Pirates: Invincible At The Beginning

"Iron Body?"

Sorata looked at the place where his feet touched Corus, a strange flash in his eyes.

As expected of cp0!

He has cultivated Iron Body to this level, but he doesn't know the upper limit.

Thinking of him quickly retracting his feet, his left foot was instantly covered with armed colors, he turned around, spun 360 degrees, and with a "bang", it hit Korus' chest.

Boom——!

The greater wind pressure rushed towards the surroundings, causing the little brothers behind Sorata to involuntarily narrow their eyes.

"Is it still useless?"

"What the hell"

Although his boxing skills are not good, it is not something that ordinary people can catch, not to mention that he is also entangled with Armament Haki.

Looking down at the surprise in Sorata's eyes, Korus calmly said, "Your kicks are useless to me! I am the cp0 officer known as 'the strongest shield of Celestial Dragons'!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and inserted his index finger into Sorata's head.

"Finger Pistol!"

His Iron Body has long been cultivated to the point where it can be moved and cast.

So this guy can use Iron Body unlimitedly in actual combat to maximize defense.

Red light flashed in Sorata's eyes, and he turned his head to the right to easily avoid Corus' fingers, then bent down, holding the knife in his left hand and the handle of Zhankong in his right hand, staring up at Corus' chest.

Fist is useless, what about the knife!

"Draw your sword and chop!"

With a flash of light, it slanted upwards and quickly slashed towards Corus' chest.

Feeling the endless sharpness on his chest, Corus hurriedly put a layer of dark Armament Haki on his chest.

boom--!

After only a moment of stalemate, Corus was chopped off by the power of Sorata's knife.

With a "whoosh", it flew towards the pile of rocks behind the boulders on the shore.

boom--!

It smashed hard into the ground.

Sorata put the knife back into its sheath, looking at the pile of rocks surrounded by smoke and dust, the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Pretend, I let you pretend!"

"Return Iron Body, if you have the ability, you don't need Armament Haki!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Sorata laughed, pulled off the wine gourd and took a sip, then turned to look at Melason, "Hey! Old man, I heard that you are an old Marine who was at the same time as Garp. How can you be so miserable! You can only be in the Served as the head of the branch base near the first island of the Grand Line."

Melason looked at Sorata, and slowly took off the Marine coat on her body, pulled off the tie, and unbuttoned the top of the shirt, revealing her strong upper body.

The old man's height is not considered tall, he is not as tall as Sorata, but at this moment, he exudes an aura that only a peerless powerhouse can have.

He raised his hands in front of him, squeezed his fingers together, and made a "pop" sound, like frying beans.

"Since it is known that I am at the same time as Garp, and was placed on the first island, do you know why?"

"why?"

Sorata looked excitedly at Merason.

Although the chief of cp0 just now is strong, but his strength is limited. Sorata really wants to kill him, that is, it is a one-shot thing.

But the old man in front of him was different, he felt the pressure from the opponent.

"why!"

Merason attached the black Armament Haki with both hands, and kicked his feet on the ground.

With a sound of "whoosh", he appeared in front of Sorata in an instant.

"Of course it's because the old man is strong enough!"

After finishing speaking, he clenched his right hand into a fist, pulled it back, and then slammed into Sorata like a fired shell.

"So fast!"

Sorata looked at Merason with a look of surprise in her eyes.

The old man's "shaving" was much faster than the cp0 chief just now, so fast that it was like teleporting.

Seeing the pitch-black fist in front of him, feeling the sharpness above, Sorata quickly put away his contempt, and dared not greet with his fist, because these old guys, it can be said that they have spent their entire lives on fists and feet.

Facing the fist that Merason had practiced for decades, he drew his knife instantly, and the knife was covered with armed colors.

"Draw your sword and chop!"

clang--!

The two were in a stalemate, and a storm formed by a shock wave rushed towards the surroundings recklessly, and a piece of the beach was sunken under their feet.

The storm blew across the beach, causing the sand on the entire beach to tremble and flutter with the wind, making no matter whether it was Sorata's group, Marine's side, or CP's side, they couldn't help but head towards the shore.

"Old man, you are quite old, and your strength is not bad!"

Sorata stared at the pressure on the old man's fist, the veins on his arm and forehead popping out.

This old man was the third strong man he met.

The first two, the first being the Golden Lion, died.

The second one is Marine Admiral, a yellow-skinned monkey. Since he didn't want to fight this guy, he tried it out and settled down hastily.

The third one is the old man in front of him.

As expected of Marine's veteran Vice Admiral, with this strength, as long as he is willing, no pirate should be able to pass by him!

No wonder the number five route, there are basically no supernovas, and the powerful pirate group sails from here to Sabaody Archipelago.

He heard this news from Huo Bird.

I thought it might be luck, or it might be that the countries on this route are too powerful, such as Bada in the Kingdom of Bath.

Now I know, it turned out to be this old guy!

As long as there is this guy guarding the door, let alone a supernova, as long as there is a little bit of fame and strength in the pirate group, they should all be sent into the submarine prison by Melason, "Impel down"!

Sensing the armed color on Zhankong, which faintly threatened to collapse, Sorata quickly retracted the knife calmly, then quickly replenished the armed color, and quickly slashed towards Melason's fist.

clang--!

"The best use of armed color!"

Sorata stared at Merason, excitement flashed in her eyes.

Melason looked at Sorata, another fist rushed towards Sorata's head.

"Little ghost, since you met the old man, you are unlucky, you should go to Impel down for a walk!"

"That's not certain!"

Sorata looked at Merason, the corners of her mouth were upturned, her eyes were red, she twisted her toes on the ground, rubbed her ears against Merason's left fist, and retreated to the right.

"Can you run away?"

Mellason looked at Sorata, paused with his left fist in the air, then turned around, quickly changed direction, and smashed it down on Sorata's face.

"The old man is so cruel!"

"I have such a handsome face, you are willing to be cruel."

Feeling the inevitable fist in front of him, a trace of helplessness flashed in Sorata's eyes, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

"Ok!"

Melason's fist went through Sorata's head and stopped in the air.

Between movement and stillness, what is displayed is unparalleled control over strength and over one's own body.

"Is it an afterimage?"

Melason stood where he was, red light flashed in his eyes, and the armed color on his hands gradually receded.

He shouted to the outside: "Little devil, do you know how to run?"

"It's not running, but I have something to explain."

The figure of Sorata appeared next to Kuina on the shore, looked at Melason on the beach, and chuckled lightly.

"Don't worry, wait a minute, I'll fight with you!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Bada.

"Bada, let's separate here. All the masters on this island are here. What you have to do is to rescue your own people."

"Sorata..."

"All right."

Sorata interrupted him, "I'll wait until I get back to say what I'm grateful for. Now is not the time to relax! You have to hurry up, the world government and marine might come to support you at any time."

"At that time, I will be no match for four hands with two fists, that's not good!"

"understood."

Bada looked at Sorata with determination in his eyes, then quickly turned around and rushed into the pile of rocks on the bank with his younger brothers.

He has been to this island more than once in the past few years, and he already knows where the people on the island are being held.

"Hey! Wait, wait."

Firebird looked at Bada, rushed over quickly, stopped them, and took out a camera phone bug from his backpack and handed it to Bada.

"Bada, take this recording phone bug and record all the situations on the island, so that we can make news when the time comes!"

He wants to record Sorata's heroic fighting posture here, but he will not follow Bada to watch the human tragedy on the island.

If it weren't for the fact that their newspaper had a deal with Sorata, he might not have handed over the camera phone bug to Bada.

Because he has no interest in what happened on this island.

Right now, he's only interested in Sorata.

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