The Only Chance at Victory

Fire Dragon launched the first attack.

Might of Others.

A full-force punch.

Shock.

Combined with the Dragon Scale Robe, stacking Dragon Dance four times.

Black lightning wreathed its fist, but it was not real lightning. It was Battle Qi condensed to the extreme.

On the other side, power representing disintegration wrapped around Chou Zhongsheng's blade. It did not damage his sword, but instead caused it to vibrate across its edge at an incredibly high frequency.

The next moment, sword qi crisscrossed the air!

The sword qi was not lethal. What was truly deadly was the long sword sweeping through it.

Golden robes and cold sword light occupied either side. Between them stood the celestial being.

"Boom!"

The fist descended.

The long sword slashed.

Both targeted the wound left by the Slaughter Clone.

Yet the outcome still differed greatly from what they had expected.

That strike failed to sever its body, lodging within its flesh instead.

That punch failed to bury its life, landing like a hammer upon a great bell.

Chou Zhongsheng pulled out his long sword and slashed several times in an instant.

Fire Dragon grabbed the Devil Fruit and stuffed it into Chen Yi's Personal Guild Space.

At that moment, Gombuzab broke free from the Gate of Chu.

"Crack!"

It grabbed the long sword in Chou Zhongsheng's hand, and power representing greed bit through the blade.

With a casual kick, it shattered nearly half of Chou Zhongsheng's body. Whether he lived or died was unknown.

The gap between them was simply too vast.

Gombuzab did not care about the minor injuries it had just suffered. It cared far more about the fruit it had lost.

Who was it?!

Who was it?!!

Its nose twitched, and it immediately fixed its gaze on Fire Dragon.

Chen Yi inwardly cried out