Zhang Sanfeng remained silent, Huang Rong seemed lost in thought, and Ying Zheng stood ramrod straight, expressionless, and made no comment.
"Gurgle, why is the atmosphere so tense?"
The white-bearded man suddenly burst into laughter, his voice hearty. "After sailing the seas for so long, I've come to realize a truth. Hmm... it's what Zhang Sanfeng said: 'Drink today, for tomorrow we may die.'"
"The most important thing in life is to be happy."
“Interesting.” A soft voice suddenly rang out, drawing the attention of everyone present. They all turned to look at the bronze chair at the highest position.
Su Han rested her chin on her hand, watching them with interest, her voice calm and gentle, "It seems you two get along quite well?"
Huang Rong's expression was somewhat strange as she recalled the previous scene! You call this getting along well? Does she really deserve to be called a suspected evil god? Her thoughts are indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
However, Huang Rong looked around and then cautiously glanced at Su Han. She sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off. After thinking for a moment, she still spoke up for Uchiha Madara.
“I think Madara Uchiha didn’t really mean any harm,” Huang Rong said, gently scratching her cheek with one finger. “He was just a bit arrogant.”
"What tsundere?" Madara Uchiha's voice suddenly rose, feeling that he had been greatly humiliated.
"Look at him, flirting with Uchiha Madara, look at his expression. It's hilarious!" Whitebeard twirled his white crescent-shaped mustache, his face full of amusement.
After all, at this moment, only Madara Uchiha has revealed his face.
“Edward Newgate,” Madara Uchiha stared coldly at Whitebeard, “are you provoking me?”
"It would be a pleasure to fight you," Whitebeard clenched his fist, Armament Haki swirling around it. "But can your aging body still withstand a high-intensity battle?"
"Who do you think I am?" Madara Uchiha said arrogantly.
"You...did you not take my words to heart at all?" Su Han's voice was completely calm. He had already said that fighting was prohibited in the Misty Space, hadn't he? Immediately, he lightly patted the back of the chair.
Centered on his palm, ripples spread through the void, then with a whoosh, they wrapped around Whitebeard and Madara Uchiha.
Su Han said softly, "Since you've provoked each other... then I'll punish you. Today, you won't be able to use your powers in the Misty Space."
"What?"
"This feeling... is incredible!"
Both of their expressions changed. They sensed that the power within them had been bound at that moment.
Madara Uchiha's eyes changed from Rinnegan to ordinary eyes, and the Armament Haki covering Whitebeard's fist slowly subsided.
Tony Stark sized up the two of them and muttered, "If you don't court death, you won't die."
He felt that the problem with Madara Uchiha and Whitebeard stemmed from their invincibility in their original world for too long. Although he knew Su Han's strength and unfathomable depths, he hadn't experienced the harsh realities of the world and would occasionally reveal his arrogant nature.
Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, then he turned to look at All Might. "The symbol of peace... perhaps I should call you Yagi Toshinori! I want to ask, now that you know the future of the original world, what do you intend to do?"
"Let fate decide," All Might said earnestly. "If I ever see Midoriya again, and witness the unwavering spirit and brilliance that belong to his soul, I might still give him my spark."
"But if we never met, I wouldn't deliberately search for him! Perhaps I would choose to proceed step by step and pass the torch to my originally designated successor."
"Huh?!?" Ash exclaimed in shock, "Did OFA originally have a successor?"
“No,” Tony Stark retorted, “it would be strange if OFA, a force that can be called the backbone of peace, didn’t have a successor.”
"...What you said actually makes a lot of sense." Ash was speechless.
"So, in the original history, when you bestowed your power upon Izuku Midoriya, did you never think about the issue of your successor?" Huang Rong's eyes gleamed, and she felt the fire of gossip burning fiercely within her.
“That guy was an exceptionally talented young man,” All Might said, his voice gentle and wistful, as if recalling a past event. “He was of excellent character and extremely strong… but the succession of the OFA flame largely depends on fate.”
"Just like my teacher back then... resolutely passed on the power of OFA to me. Back then, I was definitely not the most suitable person to bear the power of the spark."
“All Might’s original successor was Mirio Togata, who was at the end of the Starfall storyline,” Su Han suddenly said leisurely. “If the spark had been given to Mirio Togata, he would have instantly become a powerhouse comparable to or even surpassing All Might.”
"After all, even without inheriting the power of the Fire Seed, he was already incredibly close to being the No. 1 powerhouse. The Eagle's Three Giants!"
Everyone fell silent, exchanging glances. Finally, they all looked at All Might. While All Might's statement about it depending on fate wasn't entirely wrong, Su Han's words indicated that he had indeed given up the best possible outcome.
“So I’m not forcing anything right now,” All Might laughed as heartily as ever, without a trace of embarrassment. “We’ll just have to see how things develop on our side in the future.”
"Speaking of which, your stomach was removed," Madara Uchiha suddenly said, arms crossed. "Our world is quite accomplished in organ transplantation."
The scene fell silent. Madara Uchiha frowned, suddenly sensing that something was amiss.
"Pfft," Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh. She shouted at the white-bearded man beside her, "Sure enough, Madara is all bark and no bite. He looks down on All Might on the surface, but actually, he really wants to help him."
“Like I said before, I think we saw a bit of Hashirama Senju in Mr. All Might.” Tony Stark said thoughtfully, but then made a definitive statement, “But in any case… Madara Uchiha’s tsundere nature is a confirmed fact.”
"You guys!" Uchiha Madara appeared calm on the surface, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
When had he ever experienced such a scene? If it weren't for the fact that his power had been sealed by Su Han for a day, and if he hadn't been wary of Su Han's imposing presence and mystique... he would have already unleashed a Shinra Tensei and blasted all those who were mocking him away.
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Chapter 55 The Rise of the Revolutionary Army in the Pirate World?
"Uchiha Madara, thank you for your words." All Might spoke very sincerely, and after a brief pause, he continued, "I will think carefully about your suggestion."
Although All Might was somewhat tempted, he decided to first take a look at the star to which Madara Uchiha belonged... and then consider whether to accept Madara's kindness once he had a better understanding of Madara's personality.
"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it," Madara Uchiha sneered.
"Oh, right, right." Huang Rong glanced at Su Han and noticed that he had been staring at the scene with great interest, as if he were really observing it. Her lips twitched, and she felt a little complicated.
However, Huang Rong's words remained light and agile: "Grandpa Edward, after we solved the problem in your world last time, what is your world like now?"