In One Piece: I Can Copy Any Talent

Name: Zoro

World's Number One Spirit: Gold quality. With the goal of becoming the World's Greatest Swordsman, his fighting spirit and willpower rival any swordsman's. His aptitude for Swordsmanship stands at the pinnacle of the world, his ability to develop and grasp sword techniques is astonishing, and he has an extra edge against all swordsmen.

Directionally Challenged: Purple quality. Exceptionally prone to getting lost. Once he starts walking, there's a very high chance he'll lose his way, regardless of his speed, the distance, or whether someone is guiding him.

Three-Sword Style Master: Purple quality. His original Three-Sword Style Swordsmanship increases his destructive power and attack range. Against multiple enemies, its offensive and defensive power rises.

Sleep Recovery: Blue quality. He becomes prone to sleepiness, but recovers from injuries and fatigue faster while asleep, and enjoys excellent sleep quality.

Good grief. Four talents, and getting lost had claimed a slot among them. A brilliant Purple Talent, no less.

It was the same quality as Zoro's signature Three-Sword Style.

Noil eyed the gold talent in Zoro's list with envy, but he'd run out of gold Copy Cards long ago.

As for the rest, only Three-Sword Style Master interested him in the slightest.

One would turn him into someone who got lost everywhere; another would make him sleepy all the time. Recovering his strength faster sounded nice, but...

When he remembered how Zoro spent all his time aboard the Straw Hat crew's ship either training or sleeping, Noil lost his nerve.

Seeing Noil's expression shift from one shade to another, Zoro asked, "What's wrong?"

Noil composed himself. "Nothing. I'll drop you off at the next town."

Zoro nodded. His gaze swept over Noil, and when he spotted the sword at his waist, he asked in surprise, "You're a swordsman?"

Noil smiled and nodded. "Of course."

"Oh, now that's interesting." A fire seemed to ignite in Zoro's eyes. He grinned. "Are you strong?"

Noil quickly guessed what he wanted. "At least in the East Blue, I've never lost."

"Is that so?" Zoro stood and drew the white sword at his waist. "Then how about a match?"

Noil looked up with interest and slowly drew Qingxing with his right hand. "You think you can beat me?"

Zoro clenched Wado Ichimonji between his teeth and drew the two plain swords at his sides. Brimming with fighting spirit, he declared:

"I made a promise. I'm going to become the World's Greatest Swordsman, and I'll defeat everyone I have to!"

Three-Sword Style right from the start. Zoro was taking this seriously.

Noil raised Qingxing before his chest. Zoro took his stance with all three swords, and the two were ready to fight without another word.

Zoro lowered his head around the sword in his mouth and thrust his other two blades outward. Then he dropped his hips and charged, his three swords driving forward like the horns of a raging bull!

The sequence was so fast that an ordinary person would have struggled to react. But Noil kept his Observation Haki active at all times. That speed was nowhere near enough.

"**Bull Needle!**"

Zoro's low roar rang out. Noil brought Qingxing upright and swiftly caught the two blades stabbing toward his chest. With a sharp jolt of his sword, he easily forced Zoro back.

Zoro stumbled back several steps and stared at Noil in disbelief. This man had broken his technique with one hand?

But he didn't lose focus. He carried his retreat into another attack, drawing both swords behind him before pouncing like a tiger. "**Tiger Hunt!**"

The three swords came at him again with suffocating force. This time, Noil frowned and caught the pivot of the Three-Sword Style with a single stroke.

He flicked his blade upward. Zoro hurriedly pulled back, and the cold edge swept past his throat and chin into the air.

"Damn it!" Zoro snapped.

He'd attacked again and again without touching so much as Noil's clothes, yet one casual counterattack had left him scrambling!

"Good names. The moves are too flashy, though." Noil lightly waved Qingxing as he delivered his verdict.

When swordsmen of equal skill fought, a variety of techniques could greatly improve their chances of winning.

But Noil's swordsmanship was firmly above Zoro's. Those impressive-sounding moves of his had no effect at all.

Noil wanted to name his own sword techniques too, but he was hopeless at it. He really did envy the kid.

As if held up by sheer refusal to lose, Zoro clenched Wado Ichimonji tighter and slashed with his crossed blades once more. "**Oni Giri!**"

A glint flashed through Noil's eyes. For the first time, he stepped forward to meet the attack. "Then I'll show you the gap between us."

Qingxing rose with the force of thunder. It was still an ordinary upward slash, but it carried the power to cut through steel.

The violent clash of blades rang across the sky. Zoro still held his two swords aloft, but their blades had shattered, scattering fragments across the deck.

Noil sheathed the unscathed Qingxing. "You're not the only one aiming to be number one in the world."

Flying Heaven Imperial Sword Style

Zoro stared blankly at his shattered swords, bitterness welling up in his chest.

He'd lost?

He'd barely left his school, and already he'd tasted defeat.

Zoro quietly put away Wado Ichimonji and muttered, "There really are a lot of people stronger than me."

Noil smiled. It was good for Zoro to recognize where his strength fell short.

In the Original Story, he'd faced hardly any pressure in his battles before meeting Hawk-Eyes. He'd had no room to grow.

Noil leaned down and patted his shoulder. "If you want to become the World's Greatest Swordsman, you can't let one defeat break you."

The light immediately returned to Zoro's eyes. "Of course not."

After sheathing Wado Ichimonji, Zoro looked at Noil. "What's your name?"

"Kielros D. Noir," Noil replied confidently. "And I'm not stopping at being a great swordsman. I'm going to be number one in the world!"

"The World's Strongest?" Far from crushing Zoro, defeat only fed the fire of his ambition. He answered with equal confidence, "I'm Roronoa Zoro. I'll beat you one day and become the greatest swordsman!"

Noil burst out laughing. "I hope you do."

Noil had no doubt about Zoro's talent for swordsmanship. But beating someone with a system on his side, someone who was practically cheating?

That would be harder than climbing to the heavens!

The system's cold announcement sounded in Noil's head, and he was instantly overjoyed.

Another Red Talent Copy Card, plus ten points of Swordsmanship! His Swordsmanship stat had now officially passed 500. Even in the New World, he could hold his own against the strong!

Then there was the Flying Heaven Imperial Sword Style. Puzzled, Noil asked, "System, is this the Flying Heaven Imperial Sword Style I'm thinking of? From Rurouni Kenshin?"

Could the system give him powers from other anime as rewards?