One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

In the ongoing life-and-death battle, the sword ghost desperately used his sword to attack the storm. Zoran painted on paper as if he was dancing on the tip of the sword.

Even if he made a mistake or slacked off, his body would be torn into pieces by the sharp sword light.

But at this time, Zoren was just relying on his body's fighting instinct to dodge paper drawings. During his rapid analysis, everything around him seemed to slowly come to a standstill.

"Suppose that the entry-level foundation for becoming a true swordsman is cutting iron, but this is still a physical sword slash. The next level up is a vacuum slash that can break the air."

"Is this related to Arashi Kaku? If the cause of the vacuum slash is to rely on the sharpness of the sword blade, strong bowl force, control strength and speed to create a sword slash, then Arashi Kou uses the thighs and feet as the Sword.”

"If you want to perform this real Lan Kou, apart from local hardening of the muscles under the foot, accelerated blood flow, and concentration of body strength, what else is missing?"

As he traced the principles of Lan's foot skills and got closer to the answer, Zoren's dark eyes became brighter.

He couldn't help but said in surprise, "Yes, it's strength, no, more accurately it should be strength and momentum."

Zoran finally realized that simply concentrating and utilizing power was just brute force, not skill. Such power will continue to weaken after leaving the body, but the strength is different.

Therefore, if you want to launch a real Arashi kick, the most important thing is to have a precise grasp of the power of the kick, as well as to use the power of the kick.

"I hope that as I have judged, the remaining physical strength in the body is no longer enough to conduct the experiment. There is only one chance!"

Zoran sighed secretly, lowered his feeble hands, his eyes shrank in concentration, and his breathing sank nervously.

The moment he used the paper painting to retreat slightly and switch steps, he completely gave up his dodge for a moment, and the flying slash tore his right chest apart.

When his body was seriously injured, Zoren's body tensed up infinitely, twisted his body, raised his right foot, and kicked it upward diagonally.

“Let’s use this move to determine the outcome!”

While he was shouting, all the energy, faith and strength inside and outside the human body were concentrated on this one foot!

"Sixth Form—Arashi Kick!!!"

The ultra-high-speed kick suddenly tore the air apart, and at the end of the dragging bird's cry, the scorching blue-white vacuum slash burst out in the shape of a crescent moon with the trajectory of the foot!

"This is...Ghost Slash!" The sword ghost's expression changed, and he quickly raised his sword to block, but his movements were still half a beat slower, and he was forced to use a frontal slash.

The swipe of the long sword Demon Slayer met Zoren's final attack of faith, the Arashi's kick.

"laugh!"

After the slashes and kicks came into contact, the bursts of air disappeared, and the dust and gravel that filled the air suddenly enveloped the two of them.

The fierce battle finally calmed down, and the original cold silence of the prison was restored.

When the dust settled, Zoron was first exposed with scars all over his body. The blood on his body was still flowing downwards. His body kept the last kicking action of Lan's feet, and then he fell back with a sigh of relief. The word 'big' paralyzed on the ground.

The sword ghost on the opposite side showed up, with countless fatal wounds on his body, and his hand was still holding the long sword tightly.

"you."

He uttered a word tremblingly, and moved slightly towards Zoren.

"That's enough." Zoron grinned and said firmly, "I have promised many people that I will never die."

The long sword fell to the ground, and the steel material that had been overloaded instantly shattered into countless sharp blade fragments.

The sword demon's lips trembled and his eyes stared at Zoron on the ground. He wanted to say something, but blood spurted out.

However, from his left shoulder to his thigh, an incision caused by Lan's kick was clearly exposed, smoothly and symmetrically extending to his back.

Along with the building wall behind the sword ghost, a notch spanning more than ten meters also appeared.

"I don't want to die."

After saying these words with difficulty, the sword ghost's body fell forward feebly, reduced to corpses like the surrounding jailers.

"Huh, it's really dangerous." Zollen twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

This battle was too thrilling and difficult to win. I fought on the verge of life and death countless times and tried my best to survive.

He couldn't help but think: "If the sword demon showed his true strength earlier, even with decades of neglected swordsmanship and a severely injured body, he could still kill me smoothly. This is the real strong man. "

The saying that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse still makes sense.

From this moment on, Zoron yearned even more for the world of strong men.

"Tap tap."

The dull sound of military boots on the floor came. Zoran raised his head slightly and looked up, and said with a smile, "It's all over, why is it only now..."

Before he finished speaking, when his eyes fell on the visitor, his expression instantly froze in shock.

The tall figure of the visitor was wearing a prison guard's generous overcoat, with a hat pulled down to the bottom, and a cigar hanging from his head. Who could it be if it wasn't the warden, Yuzhi Shiliu.

"I didn't expect you to be able to kill him. I underestimated you again, Zoron." Yuzhiliu grinned and took a leisurely puff of his cigar.

Seeing that the high-level reinforcements he had been waiting for finally arrived, Zoron couldn't be happier and fell into solemn silence.

Ame Zhiliu said to herself, "I have been observing you these past few months. It is really amazing. You have basically mastered the Sixth Form of the Navy in a short period of time. Such a talent is too scary."

"It would be okay if such a person was on my side, but it's a pity that you were in the wrong position from the beginning."

Having said this, he no longer concealed his murderous intent and looked at Zoren who collapsed on the ground.

Zuolun's heart skipped a beat and he said calmly, "Warden Yuzhiliu, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Please stop pretending. You already know that I am the one who released the Sword Demon from the sixth floor underground." Yuzhiliu said solemnly.

"That's right." Zoron could only nod his head and said, "When the Sword Demon said that someone tortured him every day, I thought of you."

"How did you come up with it?"

"That's it." Zoron hesitated for a moment and cursed secretly: Do you want me to say that the barrage spoilers gave it to me!

He temporarily changed his words and said, "The only person who can quietly release the prisoners on the sixth floor underground is you as the warden."

"That's right, but no matter how much punishment is given to such a wicked person, it is still reasonable." Yuzhiliu said with narrowed eyes.

"When the warden behaves like this, doesn't he also break the rules of Impel Down City?" Zoron said seriously.

"The strong are the standard for making rules!" Yuzhiliu sneered, looked at Zoron and smiled, "I know you are very cunning and want to continue to delay time, right? I will not be as stupid as the Sword Demon and will stay. The opportunity is given to you!”

After Zoran heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart sank.

Yu Zhiliu lowered his body, picked up a fragment of the long sword on the ground, and held it between his two fingers: "Remember, you were killed by the sword demon, and you will die together here."

He smiled sinisterly and was about to use the fragment of the sword as a hidden weapon to pierce Zoren's neck.

At the same time.

A series of familiar moon-stepping sounds suddenly erupted from the passage behind him.

"This is!"

Zoren's eyes widened in surprise, and he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

"Damn it!"

Yu Zhiliu's expression changed, and he quickly wiped Zoren's neck with a sharp blade.

"You bastard, what are you going to do to my apprentice!"

A figure flew through the air at an extremely fast speed, with an unparalleled speed. It caught up with a kick and kicked Yu Zhiliu.

With a powerful and brutal kick, the energy around him exploded, and Yuzhiliu groaned in pain, unable to stop himself from rolling and flying backwards.

"Apprentice, are you okay?"

A burly middle-aged man fell from the sky, took the place of Shiliu Ame, and grinned at Zoron.

"It's okay, something almost happened, you bastard master!"

Zoran rolled his eyes. The edge of the sharp blade had already touched the skin of his throat, and his head was actually separated after half a beat.

However, when Lars appeared, he was completely relieved, knowing that everything was really settled.