One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

If you don't want to kill, you can only be killed. This is the reality of this world!

"Just die peacefully. I want to live. I want to seek revenge from the pirates. I can't die yet!" Huang Mao, holding a blood-stained knife, trembled, and his young face was twisted into a bit of madness.

"How cruel! I also have a reason to live!!"

Zoran smiled mockingly, as if he had made up his mind, the coldness in his eyes was extremely cold.

"I will survive for you!"

Huang Mao shouted and rushed over with a knife in hand.

The opponent has weapons and cannot be attacked forcefully.

Zoren narrowed his eyes and saw Huang Mao getting closer and closer. The sharp edge of the knife was already close at hand. He suddenly released his right hand covering the wound and swung it forward quickly!

With a strong movement of his blood-stained palm, blood droplets splashed on Huang Mao's face, making Huang Mao's sprint slightly deflate.

In such a blink of an eye, Zoren raised his knee and kicked Huang Mao quickly in the stomach, kicking him two meters away like a balloon. He did not stop until he bumped into other people, and the knife also fell from his hand. falling off.

Zoren quickly squatted down, picked up the knife from the ground, and hid it in his hand.

For these children who do not have much experience in close combat, even a small knife is extremely threatening, and there is no guarantee that children around them will come to snatch it if they see it.

"Did you say you would live for me?"

Looking at Huang Mao, who was clutching his stomach and twitching on the ground, Zoren squatted beside him and leaned over to look at him meaningfully.

"Brother, I was wrong, really!" Huang Mao had a painful look on his face.

"No, you are right." Zoron shook his head and said to him sincerely: "It was my fault. At this point, I still want to solve the problem without killing people."

"It was my fault. Even now that I have come to this world, I still hold onto the old rules."

"I was wrong. Thanks to you, I learned something."

Zoran smiled slightly, the wound on his chin was opened, and the blood flowing down dripped on Huang Mao's face.

"You-" Huang Mao's face turned pale and he was completely frightened.

Feeling like the fear of falling into an ice cave, he suddenly wanted to scream and vent, but his mouth was tightly covered by Zoron's palm, completely unable to make a sound.

Zoren lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Rest in peace, I will live well for you."

He pressed his hand down and stabbed his heart with a sharp knife. Huang Mao opened his eyes wide, whined and struggled weakly for a few times, and quickly lost the characteristics of life.

"It's really troublesome."

After wiping the blood on Huang Mao's corpse's clothes, Zoren's dark eyes were extremely calm.

This is the first time he has killed someone in the world of pirates, but his heart has no fluctuations. In other words, a hard mask has completely sealed the weak side at the bottom of his heart.

The strong are above the rules.

Even freedom and life, these most basic things, are only available to the strong.

"I want to become a strong man. Before I achieve this goal, I will never die! Absolutely not!!" As if he was declaring himself, the corner of Zoron's mouth tilted up slightly with a cold smile.

Based on this barrage, Zoran rushed towards the chaotic battle around him with a knife in hand.

There are still a lot of survivors. If there are less than 200 people, the fighting and killing will not stop.

Angry shouts, screams, and hysterical fighting started one after another.

The square is in chaos. It is impossible for everyone to be alone. They can only use their own strength to survive and then kill!

The chief instructor looked at more and more children who fell down and could no longer stand up, and showed a satisfied smile.

Five minutes later.

"Very well, stop!"

The chief instructor's order fell, and the fighting children ignored it and continued to fight mechanically. Most of the frantic faces were already turning crazy.

"boom!!!"

The instructors outside the square collectively fired into the sky. After the sound, the surviving children woke up one after another.

The chief instructor continued: "Now, those who are still alive are all official newcomers, please move aside!"

The surviving children dragged their wounds, large and small, and moved to one side of the square in relief, leaving corpses on the square.

The sun was setting warmly, but Zoren felt slightly cold. His body was already exhausted. In addition to the stab wound on his chin, he also had a lot of bruises on his fists and feet. Thanks to the knife as a weapon, he got through Such a chaotic and thrilling situation.

But I'm afraid I will never forget it in my lifetime. The battle of simply killing for the sake of killing is too destructive to the spirit.

Nearly three hundred corpses were piled up in the square. Dozens of instructors began to add petroleum to the corpses and burn them directly for disposal.

The pungent smell of black burning caused most of the surviving children to vomit on the spot. At first, Zoren could bear it, but seeing the burnt corpse reminded him of the face that was still alive ten minutes ago. He vomited immediately and even the bile was vomiting out.

"Look at you trash, today's training will be skipped. Official training will start tomorrow! Eat well, sleep well and take good care of yourself!"

After the chief instructor gave the order, the instructor guarded them and drove them, the official newcomers, to other places.

Next, Zoren officially saw the terrifying tip of the iceberg in the Devil's training camp.

First, bathing and cleaning wounds are collective and unified actions.

After the instructor took them to an open pool, he directly filled the pool with alcohol disinfectant and asked the newcomers to strip off their clothes and jump in in groups.

The feeling of extremely pungent disinfectant covering the wound is like countless knives cutting into the flesh. The pain is so overwhelming that it makes one feel worse than death. The pain is so painful that he almost faints and wakes up from the pain again. That kind of pain Once you try the taste once, you won't love it again.

"Rookies, from now on you need to take a refreshing disinfectant bath after exercising every night, hehehe, so try not to get yourself injured!"

These are the instructor's exact words with malicious intent.

Then, meals.

The food finally changed from black bread to nutritious meat, or the meat of the sea kings, which is full of nutrients needed by the human body to heal and satisfy hunger.

But it was straight-forward to the third level, with a fishy smell and chewy texture. When you bite off a piece of meat, it's still bloody, and the nausea makes your stomach queasy.

The instructor next to him chuckled: "Rookies, whoever dares not to eat up all his own meat, I don't mind feeding you properly! Whoever dares to spit out or waste food, I will help you stuff it through your butt!"

When Zoren couldn't help vomiting for the first time, he was hit by the instructor's iron whip next to him. The barbed whip fell on his back, causing his skin to be torn apart.

Knowing that resisting would only result in a few more whippings, he stuffed the spit-out raw meat into his mouth and swallowed it again without even making a sound.

Although the taste is extremely disgusting, the effect of Neptune meat is better than imagined. While filling up quickly, the tired body seems to be rapidly absorbing and digesting the nutrients of the meat, and the self-healing of the wounds on the body is also accelerating.

But Zoren didn't expect that the cruelty of the devil's training camp had just begun.