One Piece: Fire Emperor Arrives

"You are obviously short in stature, but you have to use weapons that can only be used by tall people?" Fenamore stood up, and his aura suddenly became heavier.

"Even though I have already reminded him, he actually mentioned the word 'short' in front of Fenamore for the second time. Is this guy an idiot?" Feeling the momentum rising from Fenamore, Yanliu looked at him with pity. Looking at Senior, he whispered: "Fenamore is really angry this time. That guy...will die?"

"This kid has become dangerous." Senior Piqué also felt the change in Fenamore's momentum, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because in his opinion, he had already mastered Fenamore. Lei's flawless self has already won this battle, and the next step is just a matter of time to determine the winner.

Thinking of this, Senior Piqué smiled while biting his pacifier, and then he sank into the ground and sneaked towards Fenamore's location from the ground.

Fenamore stood there, holding the naginata beside him with one hand. The heavy aura on his body was still rising. This powerful aura caused the air around him to distort. From a distance, Look, through this distortion, Finamore's body, which is clearly only eighty centimeters tall, actually gives people the illusion that he is eight meters tall.

"Hahaha, kid, I caught you again..." Senior Piqué emerged from the ground and was about to reach out to hug the motionless Fener Morey, but as soon as he came out of the ripples, he saw the momentum The tall Fenamore in the distortion was stunned for a moment.

Whoosh!

Fenamore's body flashed and he appeared in front of Senior Pique in an instant. His eyes happened to meet with Senior Pique. The latter felt as if he was shocked by the domineering aura of the king. All of a sudden, there was a brief moment of trance.

"I have always believed that whether a person is tall or not should not be judged by his height. 'Heart' is the most important criterion. So as long as the heart is tall enough, even a short person can become a giant in the eyes of the world. !”

"Let you see it."

"Even though I'm short, I can still perform tall sword skills!"

Fenamore's voice was like thunder, and his twisted tall figure slowly raised the naginata. When Fenamore raised the naginata, his figure was still in the eyes of Senior Piqué. It grew bigger, until the naginata in Fenamore's hand was cut down, and in the eyes of Senior Piqué, his figure had become like a mountain, countless times taller than the giants.

This kind of shock, which extended from the soul to the vision, even made Senior Pique forget to resist.

"The heart-shaking sword technique: the high mountains stand still!"

Fenamore slashed down diagonally with his sword, leaving a scar on Senior Pique's body that extended from his left chest to his right hip. A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound.

"Does the mountain stand still?" The pacifier in Señor Pique's mouth fell. He used up his last strength, looked at the twisted tall figure of Fenamore, and murmured: "Sure enough, it's amazing. It’s shocking... what a great swordsmanship!"

After saying that, Senior Piqué slowly lost consciousness and then fell directly to the ground.

"It's amazing. Your sword skills are still so shocking. Even I was so shocked that I thought you were really tall." Yanliu praised while clapping his hands.

"Shut up!" Fenamore scolded Yanliu and then looked at the SAD factory and said in a deep voice: "Don't be too careless. This war has just begun."

"Hey, hey, I understand." Ganliu waved his hands quickly, and then asked: "I heard that the person stationed in this factory is a cadre of the Don Quixote family with natural abilities. Do we want to go in and help Kukai? "

"No need." Fenamore shook his head and said, "Even if the opponent is a natural-type ability user, Kukai will not lose. We just need to guard the gate of this factory."

"Yes, that guy is now a real 'swordsman'. In terms of swordsmanship, not even Gumby can beat him. How could he be defeated by a mere natural-type ability user?" Ganliu said in agreement.

In the factory, it was already a world of ice and snow.

This is the battlefield between Kukai and Monet. Monet, whose arms have been condensed into wings by ice and snow, is flying high in the sky. With his wings waving at high speed, snowballs in the shape of white rabbits are instantly released from the tops of the feathers of the wings. It hit Kukai below.

"Snow bunny!"

One after another, the snow rabbits crashed down from high altitude towards Kukai. Their weight and speed actually caused ear-piercing sounds as they fell, which showed how powerful they were.

Kukai raised his arm, and the famous sword "Lingkong" in his hand rotated slightly, and the blade exuded a sharp edge.

"Sword of the Sky·Three Styles·Thunder Flash!"

Swish, swish, swish! ! ~~~

The volleying sword light in Kukai's hand flashed, and the sharp slashes were like lightning flashing through the snow rabbits, and then all the snow rabbits that were falling rapidly were split into two in an instant.

After cutting down those snow rabbits, Kukai changed his posture, held the volley in his hand horizontally, and then swung the sword with all his strength at Monet in the sky.

"Sword of the Sky·One Style·Blue Bird!"

The cyan slash was like a giant bird chirping, flying gorgeously towards Monet. Monet waved her wings to avoid it, but the blue bird was faster, passing by her left wing, and directly chopped Monet's arm and ice and snow wings together. Falling, blood splashed all over the ground.

Monet, who had lost an arm, looked pale and could not maintain her balance and almost fell from the sky. Fortunately, she used her ability to condense the ice and snow wings again in time and stabilized her balance.

Monet's arm fell to Kukai's feet, but Kukai didn't even look at it, and the stern expression on his face didn't even change at all.

Kukai would not feel pity for his enemies, even for beautiful women like Monet.

Kukai's sharp eyes were fixed on Monet. The sword in his hand changed again. He held Lingkong tightly and then turned his wrist. The famous sword Lingkong in his hand also rotated rapidly with his wrist, and the sharp slashes followed the blade. It rotated and condensed, and finally formed a hurricane-like airflow.

"Sword of the Sky, Second Style, Kuanglan!"

Kukai aimed his rotating arm at Monet in the air, and then the hurricane-like slash in his hand roared towards Monet.

“Igloo!”

Monet looked at the slashing hurricane that swept towards him, his face suddenly turned pale with shock, and then he waved his wings to change form, and the wings condensed with ice and snow turned into a thick wall of snow to wrap up his entire body.

Clang, clang, clang! ~~~

The ice and snow created by Monet's igloo was as hard as steel. Kukai's hurricane-like slashes kept hitting it, leaving only deep slashes but failing to completely break it.