Immense Strength and Sword Technique Training

Seeing Koshiro so serious, Kuina was stunned.

It was the first time she had ever seen her father look so grave.

Little did she know, Koshiro was currently gripped by fear—the fear of losing his only daughter.

Witnessing this scene, Dunn glanced at the Wado Ichimonji before turning to leave.

If Kuina did not die, would Zoro still request to take the Wado Ichimonji to inherit her will?

Through the perception of his Observation Haki, he could feel Zoro training frantically.

His hands were pulling two ropes, each tied to a heavy stone, while he held a strength-training dumbbell in his mouth.

"Well, not bad!"

Dunn walked into the courtyard, bent his legs slightly, and leaped onto the roof.

With Flame placed by his side, Dunn lay down, squinting at the bright, scorching sun in the sky while keeping both his Observation Haki and Armament Haki fully active.

From here on out, I need to get stronger. Koshiro shouldn't be holding anything back.

Dunn closed his eyes and thought silently to himself.

Over the next few days, Kuina seemed like a different person.

Even with Dunn around before, Kuina had always appeared burdened by heavy thoughts.

But now, her personality had actually become cheerful.

Perhaps this was more like how an eleven-year-old girl should be.

Although Zoro was puzzled by Kuina's change, he would compare himself to her on his own.

Then, a few days later, Dunn looked at Zoro, who was using the Three Sword Style and staring at him intensely.

"Did you beat Kuina?"

Dunn asked with his eyes closed.

"Kuina admitted defeat voluntarily. From now on, my target is you."

Zoro was very serious.

Dunn turned his head toward where Kuina was standing.

"Yeah, I lost!"

Kuina said with a grin.

"Seriously, you're dumping this trouble on me?"

"That has nothing to do with me!"

Kuina shook her head, then looked at Zoro.

"But my goal remains to be the world's greatest Swordsman."

After saying this, Kuina stopped talking, sat down on the spot, rested her chin in her hands, and prepared to watch the fight.

"I'm not trouble, Dunn. Accept my challenge."

Zoro widened his eyes, looking at Dunn with anticipation, waiting for him to agree.

"Fine, fine!"

Dunn sighed. Seeing Zoro about to charge over, he raised a hand to stop him.

"But you'll have to wait. I haven't started my training for today yet."

Zoro, who was about to rush forward, stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. After finally steadying himself, he looked at Dunn in confusion.

Footsteps rang out.

Koshiro, carrying a sword, walked over slowly, showing no surprise at the scene before him.

"The island isn't suitable for a fight. The boat is at the dock; there is a small island nearby where no one is around."

After saying this, Koshiro turned and walked toward the dock, and Dunn followed him directly.

Kuina stood up and followed without the slightest hesitation. Zoro looked bewildered, but his curiosity drove him to follow as well.

The small island was indeed not far; it took only half an hour by boat from Shimotsuki Village.

"Master Koshiro!"

After the boat stopped, Zoro couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked Koshiro.

"Kuina, Zoro, you two wait on the boat. Do not come near."

Koshiro turned to look at the two of them and gave his instructions.

Dunn's training from now on would be live combat, which was what he had promised Dunn earlier; from this point forward, they would engage in such sparring every day.

Dunn was also very much looking forward to this.

Glancing at Kuina and Zoro, who were waiting quietly, Dunn bent his legs slightly and leaped up with a sudden burst of force.

The immense force caused the small ship to rock violently, a testament to the power exerted when leaping off the deck just moments ago.

Zoro swallowed hard.

He suddenly wondered if challenging Dunn was just a deliberate attempt to get himself beaten up.

The small island was quite barren, with the portion exposed above the sea consisting entirely of jagged rocks; not a single blade of grass could be seen, and water stains were still visible on the stones.

After landing, Dunn looked at Koshiro, who had also leaped over and landed not far away.

"Next, you can try to learn my swordsmanship."

Koshiro looked at Dunn with a peaceful expression and spoke calmly.

"Although the swordsmanship one realizes through their own combat is the most suitable, learning from others is never a bad thing."

Dunn nodded upon hearing this, naturally not intending to refute him.

Drawing from the strengths of many schools was easy enough to understand.

"The swordsmanship I practice is inherited from my father, the ancestral swordsmanship of the Shimotsuki Family. The Shimotsuki style emphasizes the slash; when slashing, one must adjust their breathing and let out a roar to enhance the power of the strike."

Koshiro explained as he drew his weapon.

"For example, like this."

Koshiro held his sword with both hands and took a stance. In the next instant, he appeared before Dunn as if teleporting, raised his sword high, and brought it down in a heavy slash.

"Hah!"

A fierce shout accompanied the slash.

Clang!

Dunn parried with his blade and was sent flying backward by the force.

After adjusting his posture, Dunn landed, but Koshiro's body followed immediately, delivering another slash accompanied by a shout.

Watching the sword descending toward his head, a smile appeared on Dunn's face as he gripped his blade with both hands and swung upward.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, Dunn's knees bent slightly, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked.

"What immense strength!"

Koshiro used the recoil to retreat, standing firm as he exclaimed in surprise.

He had long known that Dunn's breakthrough far exceeded that of an ordinary person and that he was growing stronger at a rapid pace.

Yet now, even though he had used seventy percent of his strength, he hadn't gained any advantage. He knew he wasn't a top-tier powerhouse of the seas, but he had spent decades diligently practicing swordsmanship.

But what about the Dunn before him?

Of course, neither side was using any power other than their swordsmanship and physical strength.

"My turn!"

Dunn didn't mind Koshiro's exclamation; he exerted force through his legs, causing the ground to explode outward. Just like Koshiro moments ago, Dunn reached him in the blink of an eye.

He swung his blade horizontally with his right hand.

As the weapons collided, Dunn clearly felt the force of Koshiro's sword guiding, or rather, deflecting his own power.

Dunn smiled; the sword he had swung with full force was actually retracted, only to be swung horizontally once more.

With this strike, Koshiro was sent flying, spinning several times in the air before finally landing.

"Crude! That is merely a crude application of your own strength."

Koshiro's face darkened, feeling quite speechless.

"But it works very well."

Dunn didn't care about Koshiro's tone and replied with a smile.

"But on this sea, you will eventually encounter guys with even greater strength, such as those of the Giant Race, or the true monsters of the ocean."

Koshiro felt that Dunn relied too much on his own strength.

Could he really suppress every opponent with brute force?

"This is only the first day; I just wanted to let the master know that I'm actually quite capable."

Dunn said cheerfully.

"Are you showing me your strength?"

Koshiro was stunned, finally understanding what Dunn meant.

Dunn was telling him that he should feel free to go all out.

Since that was the case, Koshiro's gaze turned dangerous.

It seemed he had been underestimated by Dunn.