Pirate: I'm really not a Super Saiyan

The capital of the new government, Shangri-La Island.

The commander of the 11th Army, a super master who has recently become famous all over the world, was smiling and drinking tea leisurely.

Holding the hot teacup comfortably in one hand, I carefully savour the flavour of the fragrant tea.

He held a staff in one hand and waved it forward, while he kept saying something along with the staff:

"Thighs! Be careful not to go too low!

Don't sit your butt down completely!

Don’t move your neck! Don’t lower your head! ”

Under the instructions of Yixiao and the corrections of the stick and knife, a little boy who looked only five or six years old was trying hard to do the horse stance and practice basic training.

"Okay, you can rest now."

The training was very hard, and the little boy kept gritting his teeth and persevering.

After a long time, which seemed like a century, the little boy finally heard the master's voice:

"Alright, Mukuro. You can rest now."

Yixiao's words were like a pardon. After getting the master's permission, Liu Lang could no longer hold on to the horse stance. He tried to straighten his legs and stand up, but was completely hindered by his extremely sore muscles.

I finally stood up straight by supporting my knees.

"Hey, Yixiao, you are training your apprentice early in the morning."

Xia approached from the entrance of the training ground and greeted the two.

Before Yixiao could say anything, he saw Liu Lang nervously standing at attention and greeting Xia in a panic:

"Morning...Mr. Xia, good morning!"

"Good morning to you too."

Xia smiled and greeted him back, but this made Liu Lang even more nervous. He stood there with his face flushed and unable to speak.

"Ugh."

He smiled and spoke.

"Go do horse stance for another hour!"

"Yes, master!"

Liu Lang looked at Xia reluctantly, then resolutely ran to a far place and started to do horse stance.

Although he was young, he was very sensible. He knew that Mr. Xia came to see the master for something and he could not disturb the conversation between the two elders.

"What a hard-working and sensible kid."

Xia walked to Yixiao, sat down on another empty chair, poured himself a cup of tea without any hesitation, and said.

"Humph."

Yixiao is actually a very nonchalant knight, and he always laughs off any problems he encounters.

Only talking about this child would cause him to have emotional fluctuations.

"You are just a good-for-nothing brat. If you don't work hard, you will be nothing!"

Xia looked at the scars on Yixiao's face. There were two deep X-shaped scars running through Yixiao's eyes.

It can be seen that the person who inflicted these two scars must have been targeting Yixiao's eyes!

Xia did not ask Yixiao who did it, and Yixiao himself did not say anything.

Combining the plot development of the original work, Xia could guess that this should have been done by Yixiao himself.

The once smiling Yixiao couldn't bear to look at this dirty and dark world, so he chose to blind himself.

That was the scar that didn't exist when Xia first met Yixiao.

Unexpectedly, the next time the two met, the two scars in the original work appeared on Yixiao's face.

That was over a year ago.

One day on Shangri-La Island, Xia suddenly received an alert from the Second Army. Radar detected an unidentified object in the sky rapidly approaching Shangri-La Island.

Xia quickly rose into the air to check the situation and discovered that it was actually the ability of the Heavy Fruit that allowed it to control a flat stone and fly towards Shangri-La at high speed with a smile.

The person held in his broad arms was Rokuro, who was only 4 years old at the time.

Yixiao immediately expressed his purpose: he came specifically to seek refuge with Xia. Xia expressed a warm welcome to Yixiao and informed Lily of the happy event.

In the evening, at the welcoming banquet prepared for Yixiao, the two learned the whole story.

Because Liu Lang was too young, he started to feel sleepy and was taken back to his room by Lily to rest.

Only the half-drunk Yixiao and Xia were still at the table, drinking slowly, one cup at a time.

"So, this kid is your disciple? He is really lucky to have a master like you as his teacher."

He gulped down a glass of wine with a smile and said:

"Lucky? This kid met me precisely because of his misfortune!"

Afterwards, Xia learned the story of Yixiao and Liu Lang from Yixiao.

After parting with Xia a few years ago, Yixiao has been wandering freely around the world. Wherever there is good wine or excitement, Yixiao will go there.

But slowly I couldn't smile anymore.

He had experienced too much, seen too much, and heard too much. There were still too many evils in this world, which made Yixiao, who had witnessed it all, feel sick.

Finally one day, he chose to blind himself, and as a blind man who was unable to see and deceived himself, he continued to live his life like a wanderer in a daze.

Until one day, Yixiao came to the Tin Kingdom in the North Sea.

There are a large number of metal minerals in the Tin Kingdom. A large number of miners are mining minerals here all year round. The strong liquor specially supplied to the miners under the mine is very famous and is called Shaodaozi. When you drink it, it tastes as hot as drinking a ball of fire!

Yixiao came here just for the strong liquor.

He used his cane and knife to explore the way, slowly came to the bar of the tavern, handed out a bill, and said to the bartender:

"A cup of Shao Dao Zi, thank you."

The bartender took the money and started pouring the drinks, but someone in the pub was already staring at Yixiao.

In places where such labor-intensive industries gather, if the official power is not strong enough, various dynamic social groups will surely emerge under the drive of huge interests.

A blind man who is alone and has some money on him is just like a small dish. You should not refuse the money that is delivered to your door!

Besides, blind people are rare here. It must be fun to play a trick on a blind person!

A few ragtag strong men came out from the corner of the tavern. Wherever they passed, people showed fear on their faces and avoided them.

"Hey, brother."

The man in the lead put one arm around Yixiao's shoulders and used the other hand to hold down the bottle of Shaodaozi liquor that Yixiao had just ordered.

"I just happened to be drinking too. Meeting is fate. Why don't you buy me a few drinks?"

He smiled and opened his eyes which had turned completely cloudy grey, looked at the burly man next to him, and said:

"No problem, boss. Give each of these brothers a cup of Shao Dao Zi. It's my treat!"

After saying that, he took out money from his pocket and was about to pay, but he didn't expect that when his hand was halfway there, a big hand clamped his wrist and he couldn't move!

"We don't like the wine here. How about we go out and find a place and you treat us to a drink?"