"Spouting your lies to mislead people again!"
"If what you say is true, wouldn't everyone be able to awaken Conqueror's Haki?"
"Hahahahaha! You idiot!"
The Wang Zhis laughed in unison.
They mocked Shane, and they mocked their own once-desperate selves.
For a powerful fighter.
When he neared the summit, he suddenly discovered that he lacked a King's Aptitude, that he could never possess the Conqueror's Haki his ancestors had never had!
He watched those overlords knock countless people unconscious with a single glance.
He had also seen Whitebeard and the others master an awakening technique forever beyond his reach.
People were always like this.
Just like Chinjao, who clearly possessed Conqueror's Haki, yet complained that too many people in this world had a King's Aptitude.
Why didn't he brave life and death to awaken Conqueror's Coating!
Because only a tiny few ever reached the finish line and the summit.
Everyone who stopped along the way had once surpassed the weaklings behind them!
"By your reasoning, every kingdom's king is born with royal blood. Then when dynasties change and a new king ascends the Throne, where does his bloodline come from?"
"This so-called King's Aptitude, this inheritance by blood, is nothing but the Celestial Dragons, those self-proclaimed gods, deceiving the world."
"Because they know that gods come from kings, and kings come from commoners!"
"You coward! They have it in their blood, and you don't? Then seize their flesh and blood and see whether it's there!"
Shane's presence kept rising.
His words left Wang Zhi's heart pounding and his face burning.
No!
He refused to believe such a possibility!
If it really was true, then what had the past few decades amounted to?
"You simply never truly had the heart to become a king. Once you readily believe what those useless