From the deep crater created by Urouge's smashing into the cloud platform, rustling sounds could be heard.
"Aww!!"
Shuma suddenly stood up, arms outstretched with fighting spirit, but then he caught a glimpse of the Raptor Boomerang in his hand and froze on the spot.
The Raptor Boomerang had a dent from Urouge's force, and tiny cracks were spreading across the triangular metal in the center. It looked like it was just one step away from being scrapped!
"Ugh! How dare you... You udon noodle ingredient, how could you ruin my treasure like this... This was the Great Matriarch's eighteenth birthday gift to me, I'm going to teach you a lesson!!"
Shuma's tone became more serious than ever before. He pulled a string of bright red Destruction Pepper from his pocket, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them vigorously. His clear black and white eyes instantly turned crimson.
The audience erupted in disbelief as they watched Shuma withstand the Mad Monk's all-out attack and stand up unscathed. Was this kid's body made of steel?
Urouge, gripping the giant pencil tightly in both hands, still looked at Shuma with a smile, " Blue Sea seems to be a really interesting place... to have someone as amazing as you!"
"Hmph! Take this, udon noodle ingredients!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shuma's body vanished from the spot. After consuming a large amount of Destruction Pepper, his body was as if injected with a terrifying stimulant, and his speed and strength were probably much greater than usual.
"So fast!!"
Although Urouge wore a smile, his eyes revealed shock. If he could still somewhat follow the afterimage of Shuma's movements just now, he could no longer see him at all!
In the blink of Lightning Flash, Shuma appeared in Urouge's field of vision, already rushing in front of him and leaping high into the air. The latter delivered a swift and decisive straight punch.
Bang!!
After being struck hard in the face, Urouge staggered backward, a stream of bright red blood gushing from his nose.
Immediately, a swift and precise whip kick swept towards Urouge's cheek, sending his towering body flying.
Urouge tumbled and rolled on the platform, only stopping near the edge. He gripped the ground with one hand, jerked his feet up, wiped the blood splattered across his face, and plunged the giant pencil in his hand into the solid ground of the platform. His muscles bulged, and he clenched his engorged fists, pounding them together. An excited smile spread across his face. "That was awesome! Blue Sea People, well then I'll use my physical strength... to have a proper contest with you!!"
"I'm not going to fight you... I'm going to flatten you!!"
The surface of Shuma's pupils turned completely crimson, and he suddenly used Shave again, charging towards his opponent, each punch unleashing his extraordinary power.
Although Shuma usually uses boomerangs as his weapon for long-range attacks, that doesn't mean he's not good at close combat. On the contrary, he's quite formidable in close-quarters combat.
Under the combined effect of the massive amount of Destruction Pepper, the attacks became even more ferocious and insane. Even when colliding with Urouge's fist, which was gathering power for a counterattack, it fearlessly met the attack head-on, confronting it head-on. The battle was now far more intense than before!
On the outdoor terrace of the reception area Prap couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "This kid from the Blue Sea is really something... He's your captain, isn't he, little girl?"
Mikuru pouted, expressing his disdain. "If that idiot Shutaro becomes captain, it'll be terrifying for a cat. He's just a cook on the ship—"
"The chef..." Prap paused, then said, "If the chef is this skilled... then your captain must be even more powerful..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than his Den Den Mushi started making a "puff puff puff" sound. He then pulled it out of his pocket and answered the Den Den Mushi. "Soldier, what happened?"
A panicked voice came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi: "It's here... God Plap! That demon is here! He's already on Bailie Island!!"
"Hmm... Bag is finally going to take action himself...?" Prap seemed to remember something, his body trembled slightly, and he immediately said into the Den Den Mushi, "Understood, spread the word, put the entire island on high alert!"
"Yes, God Plap!"
After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Prap's gaze involuntarily drifted to the azure sky. A fierce, combative aura erupted from him. " Bag... we'll finally meet again!!"
Seeing Prap's sudden wary expression, Mikuru asked curiously, "What happened, Uncle Cactus?"
"Something terrible..." Prap replied casually, looking up as he focused his attention on the distant sky where countless white clouds suddenly appeared, layer upon layer. This vast white ocean covered the entire sky, as if the end of the world was approaching.
"They moved so quickly!"
With a soft hum, Prap leaped up and, in the blink of an eye, used the surrounding walls and eaves to scale the buildings like a nimble ape, reaching the top of the tallest building in the Sky Fighting Arena. He then leaped between the buildings, rapidly approaching the vast expanse of white clouds.
The vast expanse of white clouds began to shrink, and in an instant, a white-clad figure floated in mid-air, with an arrogant expression and disdain for everything.
Prap had already reached the top of a Sky Island building twenty meters away from Bag, his serious gaze fixed on Bag: " Bag..."
Looking at Prap standing atop the building and the dense crowd below, still unaware of what was happening, Bag's lips curled into an arrogant smile, " Prap, it seems you've come here impatiently to die..."
Prap said in a low voice, "Commit suicide? I'm not here to die, I'm here to defeat you!"
"You? That's no joke at all. You should have died here years ago, but I wasn't in the mood to kill you back then... You haven't forgotten that, have you?"
Upon hearing this, Prap stiffened involuntarily. "I am now far stronger than I was three years ago. I possess the power to defeat you!!"
At this moment, the countless Sky Island citizens gathered on the Sky Island looked at the two people in the sky above and began to whisper among themselves.
"Hey buddy, what's going on?"
"Hey everyone, it's the God Plap! I've seen the God Plap!"
"Wait... this man, it's this man... it's him!!"
Listening to the commotion below, Bag lowered his eyes, picked at his ear, and said calmly, "These people are just as noisy as the previous group..."
With a mere twist of his right hand, the Island Cloud upon which they stood instantly stirred. Countless sharp spikes erupted from the Island Cloud below, blooming like a giant thorny flower, tearing horrific, fatal wounds into the bodies of everyone in that area. The countless spikes, as if dipped into a dye vat, were stained in large patches with a dazzling crimson...
"You piece of trash!!"
Prap paused for half a second, then roared excitedly, his aura suddenly reaching its peak. The unforgettable memory of the battle three years ago instantly flooded his mind. Because of his powerlessness, the warriors who fought hard on Bailie Island were killed one by one by the bloodthirsty Bag.
That is why, over the years, Prap has dared not leave the island, fearing that if he leaves, Bag will come to the island and carry out a massacre.
At this moment, Bag still laughed unrestrainedly, "Haha, still as foolish as ever, even you are. Let me see what level you've reached after all these years, haha!"
Prap stared intently at Bag, then unwrapped the bandages from his hands, revealing two shells of different shapes. These were the unique Impact Dial and Blast Shell of Sky Island. The Impact Dial could absorb impacts and release them freely, while the Blast Shell was more than ten times more powerful than the Impact Dial!
Prap lunged forward, leaping towards Bag in mid-air with lightning speed, and slammed the Impact Dial he was holding into his hand.
" Iron Cloud. Thorn Barrier!"
A tiny cloud in front of Bag suddenly expanded, instantly forming a thick Iron Cloud fence that separated the two.
Without hesitation, Prap slammed the Impact Dial in his hand onto the Iron Cloud Fence. The powerful impact shattered the Iron Cloud Fence into pieces, and all the cloud fragments flew out in all directions. The Iron Cloud Fence slowed Prap's momentum, but the Breath Dial installed under his feet suddenly burst out with a strong wind, providing him with a boost to his forward momentum, and he slammed towards Bag at an even more ferocious speed.
In the blink of Lightning Flash eye, Prap's Impact Dial struck Bag's heart with lightning speed.
boom!!
A deafening sound rang out, and a huge hole was punched through the middle of Bag's body, with the dust particles inside the hole being shattered and scattered.
It seemed like a single blow would be fatal, but Prap knew things weren't that simple. He swiftly turned, his right hand flashing backward, striking Bag, who had instantly appeared behind him, and was defeated again. However, these were both cloud clones Bag had created using clouds; his true location was...
above!!
Prap suddenly looked up, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. He saw Bag's figure in his field of vision, and his Mantra told him that this was definitely Bag's true form!
For years, Prap had been meticulously studying Bag's fighting style from the battle three years prior. He finally concluded that Bag was invincible in his normal state; only when Bag launched an attack could he reveal a vulnerability. Only by seizing that moment, and coordinating a sneak attack with the Seastone hidden within the shell, could one have the sole chance to severely injure his opponent!
This moment cannot be missed!!
The Prap strapped to Prap's left hand suddenly shot upwards, now less than half a meter from Bag...
We succeeded!!
In a fleeting moment, Prap's left hand suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to move. Several lines, barely perceptible to the naked eye, could be vaguely seen gleaming white in the reflection. Before Prap could even show a look of astonishment, the cloud clones he had previously defeated instantly stuck to him, while Bag in the sky strangely opened his arms to embrace him, melting and enveloping him like a candle being burned, gradually wrapping Prap into a white sphere filled with sticky clouds.
This body is also a cloud clone!
Bag's true form then appeared above Prap, looking down at the latter who was almost completely enveloped by the Iron Cloud, and said disdainfully, "Just a beginner's Mantra... and you think you can predict my actions? How laughable! Haha, I've learned some interesting things in Garlam these past few years. The rope cloud used to prevent struggle, the sticky cloud mixed with explosive material, and the impenetrable Iron Cloud combined should be able to create a brand new move. It seems to use pressure to generate powerful force... Prap, you should be glad that you're the first test subject to die from this move!"
A white cloud shimmering with blue light appeared in Bag's palm. He flicked it downwards, and it clung tightly to the white sphere. He whispered, " Sealed Furnace!!"
Instantly, a large amount of heat was directed at the white sphere, turning it fiery red.
boom!!
A powerful heatwave and explosion, like bursting fireworks, swept outwards from the white sphere in all directions.
The fragments of the Iron Cloud flew like bullets, piercing the walls of houses, shearing off roofs, and riddling several unfortunate islanders a hundred meters away with holes.
One can only imagine the horrific injuries that Prap would have suffered at the epicenter of the explosion—insufficiently fatal!
Standing immaculately in the air, Bag felt the scorching, distorted air in the distance. His gaze fell on Prap had fallen from the Iron Cloud, his skin charred and torn. He sneered, "He asked for death!"
"My lord."
Katesu approached from afar, riding the clouds, and respectfully asked, "Should we kill everyone else? There seem to be some fairly strong individuals in the arena over there..."
If Prap were to witness this scene, he would likely lose all will to fight back. While fighting him, Bag was even able to use the Cloud-Cloud Fruit to hide Katesu in the distance, demonstrating that their strengths were no longer on the same level.
Bag coldly surveyed the islanders below, letting out a triumphant, arrogant laugh, "No need to waste time. Powerful insects are still just insects. 'God' has already returned to his divine position, and his people will face the annihilation of hell. Why should we bother? Let's go, follow me to ' Divine Forgiveness.' After destroying the cloud base support, we'll go to Sifa Island to see... my old lover, hahaha!!"