Sulong!
Vidal was still replaying Bengelasaisi's words in his mind. "Tearing apart the navy on that warship right in front of me?"
Hmm, this is quite difficult, isn't it?
When he saw the humanoid black cat in front of him suddenly transform into a humanoid leopard, he was stunned for a mere fraction of a second.
Is he Zoan Devil Fruit user?
But looking at this guy's form, why does it look so familiar? Isn't this Rob Lucci's Zoan- Zoan Cat-Cat Fruit, Leopard Mode?
If you look at the timeline, that kid who the World Government calls the strongest and most ruthless 'killing weapon' in CP9 history seems to be born next year.
He just doesn't know where this little guy is, otherwise Vidal wouldn't mind taking in another son.
However, considering that he started carrying out missions at the age of thirteen, it is very likely that he was adopted by the government as an infant and then subjected to brainwashing and brutal training from a young age.
At the same time, he finally understood why this pirate crew was called Leopard Cat. He had been wondering why a pirate crew with a black cat-shaped Mink Tribe as its captain would have the word "leopard" added to their name.
You're not a leopard Leopard Cat!
So cats and leopards are two different forms. That's quite interesting, Vidal chuckled to himself.
As for why he didn't chat with Bengelasaisi, well, he had no interest in wasting words on a dying man.
He probably just wants to find a decent opponent to fight.
However, since this Bengelasaisi is Mink Tribe, is it possible that he also has a third form from his memories?
To be honest, he was actually looking forward to that one more.
But Bengelasaisi was unaware of what Vidal was thinking. Having completely transformed into his Zoan Human-Beast Form, he could clearly feel the surging power within him.
This gave him immense confidence and courage, and his gaze toward Vidal began to reveal a fierce glint, the look of a hunter eye on its prey.
Unfortunately, Vidal's expression remained unchanged, as if he had only watched a brief and uninteresting performance of one animal transforming into another.
[Bang--]
Bengelasaisi hated his expression, and even more so his perpetually calm gaze. He shattered the deck beneath his feet with a single kick, appearing before Vidal with a thunderous roar.
"That's interesting."
Vidal raised an eyebrow and punched the leopard's claws, which Coating countless electric snakes. Instantly, green light and blue lightning clashed fiercely in front of the two.
"That was a good punch!"
The newly promoted naval Colonel secretly admired the opponent's Haki claws, which piqued his interest.
[Bang! Bang! Bang bang! Bang! Bang!]
In an instant, the two engaged in a battle several times more intense than before within the medium-sized Ship Prison, their fists and claws clashing repeatedly.
Blue electricity, surging green light, towering air currents, beast-like roars, and the sounds of explosions from ship cabins, decks, and cannons filled the not-so-large space.
However, as the chase, collisions, intersections, and collisions continued, Bengelasaisi grew increasingly alarmed and uneasy.
The constant blows he was receiving, and the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, were a constant reminder that he couldn't win!
We can't beat them at all!
Moreover, Vidal's smile, which resembled a cat playing with Nezumi, clearly indicated that this bastard hadn't used his full strength yet.
[Boom!]
Just then, after what seemed like the umpteenth time the two had faced off, Vidal seemed to get a little more serious.
The speed and force of the punch increased several times in an instant, tearing through the air and slamming into the abdomen of the humanoid leopard.
A terrifying force and a surging fist wind exploded in the green light, Bengelasaisi fell from mid-air as a blur, crashing through the flimsy deck and sinking deep into the ship's cabin.
"Could I really be dead like this?" Vidal thought, his body slowly falling back onto the deck at the other end.
However, Bengelasaisi once again proved the incredible endurance of Zoan Devil Fruit users. Despite looking disheveled, he managed to crawl out of the ship crater.
"I can't go on, I'll die! If this keeps up, I really will die!"
"This guy is too strong, unbelievably strong. Could he be Vice Admiral, or even Admiral, in the navy?"
Bengelasaisi could no longer hide the terror on his face, and looked at Vidal with trembling eyes.
He had heard before that there were strong men in the Navy, and top-tier strongmen comparable to 'Golden Lion' and 'Whitebeard'.
But he'd never had the chance to see it for himself, and now he felt he'd finally had the opportunity!
It must be said that these frogs in a well are indeed prone to overestimating themselves. They are arrogant, thinking they are already the strongest in the ocean, and that only the top-tier people can surpass them.
Bengelasaisi had this mentality.
But he didn't want to die, and with great difficulty, he managed to sneak away from the back of that peaceful, tranquil elephant that made him feel so uncomfortable.
He'd only enjoyed a few years of freedom, how could he die here?
What to do?
What to do!
Oh, right, the moon. Those old Mink Tribe seem to have said that if we Minks look up at the moon, we might gain even greater power!
Bengelasaisi ripped open his already tattered white trench coat, revealing his bare leopard-print upper body, and stared intently at the moon in the night sky.
He was gambling, gambling that he could obtain the power known as the 'Sulong' form, and then use it to defeat the formidable enemy before him, and then wipe out all the marines on that warship!
Vidal naturally saw Bengelasaisi's actions as well; he wasn't the type to just watch someone else unleash their power.
But I'm really looking forward to seeing that stunning 'Sulong' form. If I miss this guy, I don't know when I'll be able to meet another Mink Tribe again.
Most importantly, he was full of confidence in his abilities. Besides, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance of things going wrong...
Hmm. Isn't there a big shot watching from behind?
Bengelasaisi stared intently at the bright moon, and gradually the moonlight made his already vertical pupils narrow even further, while also gradually turning them reddish.
The silvery moonlight flickered on his body, while a large amount of electric light burst forth from his body. Soon, his entire body, covered in yellow and black leopard spots, turned white at a visible speed from head to toe.
His fur grew longer and thicker, especially his hair, which grew wildly and instantly transformed into a head of long white hair Coating with blue electric snakes and floating upwards automatically.
[Crack!]
Suddenly, as if the entire transformation process was about to end, a bolt of Inazuma struck down from the night sky, and countless dazzling bolts of lightning exploded on the ship.
To be honest, the special effects were quite impressive, so much so that Vidal subconsciously squinted, which reminded him of a certain glittering friend.
When all the lightning dissipated, leaving only a few electric snakes dancing lively among the deck and vines, Bengelasaisi stared at Vidal with his almost completely red eyes, looking down at him with imposing arrogance.
His appearance has changed drastically; in short, he has transformed from a regular cheetah into a humanoid Snow Leopard with flowing fur.
It was a Snow Leopard body was constantly crackling with dangerous electricity; hmm, it looked somewhat like Mythical Zoan ability user.
At that moment Bengelasaisi grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. "Your death is at hand, Navy."
Vidal pursed his lips, remaining silent. The two faced off again under the moonlight, while Sengoku silently watched from afar.
Ah, the battles between young people, those were truly memorable.
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