I ate the strongest artificial fruit

Chapter 139 A Fair Melee

The green light flickered, and Smail and Gongping were transported to a different dimension.

The secret room formed by the riddle box this time is a magnificent small theater. The theater is not too big and can accommodate about 80 people. From the stage to the four walls, it is all covered with black paint and flying gold, which is dazzling, and red velvet hangs on the stage. The screen is embroidered with gold thread, and there are several pipes spraying smoke screens around it. The effect of smoke from inside is intermittent, as if a rickety old man is dying.

Although the arrangement and decoration here seem to be brand new, the weighing pillars have long been covered with potholes and dents, and deep cracks visible to the naked eye spread along the pillars. Behind the stage are clothing racks. They are all strange mourning clothes from all over the world, even those of murlocs and giants.It looked a little scary.And below the stage are rows of empty seats, covered with dust, it seems that there have been no audiences for a long time.But next to the stage, there are small carts with all kinds of snacks, popcorn, hot dogs, hamburgers, French fries, everything, it looks very delicious, and it is still steaming. The whole theater is full of horror and weird atmosphere. .

Smail and Gongping fell from the green light and slowly appeared in the center of the stage, causing the red carpet dust on the ground to fly up one after another.

The confrontation between the two on such an occasion, Gong Ping had been looking forward to for a long time, but Smail looked particularly calm, and even the smile on his face gradually restrained.

"Is this the so-called fairness you expect? Or do you plan to use your power of the fruit of justice to confront good and evil? Execute me, a criminal?" Smyrson asked.

"No, there is no need for this. Good and evil are meaningless concepts. To some extent, I don't even like this fruit of mine." Gong Ping replied truthfully.

"Okay, then we don't need to have these meaningless discussions!"

Smile grinned grimly, and pulled out a playing card that was shining red.

Gong Ping suddenly shattered the plaster on his arm, then crossed his hands, clasped his thumbs in the center, and made a strange gesture again.

"Holy Promenade Disarm Field!"

This time, circles of white ripples spread out from around Gonghei's body. These ripples covered him and Smail, and then the poker cards in Smail's hand disappeared suddenly, and his hands were also covered. It was covered with a layer of white substance, and it was the same on Gongping's side, with the same white substance covering his hands.

Gong Ping explained:

"Don't worry, this won't limit your abilities, it's just that you and I won't be able to use weapons."

"Hehehe... You should know that most of my abilities are based on weapons. But it doesn't matter, this is much better than measuring the disgusting good and evil values."

Gong Ping was silent, threw away his clothes, once again exposed the ugly and dense horror tattoos on his body, raised his fists, and said in a low voice:

"Come on, let's have a fair duel, the loser will die."

"Hahahahahahaha... Yes, this stage is really suitable for you to continue to perform your hypocrisy. It is a pity that no audience appreciates the performance that is about to end."

"I will remember it." Gong Ping said seriously.

Smail was noncommittal, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

Smail had only learned basic fighting skills from his father, and he didn't like to participate in the fights of the pirates. At this time, facing the menacing enemy, he didn't even put on any posture.

Soon, Gong Ping took the lead in launching the attack. He stepped forward obliquely, his sleeves swaying slightly, as if the direction of the punch was Smail's lower abdomen, but when Smail made a corresponding judgment, Gong Ping Ping's fist suddenly changed direction, rolled up, turned into a palm, and struck Smail's shoulder.

Smail was caught off guard and was hit right on the ground. He felt as if his shoulder had been slashed by an ax, and his whole body sank involuntarily, his kneecaps became soft, and he almost fell to his knees on the ground. .

It was only at this time that he realized that his ability was suppressed so much by the Riddler.

Riddler's devil fruit has been developed to the sixth stage, which is two stages higher than his own. From this point of view, the suppression effect has also been enhanced with the difference in stages.

Previously, according to Smail's idea, even if he entered the space set by the Riddler, although some of his strength was limited, as long as he relied on the ability of [Laughter], he could still resist most physical damage. In hand-to-hand combat, although I will lag behind in combat experience, the toughness of the physical body is far behind the opponent.

It's a pity that Smail still underestimated the suppression of the riddle box on the ability user. Gong Ping's palm didn't seem to trigger his ability to laugh wildly.

After resisting the blow, Smail reacted very quickly, and immediately counterattacked with his fist.

However, Gongping’s offensive did not subside. After a successful blow, his palms were like kitchen knives constantly chopping a chopping board. Standing still, the impenetrable palm slaps had already hit his face, and Smail had no choice but to put his arms in front of him to resist, and soon there was a crackling sound on his arms.

While resisting, Smail arched his legs and kicked Gongping.

This time, Smail's reaction speed was faster, so that Gong Ping, who was concentrating on the attack, did not notice the sneak attack from the lower body. When he wanted to resist, it was too late .

Gong Ping was hit by Smail's kick from the front, and collapsed backwards, staggering a few steps.

Taking advantage of the victory, Smail pursued and threw his fist.

Gong Ping's reaction seemed to be half a beat slow, seeing that the fist was getting closer, but he didn't intend to dodge it.

But just when Smail felt that he was about to succeed, suddenly there was a flash of white light, and Gongping's palm was powerful, and the speed suddenly accelerated again, even faster than the first attack.

It turned out to be a premeditated surprise attack.

Gong Ping swiftly slammed the knife at Smail's fist, and this time he smashed his fist with a bloody gap. If Smail was in another posture, he might even cut off all five fingers at once. .

Seeing that the situation was not good, Smail immediately kicked again, using offense as defense, but this time he was blocked by Gonghei's same kick, and then Gonghei's other foot flew up and kicked from Smail's side crotch. Kick hard.

The kick this time was at least ten times more powerful than Smail, and Smail felt as if he was being hit by a sledgehammer, and he was directly blasted out, hitting the curtain next to him. superior.

This blow made Smail feel that his entire right leg was completely numb, and his fighting spirit suddenly dropped instantly, but he still managed to stand up and limped back.

Gong Ping quickly chased after him, the muscles on his body trembled like surging waves, and when he waved his palms, terrifying turbulence erupted.

Gong Ping stepped forward quickly, and the attack became more fierce. The successive attacks were like a storm, and the sound of the explosion was like rolling thunder.

Under such a terrifying bombardment, Smail gradually lost the ability to resist, but the expression on his face gradually became crazy, and he said with a grinning grin:

"Hehehehehe... Gong Ping, you should know that the effects of most devil fruits will change in strength due to the difference in the development stages of the two parties!"

Gong Ping ignored Smail, so that Smail's voice seemed intermittent under the pounding.

Gong Ping believed that Smail could not hold on for too long, and the bones in his arms had already started to make crumbling sounds.

At this moment, there seems to be only one idea in Gong Ping's mind, that is to kill Smail.

Because this is a necessary choice he made for the so-called justice in his heart.

But Gong Ping didn't know, if he heard this sentence clearly, maybe he wouldn't fail...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Smail suffered huge injuries, but his laughter became more and more horrifying, echoing in the theater...

(End of this chapter)