One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The air of the Chabaoti Archipelago is filled with a slightly salty sea breeze, and the sunlight shines on the ground through the dense treetops, and the mottled light and shadows sway with the breeze.

Jin An stood on a slightly deserted street, gently put down the Den Den Mushi that he was using to talk to Xia Li, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This woman always managed to appear in his life at just the right moment.

"Fishman Island?"

Jin An whispered to himself, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

Although Xia Li contacted him this time because of the injured pirate, Jin An was more concerned about the fact that a trip to Fishman Island itself was a relaxing and enjoyable journey.

After all, appreciating the beauty of mermaids is an extremely pleasing thing.

Moreover, Princess Otohime of Fishman Island was also an unfulfilled wish in his heart - he had always wanted to meet this princess who was rumored to be wise and kind in person.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a vague image of Princess Otohime emerged in his mind.

For a strong man, conquest is not limited to the display of strength. Sometimes, an interesting meeting and an intelligent conversation can make him feel more satisfied.

"As for that pirate," Jin An curled his lips in disdain, thinking back to the name mentioned in Xia Li's letter.

Although the name sounded familiar, Jin An didn't pay much attention to it.

A seriously injured pirate was not enough to arouse his interest.

Even though this pirate was once the backbone of a certain force, in Jin'an's eyes he was just a small trouble that had not yet been solved.

He made up his mind, raised his hand and lightly waved it in the air, and an invisible door quietly appeared in front of him.

Without any hesitation, he stepped into the door and disappeared in an instant.

With Jin'an's departure, the streets of the Sabaody Archipelago returned to peace again, as if everything that had just happened was just a brief illusion.

Jin'an had already teleported the purchased items back to the West Sea. Now he had nothing to do and was ready to go to Fishman Island for a long-awaited meeting with Princess Otohime.

The moment Jinan crossed the space, his thoughts gradually became clear.

The waters of Fishman Island are deep and mysterious, and Princess Otohime is the soul figure who controls this area.

This meeting might be more interesting than he expected.

After all, some things are far beyond expectations, and Jinan always likes challenges full of unknowns.

He suddenly felt a surge of anticipation in his heart, looking forward to what was about to happen.

Whether it is the threat of pirates or the complicated situation on Fishman Island, he is ready to face and solve these possible troubles.

"Princess Yiji," Jinan called her name softly in his heart, with a meaningful smile on his face.

As his figure disappears behind the door, the fate of Fishman Island will undergo subtle changes due to his arrival.

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The light from Fishman Island shines through the sea water, scattering into a soft blue, and the entire island seems to be shrouded in a tranquil halo.

However, the atmosphere at this moment seemed particularly tense.

Princess Otohime stood in the middle of the spacious hall, looking calmly at the pirate in front of her who exuded a dangerous aura.

Although there was a hint of helplessness and displeasure in her eyes, she still maintained the elegance and dignity of the royal family.

"Your injuries have been controlled."

Princess Otohime spoke softly, without any emotion in her tone, as if she was just notifying the other party as a matter of routine.

Basque Choate grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

His thick tongue kept licking his lips, and his eyes were full of unbridled greed.

His eyes roamed over Princess Otohime's body with undisguised desire.

"In order to repay Princess Otohime for saving my life, I would like to invite you to the 'Sacred Salvation Meeting' as a guest. Please do me the honor of coming..."

Basque Choate's voice was low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his eyes scanning Princess Otohime's body up and down without concealment.

Princess Otohime frowned slightly, knowing full well that this pirate had evil intentions.

His words and actions all revealed a naked threat.

Although she still maintained a calm expression, she had already begun to think about how to deal with the current situation.

Her guards responded immediately. Several strong fishman guards quickly protected Princess Otohime behind them, with weapons in their hands flashing coldly, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"No, I have some official business to finish."

Princess Otohime responded coldly, her tone revealing a firm rejection.

She knew that being weak in the face of such a person would only lead to greater danger.

However, Basque Chote remained unmoved, and the smile on his face became even colder.

He slowly raised his feet and approached Princess Otohime, his eyes full of amusement and threat.

"It's not up to you..."

Basque Choate's voice was low and full of malice, and his fat body was trembling slightly, as if he could erupt in a fatal attack at any time.

Princess Otohime's heart tightened as she clearly felt the dangerous aura emanating from this pirate.

However, she still did not take a step back, and met the other person's gaze with determination.

She understood that as the princess of Fishman Island, she could not show weakness at this time.

She needed to protect this island and her people, and she must not succumb to the threat before her.

The eyes of the fishman guards were filled with anger. They raised their weapons without hesitation and faced Basque Chot who was approaching step by step.

The belief of protecting Princess Otohime burns in the hearts of every guard, and they will never let this pirate of unknown origin get close to the princess.

"Damn you, you are not allowed to get close to Princess Otohime!"

A tall fishman guard roared, and the spear in his hand pierced straight at Basque Jot with a sharp sound of wind.

"Let's get away from Fishman Island!"

Another guard followed closely behind, swinging an axe at Basque's waist.

"..."

However, facing these brave fish-man guards, Basque Jot showed a disdainful smile on his face.

His eyes were full of mockery and contempt, as if the soldiers who were desperately protecting the princess were just a few moths flying into the fire.

Just as the guards' weapons were about to touch him, Basque Jot's figure suddenly became blurred.

The next second, he teleported behind the guards at an extremely fast speed, giving them almost no chance to react.

With a few dull thuds, several guards fell heavily to the ground, their weapons slipping from their hands with crisp metallic collision sounds.

"It's simply overestimating one's abilities."

Basque Jot sneered and looked at the fishman guards lying on the ground with indifference.

Then, he continued to move closer to Princess Otohime without stopping.

The guards who fell to the ground did not give up. They gritted their teeth and tried their best to hold Basque Jot's legs tightly, trying to stop him from moving forward.

The guards held Basque's boots tightly with their hands, their nails digging into the leather, their eyes full of determination and unyielding spirit.

Basque Choate's face turned gloomy, and a hint of anger and impatience flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at the guards who were trying to stop him, his eyes full of coldness and cruelty.

"court death!"

Basque Jot growled, raised one foot, and without hesitation stomped the hand of one of the guards to the ground.

With a crisp sound of broken bones, the guard's wrist was crushed in an instant and he groaned in pain.

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