Chapter 115: World's Strongest
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"Fufufufu! Things have gotten really interesting now!"
Perched on the castle wall, Doflamingo licked his lips, a sly grin spreading across his face.
"Gihihihihi! Whitebeard actually pulled a move like this! This is hilarious!" Moria cackled, his grotesque laughter echoing. Whitebeard passing on the title of the "World's Strongest Man" signified the transfer of his honor—a legacy handed down.
"That young man... he truly possesses such strength," Hawkeye said, his sharp gaze fixed on Uchiha Akira. The swordsmanship Akira had displayed left him deeply shaken. He couldn't comprehend how such refined, masterful swordsmanship could be wielded by a mere 18-year-old.
The seemingly chaotic sword strikes were, in reality, a perfectly seamless sequence, each move effortlessly leading into the next. It wasn't multiple techniques—it was as if it were all a single move.
A single move?
"I wish I could see the real move." Hawkeye's eyes brightened. Akira's technique had inspired him greatly, perhaps even revealing the path to elevate his own swordsmanship.
Meanwhile, Boa Hancock gazed at Uchiha Akira with an unrestrained look of admiration.
She had always known her man's strength was extraordinary, and even now, fighting Whitebeard, he hadn't used his full power.
Despite that, Uchiha Akira had defeated Whitebeard, forcing him to admit his loss and relinquish the title of "World's Strongest Man."
Only the world's greatest beauty was worthy of standing beside the world's strongest man.
In other words, she and Akira were a destined match.
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Aokiji frowned, observing the battlefield. "Oi, oi, oi! This just made everything even more troublesome."
Kizaru, with his usual indifferent attitude, shrugged. "The title of the world's strongest doesn't mean much. It doesn't make him any stronger, but… that kid might actually have the strength to back it up."
"Hmph! Some old geezer playing games before he dies. 'World's Strongest'? I've never acknowledged that nonsense," Akainu spat disdainfully. "It's nothing more than meaningless hype. Kill them all, and the so-called strongest is just another corpse!"
Marine strategist Tsuru's brow furrowed. "This… was not an outcome I expected."
"Bwahahaha! Whitebeard! Well played! Well played!" Garp laughed uproariously, clapping his hands in delight.
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Back on Amazon Lily, the Kuja warriors erupted with joy.
"This is amazing!!"
"Lord Akira is the World's Strongest Man!"
"Lord Akira, the strongest man, and Lady Snake Empress, the world's greatest beauty—they're a match made in heaven!"
"Yes, exactly! They're perfect for each other!"
At the same time, the Uchiha clan's members were equally thrilled.
The "World's Strongest Man" was one of their own—an Uchiha! This solidified their resolve to make the Uchiha the strongest clan in the world.
"Big brother Akira is incredible! I want to be just like him when I grow up!" six-year-old Sasuke declared, his eyes sparkling with admiration. He adored his elder brother Itachi, but his ultimate idol became Uchiha Akira from the time he got the name of 'sword saint'.
"Well, you'd better train hard, then!" Uchiha Mikoto said, ruffling Sasuke's hair affectionately.
"'World's Strongest Man,' huh? Back in the Shinobi World, Akira already held a title equivalent to this," Uchiha Fugaku mused. In their homeland, Akira was revered as a god—a title that carried the highest honor.
Even Fugaku himself had grown stronger since coming to this world, having mastered its unique energy systems. He felt his own power had improved tremendously.
Every new world was a treasure trove of possibilities. If they were to return to Konoha now, Fugaku was confident their coup would succeed.
But it wasn't time for that yet. Not now.
They would definitely return to Konoha someday. But at the moment, their clan's strength was still growing rapidly. Once they became even stronger, taking Konoha with minimal losses would be inevitable.
And not just Konoha—soon, the entire ninja world would be under them, the Uchiha clan.
At this rate, Akira's vision of making the Uchiha, a mighty power in the multiverse, might truly become a reality. The mere thought made Fugaku's heart race.
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"Hey, hey, hey! I was doing you a favor letting you go, but now you've really thrown me to huge problems!" Akira complained with mock irritation, though his tone betrayed a hint of excitement. For any man, being acknowledged as the strongest in the world was a temptation nearly impossible to resist.
Whitebeard laughed heartily. "Gurararara! From the moment you defeated me, kid, you were destined for endless trouble!"
"Uchiha Akira! Don't forget—you signed a contract!" Sengoku shouted, seething with frustration. Watching Akira casually chat with Whitebeard only fanned his anger. "You were hired to deal with Whitebeard, not have tea with him!"
"Well, yeah. My original contract was for security—to ensure no one took Ace away. You were the ones who decided I should actively fight Whitebeard." Akira shrugged nonchalantly. "And I did fight. I drained a ton of his energy and even injured him. Shisui fought Marco, and we took out plenty of pirates. Just the ones I personally defeated probably add up to bounties exceeding 3 billion berries."
He grinned, spreading his hands. "Add in all the miscellaneous benefits I've brought, and I'd say I've more than earned my 5 billion fee. Honestly, your World Government is getting a bargain."
Many onlookers, hearing Akira's calculations, couldn't help but silently agree. Indeed, the value of his contributions far exceeded the amount he was paid.
Whitebeard turned to Akira, his deep voice rumbling.
"Kid, I like you. So, tell me—are you interested in taking a new job?"
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