Enel Backs Down · The Idea for Three-Sword Style

Grand Line - Nameless Island

The vast sky was cloudless, and the sea and sky blended into one.

The Warships lay quietly anchored on the shore of this Nameless Island, the waves lazily lapping against the Reef, seemingly waiting for the end of some "educational lesson".

This isolated island was a temporary "teaching location" that Roy casually chose when he Teleportation back to the Warship from the Sky Island.

In the center of the island, a huge crater, tens of meters in diameter and more than ten meters deep, stands prominently, as if it were formed by a meteorite impact.

At the bottom of the pit, Enel lay sprawled on the scorched earth, his limbs outstretched, his face bruised and swollen, his Blond Hair sticking up in disarray, his cloak now just tattered rags hanging from his shoulders, resembling a charred bronze statue in the ruins.

His golden eyes were now empty and lifeless, filled with a sense of existential doubt.

He murmured, "I actually lost so easily..."

His voice was low, hoarse, and trembling.

Just a few days ago, he ruled the Sky Island with the aura of a "god," and even the air was not allowed to disobey the thunder.

Now, however, he lies on the ground like a defeated dog, contemplating the meaning of life.

It all started with a "rehabilitation battle".

In the past few days, his injuries have almost fully recovered. Although he no longer spouts arrogant words like "God is invincible" under Roy's "human manners education therapy," his eyes still carry disdain and defiance!

He always believed that if it weren't for Ace and Luffy fighting two against one, and his own underestimation of their strength, those Blue Sea People would have been electrocuted to ashes long ago.

Roy saw through his "remaining confidence," so he found a deserted island and said, "If you shout 'God' again, I'll break your teeth."

The battle broke out without warning and ended just as quickly.

The moment Enel broke free of his Seastone chains, lightning instantly enveloped his body as he roared, "You ants of the Blue Sea! I'll show you what a true god is...!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Roy gently raised his hand and tapped his fingertip lightly. "Don't move."

Space instantly folded and collapsed like a mirror, freezing Enel's Lightning Transformation body in mid-air, his movements infinitely reset to their original positions!

--This move uses powerful Teleportation ability to continuously Teleportation the enemy and the surrounding space back to their original positions, causing them to be unable to move. It is ineffective against powerful Haki users, but Enel is clearly not an example of this at present.

He tried to break free, but was horrified to find that he couldn't move at all!

"Wh... what?!"

Roy strode over, smiling politely, "What did I just say? It seems our 'manners education' isn't quite up to par."

The next second, the air exploded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Enel didn't even see Roy's movements clearly; he only felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a storm of attacks slamming into his face, chest, and abdomen!

For five consecutive minutes, a devastating barrage of heavy punches, elbow strikes, knee strikes, sweeping kicks, and shoulder strikes rained down, each strike precise, angled at the most difficult angles, and delivered with force perfectly hitting the line between "not dead, not crippled, but in excruciating pain"!

"Uh... ah... eh... oh--!"

Enel couldn't even utter a complete scream. He tumbled and bounced in the air like a human sandbag before being punched into the ground. He lay flat on his back at the bottom of the pit, completely incapacitated.

Roy flicked his hand and said calmly, "Now, have you learned to speak like a human being?"

Around the pit, Ace, Luffy, Zoro, Kuina, and Law sat in a circle, leisurely drinking coconut juice and watching the "live broadcast."

"Brother Roy, you're amazing!" Luffy exclaimed, his eyes wide as he munched on half a roasted chicken leg, his gaze sparkling with admiration.

Ace's lips twitched slightly. "This isn't just strong, it's a completely different species."

Zoro crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and murmured, "One day, I will challenge him!"

Kuina turned to look at him, chuckled, and said, "You'd better be able to withstand one of his punches first."

Luo adjusted his hat brim and asked calmly, "Roy... are you really going to leave him here like this? Aren't you afraid he'll run away?"

Roy, walking slowly towards them, didn't even turn his head, his tone languid. "You're asking if he dares to run?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Enel in the pit shuddered violently, as if a cold wind had swept down his spine.

Because his "Mantra" has clearly told him.

If you dare to move, even just twitch a toe, you'll be Teleportation back in the next second and get another upgraded beating.

So he shut up, lay quietly, looked up at the sky, and pondered the logic that constitutes faith.

Birds flew overhead, and the sunlight was gentle and bright, as if offering this defeated "god" a final psychological comfort.

--Thunder God has officially stepped down; humanity's education in manners will never be absent.

The setting sun, like blood, cast its light upon the island's remaining rocks and deep pits.

A breeze, carrying a hint of sea salt, gently swept by.

After a long while, Enel staggered out of the deep pit, his head bowed, his expression complex, his steps unsteady, and finally he slowly walked up to Roy.

After a long silence, he spoke with difficulty, his voice low and hoarse like a broken gong. "What... exactly do you want from me?"

Roy glanced at him, a kind smile that seemed to belong to both an elder and a teacher, "It's simple. From today onwards, you are no longer a 'god,' but a 'human.'"

"Either you obediently come with us and accept the Navy's 're-education'."

"Or..."

He slowly raised his fist, cracking his knuckles, and said leisurely, "I can continue to help you solidify your 'human cognition'."

Cold sweat trickled down Enel's forehead, his jaw clenched for a few seconds, and finally he whispered, "I... I'll go with you."

"Very good," Roy nodded in satisfaction, "At least you're starting to look human."

As the sun sets, the Warship slowly sails away from the isolated island.

Enel, wearing specially made Seastone Handcuffs, was locked in a heavy cell inside the ship and was even "thoughtfully" provided with a special textbook titled "Moral Cultivation and Cognitive Reshaping".

Luffy lay on the ship's railing, the wind ruffling his black hair, gazing at the horizon dyed red by the setting sun, and shouted, "Roy, where are we going next?"

Roy stretched on the recliner. "Hmm, let's head back to Marine Headquarters first."

On the deck, a gentle night breeze blew, and the stars gradually brightened.

Ace was munching on an apple while holding a bottle of Sky Island drink, Luffy was burping by the ship's side, and Kuina and Zoro were sitting side by side gazing at the starry sky.

"Your recent strikes are more consistent than before," Kuina said suddenly, looking at the twin swords at Zoro's waist.

"Hmm." Zoro nodded, but his eyes weren't relaxed. "The more I train, the more I feel that Two-Sword Style isn't enough."

Zoro was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "In recent training, my speed and reaction time have been pushed to their limits, but I always feel that 'power' is missing something."

"What's missing is the third knife, right?" Kuina hit the nail on the head.

"Yes! I want to try creating the Three-Sword Style I've been pondering," Zoro said, his tone unusually tinged with frustration, "But I haven't found a good enough third sword yet." (In the original story, Zoro inherited Kuina's will and vowed to work hard for her Kuina as well, before beginning to train his later famous Three-Sword Style. I've changed it here to him pondering and creating the Three-Sword Style himself.)

At this moment, Roy, who was dozing off in his chair, slightly opened one eye, listened to their conversation, and a smile quietly appeared on his lips.

"As expected, Zoro with his Three-Sword Style is the coolest..."

He suddenly sat up, lazily yawned, and then said, seemingly casually, "Hmm, what a nice knife... I seem to remember a good knife somewhere."

Zoro's ears twitched, and he immediately sat up straight. "What a fine sword?"

"It seems to be one of the Twenty-One Great Grade Swords."

"!!" Zoro was so excited that he stood up abruptly.

Even Kuina couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Roy, are you serious?"

"Hmm." Roy just smiled. "However, if you want to take that sword, you'll have to pass Uncle Kizaru's little test first."

"Kizaru... Teacher?!"

Upon hearing this, Zoro's face turned green. "You mean that guy who could kick me off the island and then make me swim back?!"

Ace crunched twice on the fruit pit, saying, "Uncle Kizaru is too ruthless..."

Luo remained calm as always. "It's not that I can't get through it, it's just... it hurts quite a bit."

Kuina chuckled and shook her head slightly, "Are you afraid of pain, Mr. Swordsman?"

Upon hearing this, Zoro's eyes flashed like blades, and he gripped the twin swords at his waist tightly. "... Half a year."

"I'll definitely meet Kizaru- sensei within six months!"

He spoke each word clearly and forcefully, "I will make myself worthy of a true third blade!"

"Then I'll wait!"

Roy yawned, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair. "Remember what you said today."

The night was deep, and countless stars were scattered like silver sand.

Warships cut through the waves, sails fluttering, banners flying high, and the word "Justice" swaying in the night sky.

Zoro looked down at the hilt of his sword, his expression resolute.