I Want to See Rivers of Blood!

Will found it dull that the man with the knife was standing there in a daze, so he turned his cold gaze to the other person nearby.

He then stepped forward and said flatly, his voice icy:

"Trash. You can't even use Tekkai properly."

"Watch closely!"

"This is how Tekkai is meant to be used!"

The moment the words left his mouth.

Will suddenly swung a single heavy punch with his hand, and at a speed far exceeding before, he unleashed a full six punches in an instant!

Tekkai: Collapsing Fist!

Staring at the six fist shadows that appeared in an instant before him.

Konooh's eyes nearly split apart. Not knowing what to do, he instinctively roared again:

"Tekkai!"

Bam bam bam bam bam bam—!!

A rapid series of collisions rang out, making one's scalp crawl.

Then the skin and even the muscles on Konooh's chest were directly caved inward by the sheer force of the blows.

"Ugh...!"

Konooh's face flushed purple-red, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a large amount of blood, mixed with many fragments of internal organs.

Right after.

He collapsed weakly to his knees, head drooping, his eyes gradually losing their light.

The whole process happened in just a few seconds.

By the time Frat realized what had happened, the old rival who had once vied with him for power and profit had already been beaten to death by the opponent.

Now, setting aside his fear and confusion, he stomped hard on the ground, and his entire figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Shave!"

The next second.

Frat flashed out from behind Will, the slender blade in his hand slashing down fiercely!

"Flying Slash!"

But the moment the pale blue slash appeared, Will had already reacted, turning around and quickly lifting his leg to counter.

Rankyaku: Spin Kick!

Boom—!

The two slashes collided directly, producing an explosive sound.

The resulting shockwave forced Frat back several meters.

But Will was completely unaffected by it.

Facing this navy swordsman, he chose not to throw a punch but instead lifted his leg again and swung it out fiercely!

Rankyaku: Instant Slash!

In the blink of an eye, before Frat could even fully steady himself, a pale blue slash came hurtling toward him at high speed.

Clang—!

Unable to dodge in time, he could only raise his blade to block. The slash struck the sword, and the immense force caused the blade to tremble incessantly.

Yet Will's assault did not stop.

With one hand in his pocket, he swapped his standing leg and kicked out with the other in a strange twisting motion.

Rankyaku: Whirlwind!

Through the perfect fusion of technique and power, a spiral-shaped pale blue slash appeared, blasting forward at high speed.

As if it intended to shred everything in its path.

Seeing this before him, Frat felt a flicker of despair.

His hands trembling, he no longer had the strength to unleash another slash like before, so he gritted his teeth and swung his blade forward, trying to meet it head-on.

Crack—!

With a crisp sound of metal shattering.

The rather elegant blade in Frat's hand was instantly torn apart by the spiral slash.

It broke into several pieces, scattering through the air.

Then the spiral slash continued forward, slamming straight into Frat's chest.

The powerful impact sent Frat flying backward, tumbling several times across the ground before he stopped.

Looking over, Frat's chest was bare, his clothes shredded, and the area had become a bloody mess.

And from the numerous wounds carved out by those slashes, blood continued to gush forth.

At this moment, Frat, lying flat on his back on the ground, had already rolled his eyes back, completely losing any strength to fight, his breath slowly fading away.

Having witnessed two such powerful Marines being defeated again, everyone present couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts.

The slaves nearby, whose expressions had been numb, now came alive again because of this.

One slave, who had once loved fighting, couldn't help but grin after seeing these two battles, a spark of fire lighting up in his eyes, muttering under his breath:

"To witness a battle between such strong men here—even dying would be worth it!"

Meanwhile, Robert, the CP9 member standing beside the Celestial Dragon Saint Charlos, seeing those two Marine Headquarters commodores completely defeated by the intruder using the advanced Six Powers, instantly lost his confidence.

So, without even bothering to ask the Celestial Dragon for permission, he immediately shouted sternly at the nearby Marines:

"All Marines, hear my order! Charge with me! Kill that dangerous intruder together!"

"If that noble Celestial Dragon lord gets harmed! Everyone here will be executed!"

Under this verbal pressure, none of the Marines dared to think twice; they all raised their guns and charged forward without hesitation, roaring.

A hundred Marines advanced in unison, looking quite imposing.

And Robert quietly blended into the crowd, crouching low and gradually disappearing from sight.

"Perfect timing!"

Will saw this but showed no panic; instead, his blood began to boil.

Then, instead of retreating, he charged straight toward the oncoming Marines.

"Hmph, foolish bastard."

Robert, hidden in the crowd using assassination techniques, sneered coldly in his heart.

"After noticing I disappeared, instead of creating distance, he willingly throws himself into the encirclement."

"Is he worried I can't get a clean kill?"

"As expected, a brute is just a brute—even knowing the Six Powers, he's nothing to fear."

Thinking this, Robert relaxed a bit and continued weaving through the crowd, searching for the perfect moment to strike.

Saint Charlos, watching, didn't bother to scold him.

Seeing that an even fiercer battle was about to unfold, he felt a strange excitement rising inside him.

Then he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Damn vermin! Hurry up and fight! I want to see rivers of blood!"

In Saint Charlos's mind, everyone except himself was just expendable material.

As long as it satisfied his current craving for a brutal gladiator show, it didn't matter if everyone died.

To him, it was nothing—there would always be people to replace them.

Then, seeing the intruder about to meet the Marines, he quickly straightened up, wide-eyed, ready to watch.

The Marines charging forward saw Will rushing toward them as well and stopped to raise their guns and fire.

Bang bang bang bang bang—!!

A rapid series of gunshots rang out, bullets flying like dense raindrops, speeding toward Will.

Will didn't slow down at all. His Observation Haki spread out, covering the entire area.

Then he quickly raised his hands, tensed his muscles, and shaped his fingers like blades, swiftly cutting through the bullets flying through the air.

Clang clang clang clang—!

A metallic cutting sound rang out!

The bullets, upon contact with Will's hands, were all split in two.

And the force from his hands neutralized their momentum, making them fall to the ground.

Will, still running forward, felt very satisfied with the [Human Weapon] talent.

Then, amid the countless "clinks and clatters" of bullets hitting the ground, Will, like a bloodthirsty tiger, his eyes flashing with two red glints, charged straight into the midst of the hundred Marines.