Chen Fan smiled when he heard the name of the fruit. Crocodile really knew how to come up with things. Still, Chen Fan had analyzed that power while standing on the ground just now, and it was quite unique. He had tried directly analyzing Devil Fruits before, but there had been no result at all. It seemed some stronger law was obstructing him, and more importantly, he simply did not understand them. Fortunately, once a user activated their ability, he could understand half of it. That half was pure matter, and half was enough.
"Mr. Seven Warlords of the Sea, what are you doing? You want to show off how badass you are, but did you have to destroy all the buildings? These are the crystallized sweat and labor of countless working people!" Chen Fan teased Crocodile.
Crocodile merely gave Chen Fan an indifferent glance without saying anything. Chen Fan awkwardly scratched his cheek. It seemed he had pushed him a little too far. This guy's eyes were filled with killing intent. He really wanted to kill him. Well, so be it. Chen Fan had more or less figured out Crocodile's power and knew roughly how to deal with him.
"Sasha..." Crocodile's body suddenly scattered into sand and merged into the ground. It was somewhat similar to Chen Fan's Silent Step—no, Crocodile's move was even more sophisticated. However, it was not very effective against Chen Fan. If it had been anyone else, that earlier move apparently had not been meant to kill Chen Fan, but to create a battlefield more suitable for himself.
"Whoosh... Sasha...!" A gust of wind swept through, carrying several streams of sand toward Chen Fan.
The wind's force and the trajectory of the sand were all within Chen Fan's calculations. Any deviation was unacceptable.
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