Boudica's About to Get Beaten Silly by Her Master! / You've Graduated!

After Drake's barrage of artillery fire, a vacuum zone appeared in the square of Marineford.

But in reality, the actual combat strength was not affected much; instead, it made the battle between the Navy and the pirates less intense.

The intense battle cooled down slightly.

Everyone was wary of such widespread attacks and dared not engage in large-scale close combat again.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Drake burst into laughter, as if he was experiencing great pleasure.

I'll be your opponent!

Seeing this, Marine Admiral Aokiji broke away from his original opponent and headed towards Drake.

He immediately fired several ice spears at Drake, diverting her attention to himself.

Aokiji, adhering to his leisurely sense of justice, disapproved of Drake's indiscriminate killing and took the initiative to seek Drake out.

Clang! Clang!

Drake stood motionless at the bow of the ship. A tall figure appeared behind her and rushed forward, smashing Aokiji's ice spear with an axe.

He was muscular and strong, with two long, pointed horns on his head and two long-handled battle axes in his hands. When he jumped off the ship and landed on the ground, the ground even trembled.

"Asterius, watch out!"

Medea said with concern, "Don't get hurt all over your body, be careful!"

"Um... it's okay..."

Asterius nodded blankly. He was not good at expressing himself, but he would remember those he cared about.

"Little Maverick! Charge! Charge! Smash him!"

Circe shouted encouragement to Asterius to stir up trouble.

Medea angrily said to Circe, "Can't you use a different form of address!"

"Why change it?" Circe didn't care; she could call her whatever she wanted and didn't care about other people's feelings.

It was no secret that Asterius hated being called the Minotaur; everyone knew it. On the ship, only Circe dared to call him "Little Bull," a nickname no one else would dare to use.

"It doesn't matter..."

Asterius shook his head; he didn't care about Circe's name, because he knew Circe meant him no harm.

Circe was the sister of Asterius's mother, and Medea was the daughter of his mother's brother. Both of them cared about him, Asterius knew this.

However Circe and Medea had different personalities, so their behavior naturally differed.

"It's 'Lightning'!" Yuxian spotted Asterius at a glance; his size made him hard to miss.

"So he was here too."

Lightning is the name of Asterius, and he was given this name, yet almost no one calls him that.

Minotaur is his most widely known name.

But in Chaldea, no one would call him Minotaur; even children would usually just call him Bull.

Asterius's demands were low; he was willing to befriend and fight for anyone who viewed him as human rather than a monster.

From the moment he was born, he was thrown into a dark and sunless labyrinth, called a monster, and regarded as a demon.

He never saw a real blue sky or sun until the moment he was killed by Theseus.

He was a born monster, but not an born evil.

In his final moments, Theseus, who killed him, thought not of the gods, nor of his wife and children, but of the monster—not a monster—that he had defeated in his youth.

"Roar!!!"

Asterius roared, wielding his two axes, and charged headfirst at the Aokiji, his arrogance and recklessness utterly overwhelming.

Aokiji repeatedly used ice walls to block the two, but Asterius charged straight ahead without stopping, cleaving through any obstacles with his great axe and smashing aside anything small with his body.

The power of freezing permeated Asterius's body, covering him with a layer of icy cold.

However, these minor frostbite injuries did not bother him in the slightest. His eyes were only on Aokiji, and he continued to charge towards Aokiji.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

He swung his double axes back and forth, constantly forcing Aokiji to move and dodge.

Aokiji dodged and counterattacked, looking very disheveled, but in reality he was unharmed, while Asterius was in a much worse situation.

The continuous freezing damage accumulated on Asterius, who roared and shattered the ice on his body, continuing his attack on Aokiji.

Reckless, barbaric, and reckless—this cannot be called a battle at all.

"Enough!"

Yuxian let out a cold, angry shout.

Mash immediately swung her shield, flying far away between Aokiji and Asterius, separating them.

"Is this how you take care of him?"

Yuxian glanced at the people on the Golden Deer, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction; at this moment, he was truly angry.

Medea lowered her head in shame and quickly stepped forward to treat Asterius's injuries, murmuring softly, "I'm sorry..."

"It doesn't matter..."

Asterius smiled foolishly, not feeling anything was wrong. He didn't care about his injuries at all; as long as he could help everyone, he wouldn't feel the pain.

Yuxian is not a good person. He doesn't really care how many pirates or marines die.

His suggestion to Sengoku was simply because he felt that fewer deaths were ultimately a good thing, but that didn't mean he couldn't accept killing and death.

Yuxian truly cares only about the people around him.

Watching Asterius Aokiji, Yuxian couldn't stand idly by and watch.

He Anna on the chains binding him, signaling for Anna to untie them.

Anna obediently put the chains away; she knew this wasn't the time to throw a tantrum.

Freed from the chains, Yuxian immediately ran over and came to Asterius's side.

Before Asterius could even call out to him, Yuxian jumped up and slapped Asterius on the head.

"Are you stupid? Don't you know how to get out of the way?"

Asterius scratched his head, chuckled sheepishly, and said, "It's alright..."

Yuxian and jumped up to slap him again, "If you're so thick-skinned, why don't you go bang your head against a wall and play!"

Upon landing, Yuxian stumbled and nearly fell because the ice on the ground was very slippery.

Asterius squatted down looking aggrieved, stretched his head in front of Yuxian, and gestured for Yuxian to hit him if he wanted, without having to jump up so laboriously.

Yuxian was so angry he laughed. He raised his hand and stopped in mid-air, as if he was about to strike again.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him! Master is going to beat Niu Niu silly!"

The children immediately gathered around and pulled Yuxian away. They liked this big guy who was willing to play with them and didn't want Yuxian to scold him too much.

Chapter 9, Section 428: You've graduated!

Yuxian's intervention interrupted the battle between Aokiji and Asterius. With an opponent who had lost his will to fight, Aokiji would no longer make a move against him.

Yuxian led Asterius away from the center of the battlefield.

Their existence is somewhat unusual; neither pirates nor the navy seem to intend to attack them.

Yuxian led a group of children through the chaotic battlefield with surprising ease.

On another battlefield, the battle between Kuina and Hawkeye was gradually coming to an end.

Kuina is quite proud of herself for being able to hold out against Hawkeye for so long.

She gripped the Wado Ichimonji in her hand, panting heavily, her face covered in sweat and covered in bruises.

She was in a sorry state, but no one underestimated her.

The Seven Warlords of the Sea, who had initially been watching the show with amusement, had long since abandoned their dismissive gazes and were now looking at the still remarkably naive girl with a serious and solemn expression.

Put yourself in their shoes, what are they still doing at this age?

Kuina, however, is already able to fight against true powerhouses and is challenging for the title of the world's greatest swordsman.

Despite her failure, no one thought she would stop there. Five years later, ten years later, how much would she have grown?

Generous and magnanimous people have begun to look forward to her growth, while cautious and prudent people have begun to list her as a potential competitor.

You are very good!

Hawkeye looked at Kuina with an approving gaze. "I'll wait for you to come and challenge me again. Let's end it here this time!"

He raised the Black Blade Night in his hand, his aura concentrated, using such a full-force strike to show his respect for Kuina.

"No! I must win! I promised my master I would win!"

Kuina's eyes were resolute; she refused to admit defeat and was unwilling to disappoint her master.

In her most desperate moment, even her own father had given up on her, believing that it was impossible for a girl to reach the pinnacle of kendo.

It was her master, Miyamoto Musashi, who stepped forward, acknowledged her talent, and taught her swordsmanship.

This time, it was Miyamoto Musashi who gave her the confidence to challenge for the world's number one spot.

Kuina didn't want to disappoint her master.

She's going to win!

The naked eye, the Mind's Eye, and the Heavenly Eye.

She had already used all of these things that Miyamoto Musashi had given her in previous battles.

It's no use. These things are far from enough to defeat the man in front of me.

No space?

No, she hasn't reached the state of emptiness that her master spoke of.

What is emptiness? She couldn't comprehend that state.

Then let me do it my way!

At this moment, Kuina finally abandoned what she had always relied on; she no longer adhered to the swordsmanship taught by Miyamoto Musashi.

Her momentum was high, but it slowly dissipated.

His previous demeanor of defying Hawkeye vanished abruptly.

At this moment, Kuina seemed so ordinary, just like a girl next door.

If it weren't for the fact that she was holding a long sword at that moment, no one would think she was a swordsman.

"Oh?"

Those watching the battle grew serious; everyone knew that Kuina was different because of this unusual scene.

The more ordinary something is, the more dangerous it often is.

At this moment, Kuina finally forged her own path, her own way of the sword.

Musashi was not far away, had been watching Kuina's movements. She smiled slightly.

Nodding with a sense of satisfaction, "Kuina, you've finally grown up!"

"From now on, you can rightfully pursue your dream. The door to becoming the world's greatest Great Swordsman has been opened by your own hands."

"All you have to do is rush in, plant your sword on that throne, and declare to the world that you are number one in the world!"

Hawkeye swung his black blade down, and the world's greatest swordsman's full-force attack was like an aurora, instantly approaching Kuina's body.