With a loud shout, Zhong Hao grabbed the man's leg and swung him wildly over his head, like a human weapon, sending another P who charged at him flying. After spinning him through the air twice more, he used the momentum to fling him into the mast. The man's head collided with the mast, snapping it in two, while his skull burst apart like a watermelon.
Zhong Hao casually tossed aside the headless corpse in his hand and looked at the last P.
Perhaps they had been trained until all human emotion had been stripped away. Even knowing he would certainly die, this P still did not run. He hunched over, assuming an attacking stance.
Zhong Hao shook his head. Good thing the World Government hasn't used this kind of training on the Navy. Otherwise, forget about turning the Navy against them—even the slightest move would probably be noticed and reported.
The last P vanished from where he stood with a Soru, charging toward Zhong Hao. Both hands struck out with Finger Pistols, one aimed at his heart and the other at his throat—both fatal targets.
Kami-e.
Zhong Hao was most proficient with Kami-e and Soru, because he used them the most. Sensing the faint currents of air stirred up by the Finger Pistols, his body reacted instantly, slipping past the two attacks. At the same time, his right leg swept out like a blade, unleashing a horizontal vacuum slash that struck the P across the waist and cut him cleanly in two.
Thus, three taijutsu experts who could even contend with jonin were slaughtered without uttering a single word.
The reason Zhong Hao could so easily eliminate the three of them was naturally because he was stronger, but it was also because all four of them practiced the Six