One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

First day at sea.

Under the scorching sun, the small raft looked like a black spot on the sea that was about to be swallowed up at any time.

Using his shirt as a simple flagpole and flexing his standard abdominal muscles, Zoren tried to control the navigation of the raft to the target island guided by the navigation instrument needle.

After a day of unremitting attempts, I gave up in frustration.

"Hundan, why do you feel that you are getting farther and farther away from your goal!" Zoron gritted his teeth. Facts have proved that the small raft alone cannot rely on the wind direction and ocean currents. Instead, it is dominated by the wind direction and ocean currents, drifting. Forward.

The endless sea surface means that there is nothing that can be used as a coordinate point to judge the position. For half a day, it is impossible to tell whether there is progress.

And in order to prevent physical exhaustion and save dry food, Zoren finally maintained a position of lying down and bathing in the sun, motionless, and let the raft drift forward.

Squinting his eyes and watching countless barrages passing by, Zoren used this to pass the boring time.

"The only way to get out of this predicament now is to wait for a wedge. If you are lucky, the ocean current and wind direction will directly deliver the raft to the mission island, or it can drift to a nearby island. If you are close to the Great Channel, you may also encounter Pirate ships and merchant ships—"

While he was calmly thinking about the current situation with tactical thinking, Zoren's stomach suddenly made a hungry sound, and the scene and barrage suddenly became very embarrassing.

"With my physique, I should be able to survive three days without eating or drinking, but just using my brain will take a lot of energy."

Zoran reluctantly took out the remaining dry food from his supply backpack. After eating a little, he lay down and forced himself into a state of hibernation.

Feeling sleepy, he quickly fell asleep. After two years of training, he could basically control his body to fall asleep anywhere and at any time as long as he wanted to.

After falling asleep, mental and physical consumption will be greatly reduced.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe one hour, maybe ten hours.

When I woke up again, I woke up directly!

It was an emergency response made by Zoran's subconscious when he noticed the danger. Before he could tell what was going on when he opened his eyes, he felt himself tumbling in mid-air, and then a cold and invading touch covered his whole body.

Entering the sea!

Realizing this, Zoren only had time to hold his breath at the critical moment. He was trying to maintain his balance in the turbulent water, and a huge black figure could be seen in his blurred vision.

Zoran put his head out of the water in a breaststroke position, and then saw the sight of his pupils shrinking——

The huge flesh-colored claws, which were several meters long, curled their tongues to tightly wrap around the thrown raft. With a squeak and a splash of water, the entire raft was torn apart and crushed.

"Neptune type!"

Zoran trembled, not because of fear, but more because of anger!

Somewhere in an unknown place in the sea, the only raft used as a load was shattered. What this meant was clear to him, who had perfect scores in navigation knowledge.

"laugh!"

The giant sea beast that looked like an eight-clawed octopus stirred with its tentacles, and the waves on the sea surface within a radius of dozens of meters were turbulent. When the white waves turned into heavy rain and fell, its huge cold eyes stared at Zoren who was protruding from the sea.

The barrage was jumping wildly with joy.

"Nearly ten meters tall, is it just a small Neptune type?!"

Quickly analyzing the size of the exposed half of the Neptune creature in front of him, Zoran took out a knife from his back and held it tightly in his right hand.

The Neptune species, as the overlords living in the sea, are also the most common creatures. Their combat power is generally distinguished by volume and scale.

Small sea kings, about ten meters tall, mostly live in offshore areas, so they are also called the "King of the Offshore".

Due to their huge size, instinctive water nature and overwhelming strength, encountering even small sea kings would be disastrous for ordinary fishermen.

But unfortunately, this small sea king met Zoren, who had been training to tap his potential for two years and whose physique was close to his own extreme level.

"It's decided, today's dinner is yours!!!"

With angry words, Zoren's eyes became icy cold. Without waiting for the tentacles of the eight-clawed octopus to fall, he stepped on the sea water with his feet and took the lead in getting closer!

This offensive behavior undoubtedly completely angered the Octopus. It had seen too many people falling into the water and was afraid of the pale and crying humans in front of it. Now it encountered Zoron who was attacking in turn. It was very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable. anger!

The eight-clawed octopus roared into the sky, raised several thick tentacles, and quickly shot towards Zoron.

"Just a small Neptune type!!!"

Zoran saw the thick tentacle hanging above his head, and the shadow it cast completely enveloped him first. The tentacle fell like a heavy hammer. Instead of retreating, he advanced, pinched the five fingers of his right hand, and punched upward!

Seriously punch!

His fist collided with the disproportionate tentacles of the small sea king, and the sea surface between them suddenly exploded, setting off countless white waves.

How heavy is Zoren's full punch? One punch had tons of force, so instead the eight-clawed octopus let out a wail of pain.

Receiving the reaction force, Zoren crashed into the turbulent sea water, and quickly used a breaststroke posture to rush towards the huge body of the eight-clawed octopus with water arrows in the sea water.

Arriving next to a tentacle, he raised the knife and lowered it with such force that half of his arm sank into the flesh of the tentacle. He stirred the arm in a spiral motion and cut off the entire tentacle.

"laugh!!!"

The eight-clawed octopus screamed again, and its remaining seven tentacles slapped the sea surface wildly. Its huge body dived downwards, but it gave up fighting and wanted to escape directly.

"Did I let you escape!"

Zoran rushed to the undefended side of the eight-clawed octopus in the sea water, and stabbed the knife into its bare head to stabilize his body.

Zoran held the handle of the knife with one hand, raised his fist with the other, and struck wildly.

With injuries all over its body, the half-dazed Octopus really panicked and sank into the sea desperately.

As he sank deeper, the light was cut off layer by layer, and Zoren's movements continued to slow down under the constant squeeze of the surrounding seawater.

The barrage in his eyes seemed to be many times slower at this moment.

"Although there is still enough oxygen, if we continue to pursue it, it will be troublesome if it is taken to the deep sea beyond the body's load." Thinking of this, Zoren pulled away the knife, and then wanted to rush to the sea surface due to the buoyancy of the backpack.

The next moment, a strong suction force deflects the upward direction, and the seabed twists into a water trajectory out of thin air, quickly forming an ocean current.

"Damn, undersea undercurrent!"

With this awareness, Zoren rolled his whole body and followed the octopus and the school of fish to the unknown corners of the sea.