Arlong Pirates, a Ridiculous Performance
Seeing Nami's surprised expression, Elysia immediately smiled and explained.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Nami was taken aback at first, and then revealed a smile that was both a cry and a laugh, filled with extreme excitement.
In that smiling face, the women clearly saw a mixture of gratitude and relief, a blend of countless emotions.
"Thank you... thank you everyone, thank you for helping me..."
Wu Tong and the others smiled knowingly at Nami's actions. They understood Nami behavior; it was simply the excitement and gratitude of someone about to avenge their great enemy.
But now is not the time to express gratitude; the matter is still unresolved.
Therefore, Wu Tong stopped Nami's behavior and said to the women:
"Alright, we can say thank you later after we've finished this. Let's get back to work."
Now that everyone's here, let's get going!
Having said that, Wu Tong decided not to waste any more time and immediately began to mobilize the Spatial Authority within his body.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Tong's footsteps lightly touched the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of white light flashed out at the point where Wu Tong's feet touched the ground.
Spatial Authority - Minor Teleportation Array.
The white light suddenly extended and spread, quickly transforming into a complex and intricate magic array that encompassed everyone present.
The next second, the magic circle that had already taken shape emitted a white light, transferring everyone in the grove to the interior of the Arlong Park.
We arrived at Arlong Park.
Then everyone witnessed an extremely bizarre scene:
Garp stood at the entrance, now a ruin, glaring angrily at the fishmen inside.
Arlong and the other merfolk initially looked furious when they saw someone dare to damage their gate.
Upon seeing Garp's appearance, the expressions on the faces of the group of fishmen immediately changed from anger to shock, and their bodies froze on the spot.
Hmm... They remained frozen in place, maintaining their banquet posture, not daring to move an inch.
"Um... performance art? The fishman's performance art... his looks are so ugly, and his poses are so ugly, it's really awful!"
Looking at the group of Arlong in front of him, still in that pose, Wu Tong couldn't help but complain.
Wu Tong didn't know why they had become like this, but he had some guesses.
It's important to know that most of the fish-men in Arlong's Arlong Pirates were former members of the Sun Pirates when the Sun Pirates were captured.
They must have witnessed firsthand the strength of Navy Vice Admiral Borsalino (who was still a vice admiral at the time).
Therefore, Wu Tong guessed that they had long harbored a psychological aversion to the powerful navy.
That's why she panicked so much when she saw Garp, and didn't even dare to move.
"..."
Arlong and his gang naturally heard Wu Tong's complaints, but they dared not utter any nonsense under Garp's nose.
He could only stare intently at Wu Tong with red eyes, as if he wanted to glare Wu Tong to death with his burning gaze.
"Stare at me? Pfft, that's all you're good for."
Looking at Arlong's bloodshot eyes and murderous expression, Wu Tong curled his lips in disdain.
Feng Shayan interrupted impatiently, "Alright, let's just do it. There's nothing more to say. They're just a bunch of damned pirates."
"... Alright, let's get started!"
As soon as Wu Tong finished speaking, everyone present began to act:
The women, summoning their Martial Soul, charged towards Arlong's crew; Garp, seeing the women make their move, also clenched his fists and Garp towards Arlong's crew; and Arlong's crew of pirates, knowing they were outmatched, began to flee frantically—all of them started to act.
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
Martial Soul: Spatial Power.
Self-Condensed Spirit Ring - First Soul Skill - Spatial Blade.
"Hahaha... Die!"
He manipulated the Spatial Power transformed from his Martial Soul, condensing it into a blade.
Feng Shayan laughed loudly and rushed to a merman. Without saying a word, she picked up the Spatial Blade in her hand and slashed at the merman.
"Get out of here, you damned human!"
The fish-man pirate was also furious when he saw Feng Shayan dare to charge at him.
I fear Navy Hero, not you weak and lowly humans.
Not to mention you female humans, who are even weaker than male humans.
If I weren't in such a hurry to run away, I would definitely tear you to pieces!
The fish-man pirate thought viciously to himself, while his hands moved quickly.
He threw a punch directly at Feng Shayan in front of him.
The fish-man pirate was very confident. As someone with ten times the strength of a human, even without using his full power, he could easily blast this reckless woman in front of him away, or even kill her outright.
Die, you damned humans!
The fish-man pirate, his eyes bloodshot, stared at Feng Shayan, who was charging towards him recklessly, as if he could already see her dead. He grinned maliciously, revealing his fangs.
"Oh..."
Looking at the ferocious face of the fish-man pirate, Feng Shayan just smiled disdainfully.
She didn't believe that after these days of training, with her strength, she could possibly lose to a mere merman soldier.
Therefore, Feng Shayan directly drew her sword and slashed at the fishman pirate's fist that was attacking her.
The fish-man pirate was terrified when he saw Feng Shayan First Revolution her blade and slash towards his fist.
He's confident, but he's not stupid either! How can a mortal body collide with steel? Isn't that just courting death?
Therefore, the fish-man pirates wanted to withdraw their offensive in order to avoid Feng Shayan's attack.
But how could Feng Shayan not see through the fish-man pirates' thoughts? She immediately used the skill "Ground Shrink," which she developed from her Innate Ability to Space Traversal.
In an instant, Feng Shayan covered a distance of five or six meters and arrived in front of the fishman pirate in one step. She drew her sword and slashed down at the fishman's hand.
When the fishman pirate saw Feng Shayan suddenly appear in front of him, he was shocked for a moment. Before he could even react, his fist had already instinctively swung forward.
By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late.
The Spatial Blade is now in my hands.
Brake...
The result was obvious: with the sharpness of the Spatial Blade, how could a mortal fishman possibly withstand it?
The moment the Spatial Blade made contact with the fist, it was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife; Feng Shayan didn't even feel the slightest resistance.