#95 - Chapter 95 No One Knows the Six Styles Better Than Me

Donquixote Rosinante left.

After all, the longer he stayed on Minion Island, the greater the risk of exposure.

Only by returning to the Marine Headquarters before the World Government learned the truth and reacted, and first reporting "truthfully" to Sengoku, completely establishing this "wrongful case," could he extricate himself from this matter after the incident came to light.

This way, Trafalgar Law, who was in the Marine school, would not be implicated.

Of course.

He dared to play it like this mainly because of "my Marshal father."

If his father wasn't Sengoku, the Marine Marshal, he would have already called Trafalgar Law and run away overnight.

Once a Celestial Dragon, then falling into the mortal world overnight, followed by being adopted by Sengoku, joining the Marines, and going undercover in the Donquixote Pirates.

This rich, exciting, and turbulent life had long made Donquixote Rosinante understand.

In the world of pirates, when you're out there, background and affiliations matter.

Without a backer, whether you're a pirate or a Marine, it's hard to move an inch.

After watching Donquixote Rosinante leave, Hyuga Tenhao casually flicked his hand, using his fruit ability to remove the cloth stuffed in Who's Who's mouth.

"You, won."

Who's Who, who had been silenced and witnessed everything from the side, was no longer red-faced with anger.

The opponent wasn't even 10 years old, but his methods, composure, scheming, and strength all surpassed him.

Although he was still cursing Hyuga Tenhao's dirty tactics in his heart, he had to admit defeat.

Losing to such a monster wasn't shameful.

"Kill me or cut me up, do as you please."

Being able to become one of the Flying Six of the Beasts Pirates in the future, Who's Who still had some measure of composure.

"You ask for death as soon as you open your mouth, which really makes it difficult for me."

"I originally wanted to give you a chance to live."

"Now it seems I can only send you on your way and give the opportunity to your other three colleagues."

Hyuga Tenhao sighed upon hearing this, and then reached for the Kusanagi Sword behind him.

"Wait."

"What did you just say?"

"Can live?"

Who's Who's expression changed, and he immediately lost his composure.

Clearly.

He had composure, but not much.

As for loyalty to the World Government, he had even less.

Ever since the mission to transport the Gum-Gum Fruit failed and the Devil Fruit was snatched by Red-Haired Shanks, he had been thrown into prison by the World Government.

If it wasn't for the consideration of using him as waste, and Hyuga Tenhao happened to be in the North Sea, where his CP9 strength could be used, he would have already been dead.

Who's Who was well aware of this.

He was already a criminal, unable to perform meritorious service, and had failed his mission.

This time, instead of being imprisoned or awaiting execution, he would be executed directly upon returning.

Having already thought about escaping if the mission failed, he certainly wouldn't be loyal to the World Government.

"It depends on whether you cooperate."

Hyuga Tenhao wasn't surprised to see this.

Even in the pirate world, which was full of heroes and kings, people like Whitebeard and Roger, who looked down on the world and welcomed death with a smile, were ultimately extremely rare exceptions.

Ninety-nine percent of people only possessed Buggy the Clown's fear of death, but not Buggy the Clown's Conqueror's Haki-level luck.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Who's Who adjusted his mentality.

"I don't want you to do anything for me."

"I just want the Six Styles on you."

Hyuga Tenhao said, word by word.

"No problem."

Who's Who said without even thinking.

Six Styles.

In the Four Seas and the first half of the Grand Line, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a divine skill, but in the New World.

It's just so-so.

In the pirate world, ultimately, whether it's physical skills or swordsmanship, it's all to serve Haki.

Whether it's the world's strongest swordsman or a master of physical skills like Garp, as long as you don't know Haki, a Logia-type ability user can make you helpless.

A Paramecia-type fruit ability with bizarre abilities can even kill you in the shadows.

Who's Who had no qualms about selling the Six Styles to save his life.

"Correct attitude."

Hyuga Tenhao was very satisfied to see this.

"An unpredictable guy."

"Are you sure the Six Styles he gives you are really okay?"

"Hyuga Tenhao."

Just when Who's Who was secretly rejoicing that he could escape this calamity, Califa, who used to be his companion, directly stabbed him in the back.

"Califa, what do you mean!"

Who's Who looked as if his eyes were about to burst.

If he hadn't been cut into pieces by Hyuga Tenhao's fruit ability and could only crawl on the ground, he would have already attacked Califa.

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"Miss Califa."

Seeing CP9 tearing each other apart, Hyuga Tenhao asked while eating melon seeds.

"If you let the three of us live, the three of us will listen to you."

If they can live, no one will choose to die.

Califa was no exception.

After realizing Hyuga Tenhao's intentions, she, who had been prepared to die, immediately ignited a strong desire to survive.

Just like Who's Who, when it comes to personal life and death versus loyalty to the World Government, he would not hesitate to choose the former, and she was the same.

It's just that Califa was more greedy.

Before her own and her companions' lives and deaths and loyalty to the World Government, she chose to let herself and her companions live together.

"Damn woman!"

Seeing that Califa kept talking about the three of them, not the four of them, Who's Who obviously excluded himself, which made him look at Califa with cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Don't rush."

Hyuga Tenhao didn't comment on Califa's proposal to change allegiance, but instead separated a Shadow Clone, picked up Who's Who's head from a pile of parts, and took it aside.

"Six Styles."

"Who speaks comprehensively? Who teaches well?"

"Then, who lives."

As soon as Hyuga Tenhao said this, Who's Who, who was being held by the Shadow Clone, laughed.

"Hahahaha."

"I am a genius in CP9, no one understands the Six Styles better than me."

"You are a waste with less than 600 Doriki, you haven't even practiced the Six Styles well yourself, and you still want to teach others."

Who's Who felt that he was stable this time.

He had always believed that he was a genius no less than Rob Lucci.

Saying that aside from Lucci in CP9, he dared to say that no one understood the Six Styles better than him.

"..."

Califa didn't refute when she heard this, but instead bit her lip lightly.

She knew that what Who's Who said was true.

In terms of the Six Styles, let alone herself, even if Bruno and Jabra were added together, the three of them combined wouldn't be as good as Who's Who alone.

But knowing that, would she really hand over the chance to survive to the other party?

"Alright."

"Miss Califa."

"You can now tell me about the Six Styles."

After the Shadow Clone took Who's Who aside to interrogate him about the Six Styles, Hyuga Tenhao also signaled that Califa could speak.

However.

Califa's first sentence surprised him quite a bit.