NABC Chapter 77 I'm as hard as steel!
Chapter 77 I'm as hard as steel!
"Are all women like that?" Bonnie pursed her lips as she watched Ms. Valentine's coquettish manner.
"Of course not, there are still plenty of good girls."
"What we call her 'green tea' is what we call it in our area."
Kuroro sat on a small stool in the ruins, looking at the comic book in his hands with great interest, and said without looking up.
Then, as if remembering something, she looked up at Bonnie with a puzzled expression: "Why didn't you go to fight again?"
"You didn't ask me to go—" Bonnie said, hands on her hips, looking completely self-righteous.
The scene seemed familiar, except she didn't have any snacks. She searched her pockets, then her clothes, turning them all out, but still couldn't find any.
Her little face showed a bitter expression as she smacked her lips.
I always feel like it's not quite right not to eat something at times like this...
It's all Kuroro's fault! He gave away all the Heavenly Gold, leaving her with no money to secretly store snacks!
"I'm calling you now!" Kuroro said, displeased.
"Where am I supposed to go! There are four couples already, it's a perfect match. What am I, some monster, supposed to do? Besides, why aren't you going?"
Bonnie retorted.
"I'm the leader! What are you talking about! How can the leader strike first in front of his subordinates?! Don't you know the rules?!"
Kuroro roared angrily, then tried to comfort himself.
Forget it, I won't argue with a nine-year-old.
You've grown a year older but haven't made any progress at all!
All that age goes into your stomach!
Just as the two were getting bored and started bickering, a battle ahead had already ended in one of the matches.
"Float—" Ms. Valentine's body floated to its highest point, then immediately changed its weight.
"Ten thousand kilograms of pressure—"
call out--
Her terrifying weight caused her body to slice through the air, hurtling towards Uvogin like a miniature meteor—
Ms. smiled maliciously on Valentine's Day.
"Hahaha—"
"Die, you stupid man!"
"clang--"
The air reverberated with the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and Uvogin's feet sank deep into the earth.
He slowly raised his head, a sinister smile playing on his lips, his arms gleaming with a black sheen.
They actually managed to catch Ms. Valentine's Day's attack quite well!
"How is this possible! Impossible?!"
Ms. Valentine's Day expression vanished, replaced by shock and disbelief!
How could anyone withstand that attack?!
"So light—" Uvogin commented casually.
"Ten thousand kilograms is nothing. I remember when our group leader took us on a trip, we went to a mountain with a scenic area on the top."
The scenic area has seven gates, the first of which weighs 4 tons, and the weight of each subsequent gate increases exponentially.
Uvogin's lips curled into a wild, arrogant smile.
"Guess how many I pushed?"
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation—"
"I'm bad at math, so I can't calculate how heavy it is..."
Uvogin swung his enormous fist and slammed it hard into Ms. Valentine's stomach.
"But it's much heavier than this—"
Ms. Valentine's body caved in instantly, her eye sockets bulged, her eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and she flew backward, crashing into a pile of icicles.
"This Armament Haki is really useful," Uvogin thought, admiring his jet-black arms with a satisfied expression.
If it weren't for the leader's requirement that these ability users be killed alive, Uvogin could have shattered her with a single deliberate punch!
Uvogin threw Ms. Valentine in front of Chrollo.
Another fruit has been added to the harvest!
"Uvogin's strength has increased again~" Kuroro commented with satisfaction.
Furthermore, his Armament Haki has improved from beginner to intermediate level, and he is now capable of partially binding and hardening it.
"As expected of the person with the highest physical stats in the Phantom Troupe, it seems that the development of Armament Haki is indeed related to the level of physical development."
"Yay—all those green tea girls deserve to die!" Bonnie said succinctly.
Kuroro looked up at her in surprise. Such insight at such a young age, is this talent?
The second to finish the battle was Phinks.
"Explosive Kick—!"
"Explosive Fist—!"
"A booger bomb—!"
"Air burst—!"
Boom! Bang! Crack!
A series of explosions rang out in the field, with flames and smoke mingling and billowing everywhere.
Mr. 5's figure flashed rapidly through the smoke, and explosive bursts slammed into the transparent barrier in front of Phinks.
But the barrier remained as immovable as a towering mountain wall.
After several rounds, Mr. 5 was drenched in sweat, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing heavy.
Phinks just stood there lazily, even having the leisure to pick his ear with his little finger.
This barrier ability is great in every way, but it's just a bit too boring...
"Have you had enough?"
"It's time for me to play—"
Phinks' arm began to spin, and astonishing energy gathered on his right arm.
"Ten Fists of Heaven's Return"
With a loud bang, a golden light flashed, and Mr. 5, bruised and battered, fell from the sky.
"If you ask me, since art is all about explosions, why don't you just perform a self-destruction? Why bother picking your nose...?"
Finks turned back, looking utterly disappointed.
Kuroro nodded repeatedly as he watched, and Phinks became increasingly adept at switching between defense and attack.
After arriving in the world of One Piece, stimulated by the powerful, everyone began to evolve as Chrollo had predicted.
For a moment, only Third Brother and Ms. Golden Week remained on the field.
.......
His teammates suffered a series of crushing defeats, yet the third brother was still there, taunting them.
"Do you even know who I am?!"
"I'm Mr. 3 from Baroque Works!"
"We're ranked according to ability, which means I'm number three!"
"I am capable of defeating you all on my own!"
"Extra Large Candle Set Service -"
Mr.3 sprayed out a massive amount of liquid, forming a giant tower of white wax resembling a fancy cake in front of everyone.
The giant Halloween pumpkin at the top slowly rotated, and a thin layer of wax mist gently fell in all directions.
Where the wax mist falls, everything will gradually turn into candles.
"You're all doomed—turn into wax figures under my candlestick! Horo horo horo—"
Noticing this, Kuroro looked over, his eyes showing surprise.
Third brother is awesome!
This ability to alter the surrounding environment through the effects of its own fruit is clearly a sign of fruit awakening!
Third Brother has already shown signs of the fruit awakening!
No wonder he was able to successfully ambush Dorry and Brogy in the original story, and even stop Magellan's furious attack in Impel Down.
He has a high level of development in his Devil Fruit abilities, putting him ahead of most people!
However, Third Brother is a person with extremely polarized opinions...
His physical attributes and martial arts skills are extremely weak, to an absurd degree, meaning he will never be able to develop Haki in his lifetime.
Such a person cannot defeat Nobunaga.
The falling wax mist didn't land on anyone; instead, it defied the laws of nature and drifted upwards into the sky.
Bonnie gazed at the magnificent scene, her eyes sparkling with hearts.
"Wow, snow falling in the opposite direction!"
Mr. 3 stared in astonishment at the scene. The wax mist couldn't fall on the group, so it couldn't affect them.
"What exactly is going on?"
"Damn it—"
"You've forced me to use my ultimate weapon! My most outstanding art—the candle champion!"
The wax slowly enveloped Mr. 3, then accumulated and solidified, forming a massive robot-shaped suit of armor nearly ten meters tall.
The sight of the Indian guy's head stuck on top of the robot's head is quite comical, and he's still yelling.
"The solidified wax is as hard as steel, and I am as hard as steel now!"
Your knife simply cannot cut through it!
"Die—"
He realized that the wax mist was influenced by the enemy ahead, so he manipulated the Candle Champion and charged straight at Nobunaga with astonishing power!
"Heh, steel, huh..."
Nobunaga wore a strange expression, placed his hands on the hilt of his sword, and assumed a ready stance.
"Slashing is not such an inconvenient thing..."