Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

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Sudden.

Catherine Diemey's body, embedded in the ceiling of the Infinite Hell, seemed to be unable to bear the weight and began to fall off the ceiling, then fell from a high altitude and landed at Rosen's feet.

"Cough cough!"

"Mmmm!"

Although Catherine Diemey was injured and couldn't help coughing up blood, she ignored it and just let out bitter, unwilling, and self-deprecating laughter.

The joint attack that risked everything was met with a random finger of punishment from God.

She couldn't accept such a result.

"Why this expression?"

"You don't think you can defeat me?"

"Don't you three already know that I'm the user of the Weapon Fruit?"

Rosen looked down at Catherine Diemey who was crawling at his feet, his tone calm.

It was as if he had just experienced a prisoner's rampage, and the person behind bars was not him at all.

But in fact.

The joint attack of thirteen prisoners, although only one attack, and released through the air, was terrifying enough.

In addition, there is the awakening of Basque Jot's Sake-Sake Fruit, the awakening of Catherine Diem's ​​mythical beast Nine-fox Tail form, and the King of Evil's quietly accumulating power of his Fist of Kings.

This lineup is truly luxurious.

Even at this stage, Rosen was still forced to use all kinds of means when faced with such a luxurious lineup in a hurry.

Three colors are fully domineering.

The third form of Susanoo was shattered.

Use the armed color technique to transform the gas into a form, release the domineering aura, create the Totsuka sword and the Yata Mirror, as well as the domineering arrows.

Use the outer shell of the blood-calming suit to escape the burning of the sky-high fire pillar.

He used the weapon fruit to create the Zanpakuto Tenjue, entangled it with the Haki of Conqueror, and used it as a finger gun.

Finally, they broke free from the rampage of the prisoners in this infinite hell and suppressed the rioting monster prisoners again.

Although it cannot be said that all his cards were revealed without a single one left, but in the battle just a few breaths, Rosen did give it his all and held almost nothing back.

What remains are nothing more than some Zanpakuto made with the weapon fruit that have not yet been revealed to the world.

But in terms of combat power, it was almost at full strength just now.

If all those hidden Zanpakuto abilities that were his trump cards were to be exposed, it would mean that his health bar would be reduced.

At least you have to face the risk of losing blood.

"Junior, in a sense, you just performed a brilliant one-on-sixteen show!"

"To be honest, I initially thought that you could only survive this crisis, and that it would cost you a lot. I never thought that in the face of such a crisis, you would not only come out unscathed, but also save the situation and suppress the riot."

"But it's better this way. If something really happens to you, not to mention Mr. Zefa, Mr. Sengoku alone would probably come from the headquarters and skin me alive."

At this time, Borsalino, who was eating melons nearby, came over.

"Stop looking like you're surprised, okay?"

"Senior."

"Haven't you already seen the result using your Observation Haki?"

Rosen saw Borsalino's shocked expression:

"Don't think I don't know. Back then, Mr. Zefa had high hopes for you three admirals and poured countless efforts into you. How could he leave such obvious flaws in you?"

"Let Sengoku-sensei and Vice Admiral Garp work together to unleash their Conqueror's Haki on you. You have already undergone this kind of Conqueror's Haki training many times when you were still in the military academy."

"The Lone Red and the Devil's Heir are strong, but after being locked up in Impel Prison for so many years, they are almost the remnants of the times. Can they still be stronger than the marshals and heroes in their prime?"

Rosen directly exposed Borsalino's idea.

Just now, Borsalino was blocked by Barrett and Redfield's domineering color, but that was completely pretended.

In fact, it was not affected at all.

Otherwise, Basque Choate would not have been shocked to find that Borsalino appeared near Rosen at some point.

But even so, the actor Borsalino did not take action in the end.

The idea is self-evident.

"I'm just a little curious. I just want to see how strong you are when you give it your all."

"Besides, you can't just blame me."

"I'm not the only one playing you. Look how good Zefa-sensei's acting is. You've fought the entire scene, but he's still standing there, not moving in front of you."

Borsalino saw Rosen looking at him with a smile, and he knew that the other party had seen through his identity as an actor. In order to share the firepower, he decisively betrayed Zefa.

"I just had an asthma attack."

Zefa looked at his feet and found that he was still standing in the same place, but he was not panicked at all, as he had already prepared an excuse.

"Before coming to Infinite Hell, I saw with my own eyes that you, Mr. Zefa, took a special asthma medicine first, in order to avoid sudden asthma attacks in the event of emergencies."

Borsalino has a sharp eye.

"Teacher Zefa."

Rosen crossed his arms and looked at Zefa helplessly.

"Ahem, cough, okay!"

"I admit that I did team up with Borsalino to play you just now, but this was not intentional."

"If Borsalino played you out of curiosity about your abilities, then I had to play you in order to better train you."

Zefa could only explain.

Upon hearing this, Rosen said nothing but smiled politely.

"It's true."

"I have changed my plan for you several times, but I finally found that it still cannot keep up with your growth rate. The biggest reason is that I misjudged your strength."

"If I knew your strength from the beginning, how could the plans I prepared for you keep changing?"

Zephyr tried to explain.

Yes.

He felt that the training plan he wrote for Rosen, despite frequent revisions, still failed frequently. The biggest reason was that as a teacher, he had no idea how strong Rosen was when he gave his all.

How can we make a plan if we don’t even know the strengths of the students?

"It makes some sense, but it's meaningless."

After hearing this, Rosen first nodded, then shook his head.

"why?"

Zefa didn't react for a moment.

"What you see is me giving my all, but that's just me today."

"What about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow?"

"Are you two going to act like actors and play me every day?"

Rosen looked at Borsalino and Zephyr, whose expressions gradually changed:

"It's useless. Even if the first thing I do when I wake up every day is to tell you, Mr. Zefa, how strong I am when I give it my all, it will be meaningless."

"The fact is that from the moment I left the Naval Academy and stepped into Impel Prison, and the first day I opened the Infinite Hell, even you, Mr. Zefa, could no longer develop a matching training plan for me."

"Because I am so much stronger today than I was yesterday, and I have no idea how much stronger I will be tomorrow."

Done.

He no longer looked at the moved expressions of Zefa and Borsalino, but focused on the prompts in his mind.