One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

The bloody smell filled the five underground floors.

"Tick."

The snow-white blade of the long sword was stained red with sticky blood, intertwined and dripping from the tip of the sword to the cold floor.

In front of the Sword Demon, Zoren was lying motionless on the ground, as if he had given up his struggle. The blood constantly spilling from his body painted the floor in dark red.

The muscles and bones of both his wrists were severed, and he suffered deep and serious stab wounds on his chest and back. This was the worst possible situation.

"Can you understand my pain a little bit, kid?"

The sword demon stretched out his scarlet tongue, his face was sickly twisted, and he said with a sinister smile: "I have been imprisoned in this hellish place for many years. Every day, I only eat, drink and sleep. Every time I move, I will be beaten by the monster jailer with an iron nail and a heavy hammer, which constantly wears down my will." Spirituality and even presence!”

"Forget it if these days have been repeated endlessly for the past thirty-one years. Recently, I was tortured by a guy day and night! I have had enough! Everyone here deserves to die!"

"I don't want to escape from prison anymore. As long as I can kill a few more jailers here before I die, that will be enough!"

The sword demon roared angrily, his fingers holding the sword like dead wood trembling and clicking, and he raised the sword with all his strength.

"So, with your resentment and unwillingness, go to hell first for me - you lose, ah!"

Accompanied by the sword ghost's ferocious laughter, the long sword roared down as it tore through the air, about to cut Zoran in half on the ground.

"It's now!"

At the critical moment, Zoren suddenly opened his eyes wide. Even if he did not see the trajectory of the sword swing above his head, his body rolled to the limit, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

"I can sense the airflow!"

Watching the long sword split the ground with a smooth, mirror-like mark, Zoran breathed rapidly with lingering fear, and stood up from the ground with the strength of his lower body.

He looked directly at the Sword Demon and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "The battle that determines the outcome is not over yet!"

"What are you talking about, boy!"

The sword ghost failed to make a single strike, so he raised his sword and continued to slash rapidly. With the blessing of the armament and domineering energy, the sword moves turned into blurry black lightning, and the slashing speed was also faster than the naked eye could see.

But as if he had predicted the direction of the attack, the seriously injured Zoren subtly moved his body and narrowly avoided the sharp sword attack again.

Unbelieving, he continued to slash and attack quickly. The sword ghost opened his eyes wide and watched the sword attacks fail again and again.

This is surprisingly similar to the scene just now, except that the roles of the two have been rotated.

"Isn't it luck? How is it possible - this kid obviously doesn't have the domineering power of seeing, hearing, and color!"

"Why can you dodge my attacks again and again?!"

The sword ghost glared angrily, feeling depressed and wanting to vomit blood.

"It's all thanks to you, old man." Zoron smiled.

"Thanks to me?"

"of course."

While avoiding it, Zoren sneered, "If it weren't for your domineering power of knowledge, I would have had to grope for a long time before I could understand the secrets of paper painting in the Six Styles."

Haki is a power derived from the body. Of course, it is impossible to understand it at first touch, but the paper drawings in the Six Styles are different. I have been thinking about training for several months, and I have always been hindered by a layer of barriers. Now after witnessing the application of kenwense haki, he finally had a glimmer of understanding.

Paper painting is different from strengthening the internal control of the body. It pays more attention to the external five senses and the external sensitivity of the body.

After improving the sensitivity and detection of the surrounding environment, the long sword cutting through the turbulent air flow in the air will not be difficult to see through the air flow trajectory.

The reason Zoren couldn't dodge the sword moves before was because neither Shao nor Moon Step were defensive physical skills. The explosive speed of the body's sudden movement was too easy to judge. Compared with the subtle dodge physical skills paper painting, the action Too rough.

"How is it possible for a kid like you!? How is it possible!?"

The sword demon screamed in disbelief, and kept swinging the long sword violently, causing the ground gravel in front of him to crack.

The angrier his expression becomes, the more unstable and delicate his control of the long sword becomes, and the more obvious the air flow caused by the disorder, making Zoran's paper-painting dodge even more skillful.

"Fortunately, paper painting does not consume much physical strength. Let's just wait until reinforcements arrive. Domino's side should be here soon."

Zoran secretly made up his mind, supported himself tightly with his seriously injured body, and swam flexibly in the sharp sword light.

In fact, his body was already on the verge of reaching its limit when the blood boundary was lifted, and now it is all thanks to his tenacity that he has been able to hold himself back until now.

"Boy, don't I know what you are paying attention to! I won't let you delay until help arrives!" Sword Demon suddenly laughed crazily, and the attack with the sword suddenly accelerated several times!

The hideous wounds on his body began to collapse under the excessive offensive.

The sword moves that no longer suppressed the power suddenly erupted like a violent storm. Under the fierce sword strikes, Zoron was inevitably cut by the sharp sword light, and blood continued to splash everywhere.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen tiny knife marks on his body.

Of course, the Sword Demon was not in a good position either. The severe wounds continued to burst open, and the gash in his stomach even looked like his intestines and internal organs were leaking out.

"Old guy! You don't want your life!!"

Zoran roared angrily, as if accepting Ling Chi, he could only avoid the fatal part as much as possible.

Both of them were in an absolutely seriously injured state. At this time, the sword ghost's frenzied attacks undoubtedly killed a thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses.

"Even if you die, I will drag you to hell with me! It doesn't matter if you can dodge my sword moves a little. With your hands disabled, you have no means of attack!"

"I won!!!"

The sword ghost was completely reduced to an evil spirit, ferocious and crazy, with crimson eyes in the sunken eye sockets. He had lost his mind and only had the thought of killing the person in front of him.

The sword light was raging like a storm, and Zoran in the eye of the storm kept switching pace according to the paper drawings. After adding more than a dozen tiny wounds, his whole body was covered in blood.

"He is crazy! Crazy! Hateful, if this continues, I will die!"

Zoran couldn't help but feel angry, but the angrier he became, the heavier and calmer he became.

Countermeasures, we must do our best to think of countermeasures!

"Now once I stop painting, I will be cut into pieces by the long sword. There will be no way to escape! I must find an opportunity to make him lose his fighting power!"

"I can't use my finger gun, what other attack methods do I have... By the way, Lan Jiao, and Lan Jiao!"

"Think about it quickly, what are the principles and techniques for using Lan Kou?"

The thought of this life-saving straw flashed across his face, just as a sharp sword beam slanted across his face, forming a cross with the light scar on Zoron's lower jaw.

He was slightly stunned, looking at the sword light bursting out in front of him, and murmured to himself, "By the way, how do you achieve a solid sword light that is still sharp after being detached from the sword's blow?"

At this moment, Zoran seemed to have caught the key point that he had not paid attention to.