I ate the strongest artificial fruit

Chapter 114: Owl Head?

The strong wind blows in the face, the violent current sweeps across, and the moon, which is as sharp as a blue moon, descends from the sky.

Smail grabbed a pillar next to the battlefield with his stretchable love, and then moved quickly in that direction. Most of the several blades produced by Lan's feet were dodged, but three blades also pierced It scratched Smail's thigh and abdomen, drawing three splattered bloodstains.

Smail could have avoided this wave of attacks, but in order to test whether the power of the sixth form could be offset by the effect of wild laughter, he only avoided fatal injuries.

After enduring this wave of damage, Smail felt that the power quickly gathered along the wound to the core of the devil fruit, and the pain of the wound was stronger than expected. Obviously, the power of this haze foot is not just purely physical. The damage cannot be completely offset by itself.

Thinking of this, Smail became cautious and began to take his opponent seriously.

"Si Zhuang, don't show mercy." Gong Ping who was on the side suddenly said sharply.

There was a cruel smile on Smail's face. Of course, he also very much hoped that the big man could show his full strength without reservation, so that it would be more in line with his purpose.

Sizhuang continued to move at high speed in mid-air with moon steps, like a dirty balloon inflated, rubbing against the roof.

Smail looked at the enemy indifferently, and drew out a death playing card, an ordinary 9 of hearts. With the appearance of the playing card, the weakness of the enemy was quickly revealed. This guy was full of flaws, Although Yuebu can give him the advantage of occupying an attacking position condescendingly, it is also not difficult for Smail to attack from below.

After dancing for a while, Sizhuang seemed to have finally found an opportunity and launched another surprise attack.

"Lanjiao Bailei!"

Sizhuang bounced upwards, performed a big 180-degree backflip in the air, and sent out a hail kick. This time, the range of the slash was huge, and the speed of the slash towards Smail became faster.

Smail had already flew out the playing cards in his hand, and the playing cards turned into a crimson light, crossed the Bailei slash, pierced Sizhuang's right leg, and exploded into a cloud of blood.

The glare of Bai Lei enveloped Smail, his pupils shrank rapidly, and at the critical moment, he slowly raised his hands upwards and opened them, forming a large group of colloid that was invisible to the naked eye.

Although Smail's devil fruit has reached the third stage, the degree of development of the flexible love is still in its infancy, and the colloid produced cannot produce such a strong rebound force.

Part of Bai Leilan's feet collapsed on the surface of the colloid, but the core blade was still slashing downward at an astonishing speed, and soon shattered all the colloid. .

Smail was hit hard again, but this time the attack was far stronger than the previous waves of damage, making him feel the heart-wrenching pain, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

It seemed that he still underestimated the other party.

Feeling the turbulent power fluctuations in his body, Smail absorbed all the power, and then quickly counterattacked, pulled out the golden poker gun from the black core on his arm, turned around and shot at the temple in mid-air.

Shining rays of light flew out from the golden poker gun. These playing cards were shot out of seven cards, namely 3 of hearts, 9 of spades, 2 of spades, 7 of diamonds, 7 of clubs, 5 of hearts, and Jack of diamonds. .

Although Si Zhuang was able to use moon steps, he didn't seem to be able to shaved in the six forms, and his movement speed was obviously a little bit slower. He was hit by three playing cards in a row, and was finally hit by the Black Sword Night Phantom created by Square Jack. The leg was pierced with a big hole, and then firmly fixed to the ceiling, blood trickled down the ceiling.

Smail threw out a ball of colloid, and quickly grabbed the temple on the ceiling. The physical strength of the temple was beyond imagination. He didn't seem to be injured more seriously, and he was still groaning angrily.

Smail ignored him and tore him down from the ceiling. The big man wanted to use the moon step to struggle, but failed. He fell heavily to the ground, blood spattered radially, and the ground formed a spider web. The cracks and dust are everywhere.

Smail produced two more colloids to fix Sizhuang's limbs. Because he consumed a lot of energy, he also felt a little tired and out of breath at this time.

Smail picked out a heavy and sharp battle ax from the weapon rack, held the battle ax and came to the side of the temple, ready to raise the weapon in his hand to decapitate him.

Gong Ping frowned slightly, he wanted to intervene to stop him, but he still didn't.

Smail did not immediately deal with the angry and struggling Sizhuang, but slammed the battle ax in his hand to the ground, and then lifted the temple to a position between two pillars. Gongping looked at Smail with some doubts, I don't know why he made such a strange move.

After fixing Si Zhuang's body, Smail glued Si Zhuang's hair with a ball of colloid, keeping him in the posture of stretching his neck upwards, in a state of stretching his neck to beg for death.

Although this free-stretching love is very versatile and can produce unexpected effects in battle, the disadvantage is that it consumes too much energy. Smale has not used it too many times, and he already feels exhausted. The core of the devil fruit The energy reserve has only left about one-sixth.

Si Zhuang's expression gradually became calm, as if he had already seen through life and death, and said in his vague voice:

"Alright, I should have died long ago."

With a grinning grin, Smail walked over with a battle ax in hand, and said quietly:

"Since you have already made suitable arrangements for yourself, I can naturally fulfill you!"

As he said that, Smail raised the cold tomahawk in his hand, and chopped it down mercilessly.

The battle ax drew a icy glare, and slashed straight at Sizhuang's neck.

"Dang..."

With a crisp sound, the Tianlongren collar on Sizhuang's neck broke, and then the spiral-shaped blade inside also popped out.

But Sizhuang was not decapitated as imagined, because when the collar broke, two forces appeared out of thin air, instantly tore the collar apart, split left and right, although the sharp blade bounced out, but the speed was still slower than the split speed It took a while, leaving only a bloodstain on Sizhuang's neck.

Smail didn't intend to kill Sizhuang, but to untie the collar around his neck?

Gong Ping was quite surprised, his slightly squinted eyes slowly widened, and he really couldn't figure out what method Smail used to successfully untie the Tianlongren's collar in the temple.

But all of this was planned by Smail long ago. The reason why he chose to execute the torture between the two stone pillars was because he had wrapped two balls of flexible love around the pillars and the collar in advance. When the external force breaks and breaks, the stretchable love will immediately spring back, pulling the two halves of the collar to the side at the same time.

Therefore, Sizhuang's collar was successfully removed by Smail.

Smail released the other restraints on Si Zhuang, Si Zhuang widened his eyes, he didn't expect freedom to come so suddenly, this unprecedented smooth breathing made him feel uncomfortable, but also extremely excited, panting heavily .

Smail looked at him with a grin, and murmured:

"Don't rush to get excited. I untied your collar to see what skills you have. If you let me down, then you will die!"

Si Zhuang turned his head, restrained his mind, looked at Smail seriously, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I hope you have the ability to persevere until the end!"

Sizhuang took a deep breath, and a majestic force suddenly burst out from all the muscles in his body.

(End of this chapter)