From Pirates to Sweeping the Worlds

"Fuck, what's this? Is three seconds a real manly thing?"

Xia Jieren weakly supported himself on the ground with one hand, gasping for breath. His lungs felt like they were burning in fire, and waves of severe pain came along with his irregular breathing.

The intense pain made it impossible for him to speak.

After more than ten minutes, the pain in his lungs eased a little, and Xia Jieren dared to adjust his posture and sat down on the ground.

"My body is still too weak."

Xia Jieren thought:

Even though he had been exercising for quite a while and his physical fitness had greatly improved, it was still not enough to support himself in fighting using breathing techniques.

It’s not that Xia Jieren’s physical strength can’t support it. On the contrary, his physical strength can be quickly replenished when using the breathing method. This is a major advantage of the new breathing method.

Instead, his body and mind will be the first to collapse.

The severe pain in his lungs just now made Xia Jieren lose the ability to fight.

The pain can be tolerated temporarily, but it will definitely cause considerable harm to the body.

"You need to practice more." Every man has a dream of traveling the world with a sword, and also a dream of destroying the world with a wave of his hand.

For the sake of dreams, what does it matter if you suffer a little?

Xia Jieren was full of fighting spirit at this time: "Kerrigan, update my training plan."

"I accept the training intensity you mentioned a few days ago."

Xia Jieren, who was originally very resistant to increasing the intensity of training, now began to actively demand to increase the intensity of training.

I have to say that people change really quickly.

......

On the third day after the liberation of slaves in Marijoa, a major event also took place in the Kingdom of the Netherlands located in the West Sea.

The next afternoon's newspaper, the front-page headline of the West Sea section was the rebellion in the Kingdom of the Netherlands.

After reading the news carefully, Xia Jieren sighed: "After all, the world of One Piece is a place where force is supreme."

Ordinary civilians can easily start a rebellion and kill powerless nobles, but they cannot kill truly strong people by relying on their numerical advantage.

The walls of the capital of the Kingdom of the Netherlands in the newspaper were tall and strong. Walls of this level could block the attacks of civilians and ordinary troops, but they were nothing to the strong.

After seeing the big words "Duke Ragstone wipes out the rebels to avenge the royal family" in the newspaper, Xia Jieren raised the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"If this refugee rebellion was not premeditated, I will broadcast live a five-speed electric fan." Xia Jieren thought maliciously.

Go back to the night before.

The refugees, who had been starving for nearly a week, were instigated by some people and approached the Dutch royal city in the early morning, attempting to force the royal family to open their granaries and release food to help the refugees.

But they had no idea that the royal family had long lost power and had now become a puppet, with no extra food left in the treasury.

As for the tax grain collected some time ago, it had already been sold to the noble caravans at a low price so that it could be handed over to the heavenly gold half a month later.

When tens of thousands of refugees holding torches arrived at the royal city, the soldiers guarding the city quickly became alert.

When there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.

The generals defending the city were afraid that the refugees would riot, so they tried to comfort them.

But the refugees had already been provoked and would not listen to his nonsense.

"They want to delay time and mobilize the army to suppress us."

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the refugees.

Tens of thousands of refugees began to become restless. Seeing that the situation was developing in a bad direction, the general defending the city was about to say something.

Bang bang!

After two consecutive gunshots, one of the refugees and one of the soldiers guarding the city fell down.

They looked at their fallen companions, the sense of crisis in their hearts was raised to the maximum, and they attacked the other side without hesitation.

The rebellion has begun!

The refugees were instantly at a disadvantage.

"Oh no." The general defending the city said secretly, and tried to stop his men's attack.

Stab it!

After a sound, the general defending the city fell to the ground, holding his neck. His eyes were wide open and blood was gushing out. He died soon after.

His death did not attract anyone's attention in this chaotic battlefield.

Soon another senior officer took over command.

The refugees continued to attack the city gate with simple weapons such as wooden sticks, stone axes, and sickles.

The city gate didn't move at all!

After hundreds of casualties, the smell of blood began to spread.

The strong smell of blood constantly stimulated the spirits of the refugees, causing their adrenaline secretion to accelerate and their blood to boil, and soon they completely lost their minds.

Even though some people were frightened and wanted to run back, the refugees behind them kept moving forward, pulling them forward.

Seeing that the refugees had lost their minds, a shout of killing suddenly came from inside the city wall.

Squeak! Squeak! ~~

With a creaking sound, the city gate was slowly pushed open.

A group of people with tattered clothes and depressed spirits appeared before the refugees.

"We are refugees too, but we managed to sneak into the city and are here to help you."

They explained loudly to the refugees.

The refugees did not suspect anything when they saw how they were dressed.

"The armory is right next to it, follow me."

A voice attracted everyone's attention, and they began to follow the man towards the armory.

Pushing open the door of the armory, refugees swarmed in and scrambled for the weapons on the ground.

Some people even fought over a weapon.

In the chaotic scramble, many refugees lost their lives.

However, the refugees who took up weapons seemed more at ease and calm. Some of them rushed towards the city wall, and most of them rushed towards the city.

A bloody massacre began, and the beautiful and tidy royal city was instantly engulfed in flames and filled with smoke.

Nearly fifteen minutes had passed since the refugees' rebellion, but there was no sign of the garrison troops near the royal city.

In the palace, Netherlands IV had already received the news.

After the initial panic, he began to prepare his guards for battle. Just in case, he asked someone he trusted to call the princess over.

Screams and cries became the theme of the night.

After the refugees had their eyes on the civilian area, they turned their attention to the rich area.

The wealthy people who had once looked respectable and polite were suddenly reduced to prisoners, and they begged for mercy from the refugees without any grace.

Seeing the people who used to be high and mighty kneeling down and begging for mercy, a huge pleasure swept through the refugees' bodies, and they became even more crazy.

They wantonly kill and destroy all beautiful things, like wild beasts.

"Your Excellency Duke Rag, something bad has happened!" A figure rushed into the room in a hurry, no longer caring about etiquette.

Rag Stone frowned and was about to scold loudly, but before he could finish his words, he heard the servant say:

"The rebellious refugees are beginning to move towards the noble area."

Hearing this, Duke Raghu frowned even deeper.