First Entry into Skypiea

"Set sail, Robin, grab the ropes!"

"Thirty Fleur!"

The Holy Sword was thrust into the sky by the ocean current and the upward air current. Lu Zhuo, Nami, and Robin had prepared in advance and quickly steadied themselves.

Nami and Robin were busy dealing with various issues, while Lu Zhuo, the great captain, sat quietly at the bow as if none of it concerned him.

"God Enel, huh? An interesting guy. His strength is formidable, but it's a pity he got beaten down by the protagonist's plot armor."

Caressing the Kitetsu in his hand, Lu Zhuo smiled, as if speaking to the blade itself.

"Can you handle lightning?"

He gently drew the Kitetsu, gave it a slight flourish, and sliced through a stream of water falling from the air, Lu Zhuo said with a smile.

As if sensing its master's intent, the Kitetsu trembled on its own, emitting a clear, ringing chime!

"Very good!"

Lu Zhuo laughed heartily. After sheathing the sword, his expression slowly turned solemn as he stared at the clouds drawing closer above.

"Lu Zhuo, we're going up!"

Nami and Robin were ready, but seeing Lu Zhuo's indifferent demeanor, they hurriedly called out to him.

Lu Zhuo smiled, then his expression tightened, and the sword in his hand suddenly left its scabbard.

"Meteor, Thrust!"

A massive, cone-shaped sword aura shot upward from below, plunging deep into the White Sea above!

Because the White Sea was made of clouds and lacked significant density, Lu Zhuo's strike had actually punched a massive hole straight through it!

"So... so amazing!"

Nami and Robin watched this scene in shock. Lu Zhuo leaped lightly to their side, though cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he gave a wry smile.

"It's only because the White Sea is unique; it's not that exaggerated. Still, this altitude of seven thousand meters is truly hard to endure!"

As he spoke, Lu Zhuo slowly sat to one side, his body feeling limp. He watched as the Holy Sword surged upward through the hole he had punched, until a glimmer of light appeared and the entire ship arrived above the clouds!

"Is this the White Sea at seven thousand meters? What an incredible place." Robin marveled at the surrounding scenery. Although Lu Zhuo had roughly described the appearance of the White Sea, experiencing it firsthand was still breathtaking.

Nami looked at the scenery around her, equally enchanted. However, her gaze soon shifted to Lu Zhuo. Seeing him still panting, she couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

"Lu Zhuo, are you okay?" Nami hurried forward to help him up.

Lu Zhuo looked at Nami, whose little face was filled with concern, and chuckled breathlessly: "I'm fine. That last strike used almost all my strength, so... huff... I just need to adapt."

"You two had better not move around immediately either; get used to the environment here first."

After looking at Nami and Robin, Lu Zhuo took a few gasping breaths and said.

"Mm."

Nami gently wiped the sweat from Lu Zhuo's forehead and sat quietly by his side. Seeing this, Lu Zhuo reached out an arm and gently held Nami, the two of them admiring the scenery together.

However, the next moment, the White Sea below surged violently. A flat-shaped sea monster, twice the size of the Holy Sword, suddenly poked its head out, its vicious eyes fixed intently on the ship.

"Not good!"

Lu Zhuo was slightly startled. His body hadn't recovered yet—this was bad!

"Ah!" Nami was even more terrified, covering her small mouth as she collapsed into Lu Zhuo's arms. Lu Zhuo's large hand couldn't help but squeeze her bottom a few times—round, firm, soft, and elastic...

"Robin, I'm counting on you!" Looking at the charging sea monster with some exhaustion, Lu Zhuo waved his hand toward Robin.

Robin looked at him teasingly and chuckled, "So the great captain has times when he's this pathetic, too."

"Hey." Lu Zhuo panted, glaring at Robin. He felt this woman wasn't nearly as obedient as Nami; the moment she caught him in a vulnerable state, she mocked him endlessly.

Watching the sea monster leap high and snap its jaws, Robin turned her head and arched an eyebrow.

"Thirty Fleur, Gigantesco Mano!"

Countless arms surged out, coalescing in the air into a massive arm, which sent the sea monster flying with a single light punch.

In the original story, Robin wouldn't have learned this move for another five years, but since she was following a cheater like Lu Zhuo, things were naturally different. Under Lu Zhuo's guidance, she had learned this technique quite quickly.

After a long while, feeling much better, Lu Zhuo hugged Nami and slowly stood up. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally calmed down.

If he were still the shut-in he had been on Earth, suddenly arriving at an altitude of seven thousand meters would have certainly caused breathing difficulties, and he might have even died on the spot.

However, in the world of One Piece, although he was a swordsman, his physical strength increased alongside his swordsmanship, even if it wasn't as obvious.

Still, adapting to the high-altitude environment of seven thousand meters was something he could manage quickly.

Just then, Lu Zhuo looked ahead and frowned slightly.

Directly in front of the Holy Sword, three masked men were gliding across the White Sea, charging toward the ship.

"These guys, how did they find us the moment we came up?" Lu Zhuo felt a bit puzzled.

He naturally knew these people were the so-called Guerrilla Force, who specifically targeted people from the Blue Sea arriving at Skypiea, attacking those who had just landed and were struggling to adapt to the environment.

In the original story, Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji were defeated in an instant simply because they were unaccustomed to the high-altitude environment.

Gazing up at the sky above, Lu Zhuo guessed that the former god, the Sky Knight Gan Fall, should also be somewhere in the clouds up there.

Nami snuggled into Lu Zhuo's embrace, feeling no worry; her cheeks were flushed slightly because Lu Zhuo's hand was caressing her.

"Lu Zhuo... who are those people?"

"Who knows?" Lu Zhuo smiled faintly, then his expression turned cold. He held Nami with his left arm and drew his sword with a fierce tug of his right hand!

The next moment, a massive sword gleam swept across, carving a trench over a hundred meters long in front of the three individuals!

The faces beneath the three masks wore grim expressions, and just as they were about to charge forward, they were startled by that flash of sword light.

"How is this possible...!?"

"This... is this a human? This is the power of a god!"

The three members of the Guerrilla Force watched this scene, looking in horror at the man standing at the bow of the Holy Sword, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

High above them, an old man with a white beard rode an incredibly ugly Pegasus, his small eyes widened to their limit.

"What a powerful person. To think there is such a powerhouse among the people of the Blue Sea! I had originally intended to save them and earn a little extra, but..."

Lu Zhuo looked at those people, then glanced toward the sky intentionally or otherwise, causing the Sky Knight Gan Fall's heart to tremble slightly.

"Do not provoke me."

After coldly spitting out those four words, Lu Zhuo sheathed his sword. Sensing that Lu Zhuo's body felt a bit unsteady, Nami understood and hugged him back, and the two walked down from the bow.

The Guerrilla Force members exchanged glances and silently retreated.

They had no desire to be sliced in two by this powerful swordsman! Just looking at the trench beneath their feet that had yet to fully recover made them tremble with fear.

High above, Gan Fall, riding his Pegasus, sighed and said, "I wonder if the arrival of such a powerful person in Skypiea will be a blessing or a curse. Sigh, never mind, I shall leave everything to that fellow Enel..."

After muttering to himself, he also rode his Pegasus and quickly departed from the area.