One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

The dust from the collapse of the house that Aaron knocked down has settled slightly, but the shock in the hearts of the residents of Fishman Street cannot calm down.

There is no trickery or weapons, but more powerful physical strength to suppress the opponent in the field of strength that the opponent is naturally good at.

"It's just the first blow, you won't fall down like this, right?" Zoron's tone was slightly cold, with a hint of sarcasm, and he waited indifferently for Aaron, who was buried in the ruins of the house and had not yet appeared.

The next moment, the rubble under the ruins suddenly splashed open, and Aaron rushed out from below. At the same time, he waved his water-stained palms forward violently, accompanied by a sound like a gunshot, and water droplets sounded like Like bullets, it hit the wide opening that the fish crowd had just avoided.

Dense water droplets enveloped Zoron and struck forward at high speed. For a moment, they seemed to explode like bullets from a hot weapon. Zoren looked at Aaron's sudden and strange attack method, and said "Huh" in surprise, his eyes flashing with a little bit of brilliance.

"Paper painting."

His body keenly caught the trajectory of the water droplets in advance, and after easily dodging almost all the water droplets, Zoren stared at the air in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his palm, trying to catch the last drop of water.

"Tick!"

Small droplets of water fell on the fleshy palm, and crispy smashes and explosions occurred. The strength contained in it made the palm that had been prepared to harden slightly shake.

"It's really water droplets, ordinary sea water." Zoron squinted his eyes and noticed a slight moist feeling on his palms. He was even more certain that the bullet-like move just now was actually a fragile and weak water droplet.

He quickly turned around and looked sideways. The water droplets that had just fallen behind him had all punched dozens of bullet holes in the hard floor.

"The effect produced by simply swinging water droplets is comparable to that of bullets, or even far stronger. This technique is no longer just about brute force, but also requires the ingenious application of strength."

"Even I can't achieve this exquisite mastery of strength."

After thinking about this, Zoren's eyes suddenly looked different when he looked at Aaron. Unexpectedly, I thought I would get revenge by practicing my skills, but I encountered an unexpected surprise.

Aaron, who rushed out of the ruins, saw that Zoran easily dodged all the water strikes he used with all his strength, and even blocked one of the water strikes with his hands. He suddenly felt as if he had been showered with a plate of ice water. Cool to the core.

The overwhelming strength gap between them is still invisible, so he is really hopeless.

"The human freak that bitch Charlie rescued from there?! He's so perverted!"

Aaron cursed secretly. After his anger was extinguished and his rationality returned, he already regretted not taking advantage of Zoren's weakness last time to completely eliminate him.

"What move did you do just now?" Zoron looked at Aaron and asked with great interest.

"Are you hitting the water?" Aaron rolled his eyes, as if he had an idea. He held his breath and forced himself to calm down, and raised his other hand that was stained with water: "Let you see, I am the strongest Water striking skills!"

"Is it coming again?" Zoren looked at the opponent's raised palm with all his attention, and saw Aaron swinging down as hard as before, and the water droplets splashed forward with great force, only hitting the ground a few meters before falling to the ground. , completely lacking the ingenious power contained before.

At the same time, Aaron suddenly stamped on the ground under his feet and fled quickly to a place in the Fishman Street behind him.

"Forehead."

This scene not only made Zoran slightly stunned, but also the surrounding fish-men gang were dumbfounded and couldn't think straight.

"This is boring, Aaron." Zoron shook his head, but his movements did not slow down much. He stepped on the ground with a sharp pace: "Shave!"

His figure quickly disappeared from the spot, and appeared on the ruins of a house more than ten meters away with an afterimage. He continued to start chasing Aaron quickly.

In just a few seconds, Aaron and Zoren disappeared from the streets of Fishman Street one after another.

On the street that was originally a battlefield, dozens of fishmen were silent for a moment, as if digesting the huge information content.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, one of the fishmen said in a daze, "Just now - Aaron escaped, right?"

"If you read it correctly, it is indeed the case."

"Hey, the evil dragon was actually chased and beaten. If it were you, would you believe it?"

"If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I would have thought I was dreaming."

The fishman who said this slapped himself in the face to confirm that he was not dreaming.

"Brothers, what are you waiting for, hurry up and save Aaron!"

Xiao Hachi woke up and shouted. At his reminder, a group of fishmen hurriedly chased in the direction where the two left, leaving three injured fishmen staring blankly.

On the fishman's street houses, Aaron was trying his best to escape, relying on his powerful jumping power to constantly jump from one house to the other roof.

"Hateful! I can't handle that human being - how could he be so strong? It shouldn't be!" Aaron gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so hard that his fingertips fell into his palms.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking wind behind him was getting closer and closer. Aaron ran away and turned his head to look sideways. Before he could find Zoren, a cold word sounded in vain above his head: "Second hit!"

By the time Aaron realized that Zoren had caught up and was above him in the air, it was too late to resist or dodge. Zoran's left foot stepped on the back of Aaron's head unceremoniously, making him dizzy and falling directly to the house below.

Aaron fell and crashed through the roof of the house. His entire body penetrated the two-story ceiling and fell to the bottom of the floor. Zoren landed lightly on the side of the hole in the roof of the house, looking down from above through the hole. There was no light in the house, and it was pitch black.

A humming and dull sound spread from below. Zoran quickly jumped up high as he noticed it. The moment his body just left the roof, Aaron raised his head and straightened his body, bouncing explosively, using his sharp gear nose as a guide. The gun smashed through the roof of the house from bottom to top.

"Hateful, hateful, hateful! You forced me to do it. Today I will risk everything and I will bite you to pieces!!" Aaron roared madly, his eyes were extremely red, and a fang appeared on his left fist at some point. The sharp-toothed fists were swung forward as if hunting prey.

"My own teeth? You are worthy of being a fish-man with shark blood." Zoron narrowed his eyes, clenched his fist hard, and gathered his strength: "Finger gun - punch!!"

Both are in the air, face to face, punching, and the final fist fight determines the winner!

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