Robust Mage in One Piece

Miss. Valentine's Day is a devil fruit capable person!

Her devil fruit ability can be said to be very powerful. The superhuman light and fluttering fruit allows her to change her weight as she wants. When it is light, it can turn herself into a balloon and fly up. When it is heavy, it can increase her weight by thousands of times. body weight.

If this fruit ability were in the hands of a physique expert, such as Jinping, it would be very scary!

What is a thousand-watt punch? A fist weighs a ton, so I'll ask you if you are afraid!

But it's a pity that Miss. Valentine's Day is not only not a physique expert, but also lacks imagination.

Having obtained such a powerful Devil Fruit for so long, she still has a very superficial use of Devil Fruit, with only three big moves in total.

For example, you can sit on an enemy to gain weight, or use the weight to become lighter and become 10,000 kilograms after flying, and directly hit the enemy’s neck to break the opponent’s neck, or use the weight to become lighter and become one after flying. Thousand kilograms, hit the enemy directly and smash the enemy...

Yes, you are not mistaken. For the silly girl of Miss. Valentine's Day, after first reducing her weight and flying, then hitting someone else’s neck or smashing someone’s body are two big moves!

One is called a 10,000 kg guillotine, and the other is called a 10,000 kg Taishan top pressure!

This kind of IQ can be mixed into the baroque work agency's senior agents, which is enough to show how talented Sand Crocodile's men are!

Just like this time, Miss.'s unprofitable big move before Valentine's Day, 10,000 kilograms of Taishan failed!

Of the two people she targeted, the man just raised his head, and after a cold glance at her, he turned his eyes to the fingers of Mr. 1 and Miss. on the ground.

The woman took a step, stood next to the man, and stretched out a small white hand toward herself.

Seeing the woman's movements, Miss. Valentine's face showed a sarcasm.

"You actually want to catch me with your hands, you stupid woman, don't you know that I now weigh 10,000 kilograms..."

boom!

Before Miss. Valentine’s Day was finished, her falling body had already touched the woman’s small white hand, but to her surprise, the slender hand was not as good as hers. As expected, he was easily crushed by his own weight of 10,000 kg.

After the little white hand made a relieving action, Miss. Valentine found that her body stopped, and she was relaxed on the palm of her hand by the woman of good figure.

"Ten thousand kilograms?"

Miss. Valentine's Day heard a suspicious word from the woman's mouth, and then she felt her body was suddenly thrown up by an irresistible force, then was caught again, and then again. Throw it up.

"Boss..."

Miss. Valentine's Day heard this woman say to the man next to him in confusion, "I weighed it up. This woman weighs about 6,000 kilograms at most. She doesn't have my iron rod yet. Why does she say she has one? Ten thousand kilograms!"

"Generally speaking, this kind of integer, for example, ten thousand kilograms, one million army, eighty million subordinates, etc..."

The man gently pushed his glasses, and replied calmly, "Basically it is an exaggerated technique to exaggerate his power, so that his opponent..."

When talking about this, the man's gaze seemed to swept across the face of the woman who was holding him inadvertently.

"...Well, the reason is that the woman in your hand is illiterate, she doesn't know numbers!"

After hearing the man's last words, the strange girl who grabbed the fluttering fruit with all his strength suddenly realized.

"Oh oh oh... when you say this, boss, I understand!"

With that said, the woman dropped it casually. After Miss. Valentine's Day felt her body turned upside down, she hit the ground with a bang, smashing a big human-shaped hole on the ground.

While feeling dizzy, Miss. Valentine's Day heard the man ask in a calm tone. "Are you members of the Baroque Job Club?"

"We don't know what Baroque work agency..."

Before anyone else could speak, Miss.'s **** had already stood up first and denied without hesitation.

"We are just a few ordinary bounty hunters, and occasionally received a mission from a secret channel, so..."

But even if Miss. stood up and denied it with two fingers, the man on the other side still muttered to himself in a calm tone.

"You high-ranking cadres of the Baroque Working Group did not engage in your ideal kingdom in Alabastan, but came here to assassinate me?"

"I'll say it again, we don't know what Baroque work agency..." Miss. continued to clarify loudly with both fingers.

"Our Azeroth Chamber of Commerce and your Baroque Work Agency are also considered to be well watered, and I, Kong Ming, have nowhere to offend your Qiwuhai Club Changsha Crocodile..."

"Didn't I say everything...wait..."

Miss. Two fingers were habitually retorting, and suddenly paused, "What did you just say? Our president is Qiwuhai Klockdal?"

"Of course he..."

The man on the opposite side looked at Miss. with a playful look. Both fingers, "Oh, I forgot, you don’t know who the president of the Baroque Job Club is now! It seems that I accidentally gave spoilers. I'm so embarrassed!"

Although Miss. was emotionally reluctant to believe the words of the man in front of her, her woman's instinct told her that the man in front of her was telling the truth.

"Our president turned out to be Krokdal..."

"Miss. Two fingers..."

Standing on the side, Mr.1 took a step forward and said in a low voice, "You didn't pay attention to the point of the sentence he just said. The person in front of us is our goal!"

"Our goal?" Miss. looked at the man in front of him with complicated eyes, "Are you Kong Ming, the president of the Azeroth Chamber of Commerce?"

"Replacement like fake..."

The corners of the young man's lips were slightly raised, and his face showed a sarcasm.

"But you guys came to assassinate me, don't you even know what I look like? The senior agents of the Baroque Job Club are really unreliable in doing things!"

"My uncle doesn't need to know what you look like," said Mr.5, who was leaning on the tree beside his chest with his arms folded, and said, "Anyway, I will blow your boat and you into the sky!"

"How are you going to blow it?"

The man on the opposite side gently pushed his glasses with his hand, a faint light flashed across his frame, and then he snapped his fingers gently.

"Is it... so fried!"

boom!

With a loud noise, the tree on which Mr.5 was leaning suddenly exploded. Unprepared, Mr.5 was directly hit by the explosion. After sliding through a parabola in the air, he fell to Miss. Valentine's Day. By your side!