The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The abuser became more and more excited, and his punches became faster and faster. Every punch hit the bald man, who protected his head and wailed and begged for mercy, "Stop, stop..."

Seeing the Celestial Dragons unilaterally beating up Kurozumi Orochi made those present feel a little uncomfortable. Could it be that his sixth form was his weakest body?

Peeling off the outer shell of the first five layers reveals the true appearance of the sixth layer. If it is deduced according to common sense, it can be deduced, but Kurozumi Orochi never plays by common sense. Only he can define others, no one can define him.

"You hit me so hard, I'm going to be beaten to death by you"

A hint of cruelty flashed in the bald old man's eyes, and depression and pain broke out at this moment. He clenched his fists, and all the strength of his body was concentrated on this one strike.

His movements were swift and violent, his fists hitting the abuser directly in the face with anger and defiance.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and an expression of astonishment appeared on the face of the Celestial Dragon. He had never expected that the victim would have such a fierce counterattack.

The punch was so powerful that it stunned the attacker. His body leaned back and he staggered, and his movement out of the circle came to an abrupt halt.

His eyes became blurred, his consciousness seemed to be scattered in an instant, and he fell into a brief trance.

Just after the bald uncle made a perfect counterattack, he did not pursue the victory. Instead, he stood where he was and moved his joints. His originally injured body began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The celestial dragon who had his front teeth knocked out by a punch felt his own blood in his mouth. The noble clan of gods had never suffered such an injustice, "How dare you resist!"

At this moment, the perpetrator did not take the bald man seriously. He still thought that the sixth form was the weakest form and that it was the best time to get rid of Kurozumi Orochi here.

The reckless man, his mind overwhelmed by blood, once again rushed towards Kurozumi Orochi and punched the Sixth Form in revenge.

Who would have thought that the bald uncle had already learned the attack pattern of the Celestial Dragons. After being beaten for the first time, he silently memorized the boxer's moves.

When he was attacked a second time, he fought back with the same move. He accurately judged the direction of the boxer's attack and then counterattacked with the same move.

The two men's fists collided in the air with a dull sound, and the Tianlongren was surprised to find that the enemy could learn his attack pattern so quickly and counterattack so accurately.

The Tianlong man did not retreat because of this. Instead, he thought it was his own illusion and began to constantly change his moves, trying to disrupt the bald old man's rhythm.

Kurozumi Orochi was not to be outdone. He stared closely at the boxer's movements, perfectly parrying the enemy's attacks every time, and gradually began to take the initiative on the battlefield.

In the fierce fist-to-flesh clash, Kurozumi Orochi's fists became more powerful, and his moves became more flexible and varied. The imitator, the counterfeit, had taken the initiative, and the imitated was unable to withstand it, and loopholes appeared in the Celestial Dragons' defense.

"When did your fist become so soft?"

Kurozumi Orochi seized the opportunity and hit the Celestial Dragon on the chin with a heavy punch. The opponent immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The bald old man had already learned the enemy's special skills, so there was no need to spare the opponent's life, and he aimed his fist at the Celestial Dragon's head.

With one punch, he blew up the opponent's skull, and a mixture of blood and brain matter flowed down his arm. For this extreme violent aesthetic, Kurozumi Orochi couldn't help but admire his masterpiece.

"It turns out that the so-called God's Clan has the same blood as us untouchables. You guys are not that noble at all," the bald old man said and turned his attention to the Sword team.

The ability of the sixth form is easy to describe. He can learn the opponent's skills during a battle. It should be a powerful imitation ability. However, the fake needs to defeat the original, which only shows that the original is not strong enough.

"Since they won't do anything, let us do it instead."

Sett flexed his wrists, feeling more contempt for the defeated Celestial Dragon contestants. Some weaklings could only swing their swords at weaker ones, and could never become truly strong.

Kurozumi Orochi realized that the three people in front of him were not Celestial Dragons but navy. In this dirty hunting game, the navy was the biggest accomplice. This was how the non-member country Kamiya perished.

However, his hatred for the God Clan is far greater than that for the Navy. He will deal with the accomplices later. He needs to eliminate the masterminds in the Flower City.

Only by killing all the Celestial Dragons who enter Wano Country can the Kurozumi clan maintain their rule. Without the lowest level of providers, the upper level carnivores will have no objects to exploit, and sooner or later they will completely die out.

"Then let me play with you guys."

There was a kind of madness and determination in Kurozumi Orochi's eyes. He began to use a forbidden ability, trying to split himself into an identical self by peeling off his flesh.

As the split progressed, his body began to twist and change. His skin gradually cracked, revealing the muscles and bones underneath. Then his body began to split into two parts, each with the same appearance and characteristics.

After two identical bodies appeared, they smiled at each other strangely, and then continued to split, two into four, four into eight, and the number of clones continued to increase.

Soon, in full view of everyone, Kurozumi Orochi's body continued to split and reorganize, forming a huge group. These clones collided and merged with each other, and the scene became chaotic.

It only took a few minutes for one to split into thousands. Faced with such a human wave tactic, the Sword team stopped their steps. The current situation has exceeded their expectations.

The target of thousands of bald uncles was not the navy. Soon they dispersed in groups to look for the surviving celestial dragons in the Flower City. Kurozumi Orochi was going to give the celestial dragons a big surprise.

Finally, only three bald uncles were left on the ruins of the general's mansion. The other clones had all left to find suitable targets.

Due to the strong interference of Kurozumi Orochi, the hunting competition of the Celestial Dragons in Wano Country has entered its final stage, and no one can predict what will happen next.

Feigaland Galinsheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, had already thought of retreating in his mind. He believed that the precious land of Wano Country was poison wrapped in honey from the beginning to the end.

Staying here for a moment longer would consume the most loyal strength of the God Clan. If they don't have a trustworthy military force, can the Celestial Dragons still be the high and mighty God Clan?

Suddenly, bald uncles appeared in various places in the Flower City and began to raid the celestial dragon contestants. The skills these people had learned throughout their lives became objects for Kurozumi Orochi to imitate and learn.