Alistair wore a harmless smile, his heart completely unfazed. Since he had brought this up, he was mentally prepared. He wasn't afraid of the pirates laughing at him.
He had deliberately asked the weakest on the ship to step forward precisely because he was so clear-headed.
Maybe he wouldn't even be able to defeat this guy.
The pirates were joking and jostling each other, the entire ship was filled with a happy atmosphere, but no one was willing to step forward and admit that they were the weakest, to fight Alistair.
Finally, Devil's Luck William couldn't stand it anymore.
He stood up from the steps on the bow and ordered in a loud, deep voice, "Todd, you go."
A thin young man reluctantly stood up, instinctively reaching for his curved sword at his waist, only to realize that it had been confiscated by the Kuja Pirates.
He walked towards the mast, looking at Alistair who was standing on the table, with a sense of helplessness.
To be honest, he really didn't want to be the one to step forward. What if he defeated the other guy? Would they still feed him tomorrow?
He was the weakest on the ship. If he didn't have anything to eat and ran out of energy, he would probably be bullied to death.
But Alistair wasn't thinking about all that. He just wanted to see the difference in combat power between himself and the "grunts." He was currently at the grunt level. He knew his position very clearly.
Alistair took off his clothes and walked forward. He was bare-chested, his whiteness dazzling. He was naturally pale-skinned, and he had been pampered in the Celestial Dragons' lair, never suffering any hardship. It was the same in Amazon Lily. So, even though his body fat was low, he looked much, much, much whiter than the average pirate...
The pirates gathered around. Although they were a little sleepy after eating, why sleep when there was entertainment? Did they still need to sleep until noon?
The pirates, instantly energized, looked at Alistair's body with envy and lust. After being cooped up at sea for a long time, some people would gradually become perverted, while others would go further and further in the other direction... This was why there were so many people on the island of Impel Down. They were all those who had gone too far...
And these people thought they might not be able to get Marguerite, but if Alistair was really interested, they could satisfy him...
"Come on." Alistair beckoned to him, saying.
His six-pack abs were faintly visible, but his stamina and strength were not as good as the humans in the One Piece world. Some people were strong even if they were a little chubby, while some people who were as thin as a rake could still burst out with incredible strength at critical moments, which was terrifying.
He didn't dare to underestimate Todd, whose body was even thinner than his own.
Todd was a pirate who had fought at sea, he had even entered the Grand Line. He had far more experience than Alistair. Seeing Alistair's stance, he knew he was an amateur.
He didn't want to tangle with Alistair too much, so he charged forward, punching Alistair in the nose.
Most people who have trained in boxing like to hit the chin, while street fighters like to hit the nose. Because the nose is the softest cartilage closest to the air. One punch, and the nose will bleed, tears will flow. Forget about fighting back, you won't even be able to see how many people are in front of you.
He didn't hold back with this punch. He went straight for it, relying on his physique and fighting experience to overpower his opponent. But he misjudged the difference in physique between the two of them.
Alistair, who had been conserving his strength for a long time, and Todd, who had been drifting at sea, eating one meal at a time in the Calm Belt, whose condition was better? Whose reaction was more agile?
Alistair dodged his punch and hooked his foot around his leg. Todd immediately fell to the deck.
The pirates burst into ruthless laughter. Even if he was their own companion, when the weakest companion fell, the pirates would watch it as a play. Who could blame them? It was so boring on this ship. They laughed loudly, making Todd's face turn red with embarrassment. He got up from the deck, struggling.
He instinctively reached for his waist again, obviously wanting to draw his sword.
Alistair saw it and shook his head slightly. These pirates would resort to bloodshed at the slightest provocation. They were truly impulsive.
But they were also oblivious to the world, full of arrogance and random luck. The pirates who had encountered people they couldn't beat had already sunk to the bottom of the sea, their ashes scattered. The pirates who hadn't encountered such people were still arrogantly self-assured.
Their arrogance was a standard measure of their lack of a correct and clear understanding of the world.
And they were not clear-headed, not calm. This was due to their lack of education. Of course, some people who had read books until they were stuffed into their bellies were the same.
His anger clouded his mind, and his actions became simpler, more direct, and easier.
Alistair didn't even have to move a hand. His unstable lower body gave him countless opportunities. He teased Todd like he was teasing a child. Todd fell to the deck countless times, almost bursting with anger.
So far, Alistair hadn't even used his hands. Todd hadn't taken a single hit. All his injuries and bruises came from himself.
Alistair shook his head, turned to William and said, "This guy no good. Pick someone else."
"No, I can!" If Todd could really learn his lesson, he could at least get a supporting role. But he didn't. Not everyone was like the named extras in the protagonist's team, either waking up or turning back from the brink.
Most people, most ordinary people in any world, were mediocre, prone to rage, and obsessed with trivial matters.
Like Todd in front of him. Alistair had made it so clear, but he didn't listen to a word. He still stubbornly charged at Alistair.
But there were still some clear-headed people in the crowd. Devil's Luck William said a word, and 'Long Arm' Wood was already in front of Todd.
Todd, whom Alistair didn't dare to face head-on, was punched by 'Long Arm' Wood and flew out. He spun twice in the air and landed on the deck with a thud. He was unconscious.
'Long Arm' Wood, who had been so humble just now, had a cold, murderous look on his face. He asked in a cruel tone, "Mr. Alistair, you said to change people, can't you hear?"
It was then that Alistair realized that 'Long Arm' Wood and the others, who had been obediently following orders under the awe of the Shichibukai, were still people who could become captains in the Grand Line.
This was the true face of pirates!!
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