Pirates: My Immortality Starts with Maxing Out Conqueror's Haki

Garp personally taught him.

A moment later, Xia Le had learned it. He hurled a cannonball, and it exploded above Roger.

"That young kid isn't to be underestimated either!"

Roger exclaimed.

Instantly Killing Bullet

Under Garp's tutelage, Xia Le quickly learned the technique of throwing cannonballs by hand.

Of course, the most crucial part was the unique technique for exerting force. This was Garp's signature move. Without someone to teach him, it would have been extremely difficult to discover it on his own.

The master and disciple stood at the bow, continuously throwing cannonballs forward with both hands.

Even something as simple as throwing cannonballs revealed just how monstrous Garp's strength was. He could throw one two thousand meters and still maintain that terrifying speed.

"Keep them pinned down, Bogard!"

"Xia Le, keep practicing."

Garp exhaled, produced a bag of doughnuts from his coat, and began munching on them.

Xia Le completely treated throwing cannonballs as a form of cultivation. He soon discovered that it greatly improved his wrist strength and his control over his power.

Becoming stronger after death only improved his overall physical abilities. It could not touch upon the finer details of controlling his strength. Only training could accomplish that.

Days passed one after another. The pirate ship sailed ahead while the warship followed behind. Sometimes the distance between them widened, and sometimes they rapidly closed in again.

The future Pirate King and the Hero of the Navy had begun a chase that would span an extraordinarily long period of time.

"That kid is so damn annoying!"

"He keeps throwing cannonballs at us!"

"The aura around that guy is incredibly powerful, in no way inferior to the captain's."

"He might become our greatest enemy in the future!"

On the Oro Jackson, Shanks and Buggy lay over the railing, staring furiously at the young marine behind them who kept throwing cannonballs.

The cannonballs exploded overhead one after another after being casually swatted aside by the others, yet they did not affect the ship in the slightest.

They had been dealing with this every day for some time now.

That young man seemed tireless. He threw cannonballs during the day and even kept throwing them while everyone slept at night. He had made it impossible for the entire crew to sleep properly, leaving a deep impression on the whole Roger Pirates.

"He's been throwing them for five straight days! That's insane!"

"At night, he only sleeps for two hours!"

Buggy said through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with red veins.

"How do you know?"

Shanks asked in surprise.

"I've been keeping an eye on him the whole time!"

Buggy replied.

Shanks was speechless as he looked at his friend. "You're a monster too."

The chase continued. At times, the vice-captain and others on their ship would slash backward, while at other times, Garp would throw a punch at them from an absurd distance.

But those were only occasional attacks. Only the black-haired youth's cannonballs came without end.

Even Captain Roger found himself wondering just how many cannonballs Garp's ship had prepared.

This continued for half a month.

The two sides were still locked in pursuit, leaving the people of the Roger Pirates utterly exhausted.

"Garp's that guy is simply a madman!"

Gaban gritted his teeth.

Rayleigh's eyes were also sharp, while the other crew members no longer made any effort to conceal their anger.

"Roger!"

Bullet roared.

He could no longer tolerate it. The black-haired youth's cannonball throwing in particular had driven his fury to the extreme, because he was the one intercepting the cannonballs most of the time.

Roger turned and looked at his crew, then suddenly smiled. "I understand what you mean."

"There's a deserted island ahead."

"Take the ship over!"

"We'll have a proper battle with Garp there!"

His words completely ignited the fire in everyone's eyes, and a unified roar answered him.

At the same time, aboard the Dog-Head Warship.

"Come back already, Garp!"

"We have a mountain of work to do! Pirates are causing trouble everywhere, so stop fixating on Roger!"

"Do you know how many important military operations you've delayed?"

Sengoku's furious roar came from the Den Den Mushi.

Garp dug out his earwax and casually blew it away. "I know, I know. I'll come back once I catch Roger."

"You bastard!"

Sengoku cursed angrily.

Suddenly, the casual look vanished from Garp's face, replaced by excitement.

"They've come ashore!"

"Looks like they're planning to have a full-scale battle with us!"

"I'm hanging up, Sengoku!"

Then he tossed the Den Den Mushi to Xia Le beside him.

"Hey!"

Sengoku's furious shout came through.

"Vice Admiral Garp is busy. He'll get back to you later."

Xia Le replied flatly, then skillfully hung up the Den Den Mushi.

This exchange had happened many times recently. He was already accustomed to it and handled it with ease.

He slowly raised his head and looked toward the deserted island ahead.

Half a month had passed. His initial nervousness and anticipation toward the battle between the two sides had gradually turned into familiarity with the chase. At last, the battle had arrived.

What would the result be?

For everyone, it no longer mattered.

Xia Le turned his head and saw Kuzan fully armed, Sakazuki standing ready for battle, and the other officers.

"Whew!"

He took a deep breath, and his eyes sharpened.

"It's time!"

"The moment to measure the gap between myself and the world's strongest fighters!"

The warship approached the shore of the deserted island at top speed.

"Do not cower! Do not panic!"

"Pride is the greatest obstacle to survival, but fear is the shortest path to death!"

"Even when facing the World's Strongest, you must hold your chests high, raise the weapons in your hands, and fight them head-on!"

It was hard to imagine that Garp could actually deliver such an inspiring speech.

Xia Le turned his head. Seeing the officers' gleaming eyes and excited expressions, he knew that the speech had worked. Their morale was soaring.

"Charge!"

Garp shouted.

The next second, the marines leaped from the bow like dumplings dropping into a pot, roaring as they charged onto the island.

Xia Le charged at the very front, his eyes shining.

"Pirate King Roger!"

"Dark King Rayleigh!"

"Let me see what you're capable of!"

He roared inwardly, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

"This guy!"

Sakazuki gritted his teeth. Even though he was running at full speed, he still could not catch up to Xia Le.

Kuzan laughed loudly.

"The marines' morale is high!"

"Ours isn't bad either!"

Under a coconut tree, Roger slowly rose from a rock, drew the long blade from his waist, and spoke with a hearty laugh.

"Roar!"

The other crew members roared in response.

"That kid is ours!"

Shanks and Buggy shouted, their eyes locked firmly on Xia Le.

The next moment, they ran forward.

Behind them was Douglas Bullet, silent and cold-eyed.

The two groups rapidly closed the distance on the beach, their auras shaking the heavens.

In a flash, the two sides were face-to-face.

The first things Xia Le saw were two tiny kids of eleven or twelve, one with a red nose and the other with red hair.

"Die, marine!"

Buggy roared.

"Get lost!"

"You two brats aren't my opponents!"

Xia Le roared back.

In an instant, the three collided.

Xia Le threw a punch and kicked.

"Bang!"

The two brats, who only reached slightly above his waist, abruptly fell silent before shooting away like cannonballs.

Then Xia Le saw Douglas Bullet's cold face.

Bullet's legs suddenly bent, and he sprang high into the air. Black-red lightning coiled around his fist.

"State your name, marine boy!"

Bullet shouted angrily, clenching his fist as an invisible aura of majesty burst from his body.

"Xia Le!"