the finals in the kendo tournament was recorded in its entirety.

A genius swordsman who entered the finals with a perfect record, and finally defeated the terrifying Devil Fruit user...

If not swordsmanship, what else can I rely on?
Very reasonable.

Even the front-page photos of these newspapers were photos taken by reporters during his auditions.

—The black-haired young man, holding a bamboo sword, stood proudly on a wooden platform, looking invincible, with a large number of amazed spectators gathered below.

At a glance.

He really has some of the aura of a young swordsman who is invincible right out of the mountains.

"Hey."

Shanuo sighed deeply again.

Koshiro misunderstood his meaning and said with a smile:

"After becoming famous, he looks so sad. It seems that Lord Xia Nuo likes to keep a low profile. That's right, otherwise why would he leave quietly after the incident?"

He made no secret of his admiration, which made Shanuo even more uneasy.

I was afraid that the next sentence the other party would say would be "I would like to see your swordsmanship", "Dinner is still being prepared", "How about we have a sparring match", etc.

Fortunately, the figure who pushed the door open saved him from embarrassment.

"Father."

The girl with short black hair and a cold expression stood at the door and said calmly, "Grandma said the food is ready and asked me to call you. Go over now... Eeyeeeeeeeeee!!!"

She suddenly screamed and turned her gaze to Xia Nuo, her face full of surprise, "Xia... Mr. Xia Nuo! Why are you here!"

Boom boom boom! Before Xia Nuo could react, she rushed over and hugged his arms, feeling them left and right. "Hallucination? No! It's not an illusion! It's really me!"

Xia Nuo's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at Koshiro.

"This is my daughter Kuina. Please forgive me, she doesn't usually show such behavior."

Koshiro chuckled, "It's all because she saw you in person that she lost her composure. Speaking of which, besides practicing swordsmanship, she also enjoys reading. She often reads the newspapers I subscribe to. These past few days, she's been fascinated by your stories and has been reading them over and over again."

(End of this chapter)

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