The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The expected pain did not come, and the mother and daughter opened their eyes with suspicion. The murderer who was about to commit violence against them, the hand holding the weapon had been separated from his body.

After a brief moment of shock, the pain from the broken arm made the Celestial Dragon finally realize that the old swordsman who suddenly appeared was definitely not a good person.

"When you use a weapon to kill others, you must be prepared that one day you will be killed by others. Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you bully the elderly, the weak, women and children?"

Character Notes: Yasuo

An old man holding a sword stood there quietly, his posture upright like an ancient pine tree, tough and unyielding.

His gray hair fluttered in the wind, as if the traces of time had left deep marks on him, but his eyes were still as sharp as a sword, revealing an unparalleled firmness and determination.

The old man's skin was covered with age spots, which witnessed his long life journey, but they did not weaken his strength. Instead, they were like a unique decoration, adding to his majesty and vicissitudes. His face was engraved with wrinkles of time, but each wrinkle seemed to be telling of his past battles and experiences.

The long sword seemed exceptionally light in the old man's hand, with the blade flashing with cold light, like a nimble silver snake. Although time had eroded its hilt, the blade was still extremely sharp and could be unsheathed to kill the enemy at any time. The old man gripped the hilt tightly, as if he had become one with the sword, and his finger joints turned slightly white due to the force.

There was an invisible pressure emanating from the old man, and no one dared to approach him easily for a short period of time. He was like a sharp sword that could be unsheathed at any time, emitting a deadly aura.

"No matter how strong an old man was when he was young, how much strength does he still have now?"

"What are you afraid of? We are in large numbers. Let's kill him together."

"We don't kill nameless swordsmen. Tell me your name."

Faced with the instigation of a group of Celestial Dragons, Yasuo did not intend to let them leave alive. These weaklings were not worthy of hearing his name, and "there is no cure for fools."

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the leaves behind him rustled. The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body moved slightly, as if ready to fight at any time.

In his eyes, there is no fear or hesitation, only the desire to fight and the persistence to win. Yasuo is a true swordsman who interprets the meaning of life with his sword.

“Death is always with me like the wind”

Suddenly, a strong wind swept in without warning, and the flying sand and rocks made it impossible to open your eyes.

In the strong wind, a figure flashed like a ghost. It was Yasuo. Wherever he went, strong winds followed him, as if they had merged with him. The swordsman's sword-drawing speed was as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see his movements.

A dozen or so Celestial Dragons only felt a chill coming at them, and before they could react, they were already cut by the swordsman's sword.

When the strong wind stopped, the battlefield was silent. The swordsman stood there quietly, his clothes fluttering in the wind, the sword in his hand still dripping with blood. His eyes were cold and firm. Everything was under his control.

"The road to destruction is shorter than you can imagine"

After Yasuo spoke the final verdict, the heads of more than a dozen members of the Knights of God moved at the same time.

These invaders didn't even understand what was happening before they died. They only felt a gust of wind blowing, and then nothing happened.

After their heads rolled to the ground, their bodies lost support and fell down one after another, just like they slaughtered innocent villagers. It was really the law of nature that paid off.

When the boy saw this scene, he found the Celestial Dragon who had kicked him, and in revenge he kicked the dead man’s head away and said, “I let you bully me, now stand up and kick me again if you have the guts.”

Seeing that her son was about to continue insulting the corpse, the sensible mother tried to stop him: "Come here and stop messing around. Come and kowtow to Lord Yasuo and thank him for saving my life."

This family knows the Wind Swordsman Yasuo. A few months ago, he smuggled back to Wano Country, but unfortunately encountered a storm and his ship was destroyed and drifted on the sea for a long time.

After drifting to this village, it was this family that gave the outsider food, which saved Yasuo's life and prevented the wandering swordsman from starving to death in this country.

Yasuo was already an old man, and after years of fighting, he had many hidden injuries, new and old illnesses. He fell ill in this village.

Fortunately, with the care of this family, Yasuo's body slowly recovered. Without their simple and kind hearts, the Wind Swordsman would have been left to die in the wilderness and become food for wild dogs.

Seeing that the surviving family of three were about to kowtow, Yasuo was not an orthodox samurai master after all. Asking his savior to kowtow to him was not in line with the swordsman spirit of the Wind Swordsman.

He quickly walked forward to stop the three women's actions and said, "You don't have to be so polite. This is what I should do. Without your family's kindness in giving me a meal, I, Yasuo, would not be alive today."

He helped the three survivors up and looked at the corpses scattered around. Most of them were from the villagers. If they were left to rot and stink here, they might breed a plague and kill more people.

During the conversation, both sides learned that there were no other survivors in the village. Those who hid would be easily found, and those who tried to escape would be caught up and killed. Finally, only a group of the elderly, the weak, women and children were left, and they were driven here for a unified massacre. Yasuo arrived a little late.

The little girl leaned against her mother in fear. She didn't know why the old man in front of her suddenly became so powerful and defeated so many bad guys with just a gust of wind.

The little girl thought about the prank she had done on him before, when she pulled Yasuo's Whitebeard. Would she be retaliated by the old grandfather? Tears welled up in her eyes.

When Yasuo saw this scene, he understood the girl's thoughts. How could an adult argue with a child? Moreover, for an old person, having a child to be close to is a rare blessing.

The Wind Swordsman has been alone for too long. Ever since the last fight with his brother, he has been looking for his brother's whereabouts, but after decades of searching without success, he came up with the idea of ​​returning to his birthplace to take a look.

The rough big hand stroked the girl's head and said, "You all follow me. I will protect you until the end before I die."

This is a man's promise, and it is also a swordsman's promise to his benefactor. People always need a belief to support them throughout their lives.

Yasuo will stick to his beliefs to the end, kill all the villains and use up the last bit of energy he has.

Good luck to the contestants of this game