One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

In the distance, the senior commanders of the World Government stood on a high platform and witnessed all this. Their faces looked extremely ugly.

"This bunch of trash!"

One of the commanders cursed angrily and slammed the table hard, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"We sent out so many elite troops, but we couldn't even break through the enemy's defense!"

"What a bunch of useless things!"

Another commander gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, with an undisguised look of anxiety in his eyes.

"The enemy's soldiers are so few in number. How did they do it?"

"Because they are the elite among the elite."

A calm voice suddenly sounded, but with a hint of cold sarcasm.

It was a Five Elders standing behind the command desk. His eyes swept across the battlefield coldly.

“Each of their warriors is a strong man who has been baptized by countless battles.

And you, what you sent out were just a group of carefully selected 'elite' soldiers."

This statement left the commanders speechless.

Although their soldiers were usually strong enough to look down on other troops, they seemed so vulnerable in front of Jin'an's group of truly powerful men.

"But... our military strength is clearly far greater than theirs!"

One of the commanders said unwillingly, with deep doubt in his eyes.

"How did they do that?"

"Ah."

The Five Elders chuckled, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

“You underestimated them.

Do you think that someone who could fight and win against the former Five Elders would be overwhelmed by such a mere force?

This is not just a matter of numbers, but a matter of strength.”

Hearing this, the faces of several commanders became even gloomier.

Although they are reluctant to admit it, the facts are before their eyes:

Even if they mobilized more troops, they could not change the situation of being crushed by the enemy.

At the same time, the soldiers of Jinan were still like a sharp blade, cutting out bloody paths on the battlefield.

Their movements were clean and neat, and there was no fear in their eyes, only a desire for victory.

Jin An stood in the center of the battlefield. His eyes swept coldly over the embarrassed enemies, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His long sword drooped slightly, the tip of the sword dripping with the enemy's blood, exuding a cold murderous intent.

"The so-called elite of the World Government is nothing more than this."

He whispered, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

As he said this, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more tense.

The soldiers of the World Government, looking at the powerful enemy before them, were filled with fear that had reached its peak.

Their morale was almost collapsed, while the Jinan side became more and more courageous and unstoppable.

The roar of the battlefield echoed like thunder, and the flames of war burned every corner of Marijoa.

Shanks, Shiryu, and the man in the hat were like giant beasts that stirred up a storm, rampaging through the army of the World Government.

Wherever they went, there were flashes of swords and shadows, blood splattered, and the ground was soon covered with the corpses of soldiers.

The World Government's defense line was like a fragile piece of paper in front of these three people and could not withstand a single blow.

Shanks stood in the center of the battlefield, his red hair flying in the wind, still with a faint smile on his face, but there was a deep chill in his eyes.

He raised the sword in his hand high, and the cold light on the blade made people dare not look directly at it.

The surrounding soldiers instinctively took a step back, their faces full of fear, and no one dared to approach easily.

"Why, you don't dare to come up?"

Shanks raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his tone was somewhat teasing.

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Several soldiers gritted their teeth and tried to muster up the courage to rush forward.

However, before they could complete their moves, Shanks swung his sword suddenly.

A sharp sword energy instantly cut through the air and turned into a storm that swept away.

"boom!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, the ground cracked, and several soldiers were torn apart along with the weapons in their hands, and their bodies were thrown into the air like fallen leaves.

The surviving soldiers stood there, fear written all over their faces.

Their eyes began to wander, and some of them couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands steadily.

Shanks walked forward slowly, each step carrying an invisible pressure.

His aura is as unfathomable as the sea. Anyone who tries to stop him will be crushed to pieces in front of him.

He didn't swing his sword very fast, but each strike was extremely precise, as if the battlefield was his stage and he was the actor controlling the whole scene.

"Stop getting in the way. It's pointless."

Shanks said calmly, no emotion in his voice.

On the other side, Xilu's figure was like a gust of wind, shuttling through the enemy's formation.

His movements were swift and deadly, and every time he drew his sword, blood spurted out.

There was a cruel smile on his face, as if he was enjoying the killing.

"You're so fragile that you're not even qualified to warm me up."

Xiliu murmured in a low voice, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

His sword drew cold arcs in the air, which was the trajectory of death.

He specifically targeted those soldiers who tried to organize a counterattack, and each attack accurately destroyed the enemy's command core.

Whenever a commander fell, the surrounding soldiers completely lost the will to resist and fled in all directions.

"You bunch of rubbish can't even delay time."

Xiliu smiled coldly, raised his hand and swung it, the sword light penetrated the enemy formation like a poisonous snake, instantly ending the lives of several soldiers.

His eyes were terribly cold, as if he was looking at a group of worthless grass.

Even so, his movements always maintained a leisurely rhythm, like a killer who was in control of the overall situation, patiently waiting for his prey to completely collapse.

On the other side of the battlefield, the performance of the man in the bamboo hat was even more chilling.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements and didn't utter a single word, but each of his attacks was as powerful as a rainstorm hitting rocks, precise and deadly.

The man in the bamboo hat stood there, his slightly drooping hat covering his face. One could only vaguely see the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if hiding a sneer.

His knife was extremely fast, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his movements.

There was a flash of cold light, and the surrounding soldiers fell down.

His steps were slow and firm, and every step seemed to measure the distance to death.

Every time he swung his blade, it would take away several lives, but he himself always remained strangely calm, as if the battle in front of him was just an insignificant task.

"Who... who is he?! I can't even catch up with his movements!"

A World Government soldier shouted in fear, nearly dropping his gun.

The man in the bamboo hat did not respond, but his sword was already unsheathed again.

A faint sound of a knife rang out in the air. The next second, the soldier's voice stopped abruptly. There was a bright red mark on his throat. His eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

The man in the bamboo hat still had an indifferent look in his eyes. He gently put the knife back into the sheath, as if the killing just now was just an ordinary practice.

His goal was clear, and without any unnecessary movements, he moved straight towards the center of Pangu City.

The advance of the three people was like a sharp spear, directly piercing the World Government's defense line.

No matter they were soldiers or commanders, they could not stop the devastating blow brought by the combined forces of these three people.

"Stop them! Stop them now!"

A commander shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to save the collapsing front.

However, before he could finish his words, Shanks' sword energy struck and tore his body in half.

His shouting stopped abruptly, and the surrounding soldiers retreated in fear, not even having the courage to look at Shanks.

"Don't waste your time,"

Shanks sneered, his eyes sweeping over the soldiers fleeing in panic.

“They’ve already lost.”

On the other side of the battlefield, Shiryu and the man in the bamboo hat had also cleared the enemies in front of them. Their figures gradually approached Shanks. The three of them were like three hungry beasts, approaching the center of Pangu City step by step.

In Pangu City, smoke and chaos are spreading. The ruling core of the World Government has begun to feel the threat from these uninvited guests.

This conflict is gradually approaching the core.

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