I Want to See Rivers of Blood!

Will saw that the man with the sword had actually frozen in place, and felt a wave of boredom. He turned his cold gaze to the other man beside him.

Then he strode over, his face expressionless as he spoke in a cold voice:

"You're useless. You can't even use Iron Body properly!"

"Watch closely!"

"This is how Iron Body is supposed to be used!"

As soon as the words left his mouth,

Will suddenly swung a heavy punch with one hand, moving much faster than before. In a split second, he threw six punches!

Tekkai: Collapsing Fist: Barrage!

At the sight of six fists suddenly appearing before him,

Konooh's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. At a loss for what to do, he instinctively shouted again:

"Iron Body!"

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud—!!

A rapid series of bone-rattling impacts rang out.

The skin and even the muscles on Konooh's chest caved inward under the force of the blows.

"Gah...!"

Konooh's face flushed purplish red. Then he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a large amount of blood, mixed with pieces of his internal organs.

Immediately afterward,

his whole body went limp and he dropped to his knees, head hanging as the light gradually faded from his eyes.

The entire thing had happened in mere seconds.

By the time Frat came to his senses, his longtime rival in their struggle for power had already been beaten to death.

At that moment, he could no longer spare a thought for his fear and confusion. He stamped down hard, and his whole body vanished from where he stood.

"Shave!"

The next second,

Frat appeared behind Will and brought the long, slender blade in his hand slashing down hard!

"Flying Slash!"

But the instant the pale blue slash appeared, Will had already reacted. He turned and quickly raised his leg to meet it.

Tempest Kick: Reverse Spin Kick!

Boom—!

The two slashes collided, releasing a thunderous blast.

The resulting shock wave forced Frat back several meters.

Will, however, was completely unaffected.

Instead of punching the Marine swordsman before him, he raised his leg once more and swung it with a fierce kick!

Tempest Kick: Instant Slash!

In the blink of an eye, before Frat could even regain his footing, a pale blue slash shot toward him at high speed.

Clang—!

With no time to dodge, he could only raise his sword to block. When the slash struck the blade, the tremendous force made it vibrate violently.

But Will's assault didn't stop there.

He slipped one hand into his pocket, shifted his stance, then kicked out with his other leg in a strange twisting motion.

Tempest Kick: Whirlwind!

Combining technique and power to perfection, he sent a pale blue spiral slash hurtling forward at high speed.

It seemed ready to shred everything in its path.

Seeing this, Frat felt a trace of despair well up inside him.

His hands trembling, he no longer had the strength to unleash another slash like the one he'd just used. He could only grit his teeth and swing his sword forward, trying to take the attack head-on.

Klang—!

A crisp metallic shatter rang out.

The fine-looking sword in Frat's hand was instantly shredded by the spiral slash.

It broke into several pieces that scattered through the air.

The spiral slash continued onward, striking Frat squarely in the chest.

The tremendous force sent him flying. He tumbled across the ground several times before finally coming to a stop.

Looking closer, his shirt had been torn to shreds, and his chest was a bloody mess.

The many wounds cut by the slash continued to gush blood.

Frat lay on his back, eyes rolled upward. He had completely lost the ability to fight, and his life was slowly fading away.

Everyone present had just witnessed two Marines of such formidable strength lose once again.

They couldn't help feeling shocked.

The slaves nearby had originally worn numb expressions, but now those faces came alive again.

One of them had once been just as fond of fighting.

After watching the two battles, he couldn't help grinning. A spark lit in his eyes as he said instinctively:

"To witness a battle between such powerful fighters here—I'd say it was worth dying for!"

Robert, the CP9 agent standing beside the Celestial Dragon Saint Charlos, had just watched the two Marine Headquarters Commodores get defeated by the intruder's superb mastery of the Six Powers.

He immediately lost confidence.

Without bothering to ask the Celestial Dragon for permission, he turned to the nearby Marines and shouted sternly:

"All Marines, listen up! Charge with me! Let's take down that dangerous intruder together!"

"If that man manages to harm the exalted Celestial Dragon, every one of you here will be executed!"

Under this verbal pressure, the Marines didn't dare take time to think. They raised their guns and charged forward without hesitation, shouting as they went.

More than a hundred Marines advanced together, making an imposing sight.

Robert, meanwhile, quietly blended into the crowd, hunched low as he slowly disappeared from view.

"Just what I was hoping for!"

Will wasn't the least bit rattled. Instead, his blood began to boil.

Rather than retreat, he charged straight toward the Marines rushing at him.

"Hmph, what a fool."

Watching from within the crowd, where his assassination techniques kept him hidden, Robert couldn't help sneering to himself.

"After noticing I'd disappeared, he doesn't put some distance between us. Instead, he deliberately puts himself in the middle of the crowd."

"Is he worried I won't be able to get close enough to assassinate him?"

"Just as I thought. A brute is still a brute. Even if he can use the Six Powers, he's no threat."

At that thought, Robert relaxed considerably. He continued weaving through the crowd, searching for the perfect moment to strike a fatal blow.

Charlos didn't reprimand him, either.

As he watched an even more intense battle about to unfold, a strange excitement stirred within him.

Then he couldn't help shouting, "Damn bugs! Get on with it and fight! I want to see rivers of blood!"

In Saint Charlos's eyes, everyone but himself was nothing more than expendable material.

As long as they satisfied his desire to watch an intense beast fight, it didn't matter if every last one of them died.

He didn't care in the slightest. There were always more people to take their place.

Seeing the intruder about to meet the Marines, he straightened up and stared wide-eyed.

The Marines charging forward saw Will rushing toward them and immediately stopped, raising their guns to fire.

Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang—!!

A string of gunshots rang out. Bullets flew toward Will as densely and quickly as raindrops.

Will didn't slow down at all. He spread his Observation Haki over the entire area around him.

Then he swiftly raised both hands, tensed his muscles, and shaped his fingers like blades, slicing at the incoming bullets.

Clang-clang-clang-clang—!

The sound of metal being sliced rang out!

The instant the bullets touched Will's hands, every one of them split in two.

The force of his strikes also canceled their momentum, sending them clattering to the ground.

As he continued charging forward, Will felt thoroughly satisfied with his Human Weapon talent.

Then, amid the countless bullets clattering to the ground,

Will charged straight into the hundred-plus Marines like a bloodthirsty tiger, two streaks of red flashing in his eyes.