One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

This is the prison where ferocious monsters are kept, the second underground floor where wild beasts rage, the Hell of Monsters.

"His!"

A monster with the shape of a snake's head and the body of a chicken, with a twitching tail, ran wildly and domineeringly in the corridor.

As a snake born from a chicken, this hybrid mutant monster has the same hobby as the man-eating lion, which is born to eat humans.

Facing the prisoner who had devoured countless people on the second underground floor was a black-haired boy wearing a jailor's attire.

For a month, all the prisoners who were still alive in the second floor of the Warcraft Hell basically knew that there was a strange jailer coming to Impel Down City, and he would provoke the Warcraft jailers on the second floor every day whenever he had nothing to do.

"Come again!"

Zoren kept shouting coldly, and under the galloping screams of the cockatrice, he launched an attack head on without any fear.

"shave!"

His footsteps hit the floor at super high speed, and his whole body was like a taut spring rocket. His figure was so fast that he couldn't see clearly and pulled out a long black line afterimage, crossing a distance of nearly ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The Cockatrice was stunned for a moment, but before it could react, it was hit by Zoren's two fingers that he quickly raised.

The fingertips were slightly used as a pistol to aim, and after aiming at the cockatrice's body, the next moment——

"Point gun? Shoot continuously!"

The two fingers he extended from each hand used the principle of a finger gun to launch rapid attacks.

The moment it was performed, it was more like a machine gun with a thermal weapon than a bare-handed move. The air made a series of piercing sounds. The Cockatrice in front only lasted a few seconds, as if it had withstood hundreds of bullets. He rolled his eyes and collapsed with gunshot wounds all over his body.

Since these ogre monsters were also called "jailers", that is, Zoron's "colleagues" in advancing the city, he did not choose to kill them. He just grabbed food and arranged training battles on a daily basis.

"Whirring whirring--"

The continuous blows with the finger gun still consumed a lot of energy. Zoran sat down on the unconscious Cockatrice with a cold analysis on his lips: "In terms of ability to withstand beatings, the man-eating lion is better, although the chicken Monsters like snake beasts are superior in speed and agility.”

During this period of time, the two large groups of jailers, the man-eating lion and the cockatrice, have made great breakthroughs in the practice of the six movements for Zoran.

At least the finger gun has been basically mastered, and Shao has become proficient in constant battles. The iron block and moon step have a close relationship with the first two styles in principle, and they have also begun to get started.

It's just that he still didn't have much understanding of the paper painting and the Lan kick of the last two postures of the six postures.

"The iron block maximizes the use of the local hardening principle of the finger gun to various parts of the body to resist physical strikes. The moon step is a derivative of shaving, which is relatively easy to understand."

"As for Lan Kou, it seems that he uses his thighs to make super-high-speed swings in the air, which means he works hard to enhance blood circulation, but in fact it doesn't seem to be that simple."

Thinking of this, Zoron immediately jumped off the body of his fellow jailor Cockatrice, regardless of the venue.

He stood firm, took a deep breath and lifted his right leg up to an arc, stimulating the blood flow in the thigh to accelerate. As he exhaled, he suddenly split his right leg down.

"Bang!!!"

The right leg turned into an afterimage of black lightning, and with the roar of the wind, it struck the ground in an arc, shattering the hard floor like a spider web.

Looking at the terrifying cracks under his feet, Zoran frowned and sighed dissatisfied: "It's really wrong. This only enhances the destructive power of high-speed kicks. It is not enough to instantly burst out a vacuum slash as sharp as a blade, let alone be able to The kind of kick that breaks an entire building apart.”

"What is the key point of the principle of Lanji?"

"There is also paper painting, which relies on the body's keen piercing force to see through attacks as if predicting the future and dodge them. This has nothing to do with muscle hardening, strength condensation or blood control, but more like cooperating with people. Physical skills using the five senses.”

"Sure enough, it's not that simple to master all six postures!"

If Zoren's unsatisfied words at this time were heard by Lars, who claimed to have learned the six moves in three years and was very proud of it, he would not know what he would think.

"Forget it, let's completely master the finger gun and shave first."

As if looking for a target for sparring, Zoren glanced around, and then discovered an abnormality that he had not noticed. The area around the prison corridor had been quiet from the time he knocked down the cockatrice until now, and no other things could be seen. Traces of cockatrices or man-eating lions.

He showed a puzzled look: "At this time, shouldn't the jailer's reinforcements have arrived long ago?"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the roar of huge footsteps shook the hell level of Warcraft.

It was not the aftermath caused by the man-eating lion, but more like the shock caused by the huge force hitting the ground when the outer wall of the pushing city was hit by a super-large sea king. [The general buildings and prison floors of Impel Down City are located below sea level, while management personnel and senior executives are generally located on the upper floors]

"If it's not a man-eating lion or a cockatrice, then it's the only big guy on this floor—"

Thinking of this, Zoran's face changed slightly, and he looked at the end of the open corridor with vigilance.

If we say that in the second level of Warcraft Hell, the only thing that Zoron could not use as a training opponent was not the prisoners who were bound by shackles, nor were they the group of man-eating lions that gathered together to go crazy.

But -

The roaring sound that shook the eardrums became clearer and clearer. Finally, after patches of hairy shadows emerged from the corner, a huge sphinx of Warcraft monster appeared under Zoron's gaze.

The huge appearance of a hill of more than ten meters is similar to that of a man-eating lion, but it carries a more wild and terrifying threat, with ferocious fangs and thick hair, and a twisted face with a strange expression.

The Sphinx, the Sphinx, is the absolute leader of the Warcraft Hell on the second underground floor.

"I'm not sleeping at this point, I'm actually awake!"

After seeing the figure of the Sphinx, Zoren turned around and fled quickly in the other direction without any hesitation.

His face turned slightly blue, and there was a hint of panic and fear in his eyes.

Half a month ago, I met the leader of this floor, Sphinx, by chance. At that time, I used an unskilled iron block to defend myself, but I was still slapped by it, causing serious injuries and vomiting blood.

From that time on, Zoren had no intention of contacting him again.

This monster, in terms of speed, strength, and attack power, is an absolute monster, far beyond what those cockatrices or man-eating lion jailers can match.

"It is impossible to have the strength to fight with him at the moment, so we can only avoid it!"

Zoren had just rushed out more than ten meters away when a high-pitched roar suddenly sounded behind him. It was obvious that the Sphinx had discovered him.

"shave!"

Now that he was discovered, he no longer hesitated to burst into speed, and rushed towards the corner at the end of the corridor as fast as he could.

"Roar!!!"

The Sphinx let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, and then chased after Zoron, his steps like huge thunder.

Two updates qaq early tomorrow