The End

Luo Ze smiled faintly as he watched Kashal step forward.

At last, someone halfway decent had shown up.

The fish-men he had killed earlier were far too weak. They could not even withstand his attacks and could only defend passively. What difference was there between Luo Ze killing them and slaughtering chickens?

What Luo Ze enjoyed was the kind of battle that made his blood boil.

But ever since Luo Ze had grown stronger, he had been practically invincible in the South Blue. None of the pirates he encountered could last more than a few moves against him, which left him feeling utterly bored.

That was why he planned to head to the Grand Line as soon as this matter was over. The South Blue was no longer suitable for him.

Of course, before leaving, he still needed to pay Kid a visit. After all, the system's mission was right there. Luo Ze had a bit of compulsive disorder; leaving a mission unfinished always made him feel uncomfortable.

But for now, he should deal with this fish in front of him first.

"Come on, trash fish."

Luo Ze looked calmly at Kashal and spoke.

"Hmph! Foolish human."

Kashal frowned. He greatly disliked how Luo Ze addressed him. He was the king who ruled these waters, yet a human had called him trash fish. It was simply unbearable.

"Fish-Man Karate, 2,000-Watt Punch."

He assumed a stance, aimed at Luo Ze, and threw a vicious punch.

When Kashal's fist struck the air, even the air trembled slightly. Soon, an invisible shockwave shot toward Luo Ze.

Yet faced with that imposing punch, Luo Ze easily evaded it with a Shave.

"2,000 watts? Interesting."

After dodging, Luo Ze murmured to himself.

According to his memories, the strength of Fish-Man Karate was measured by wattage.

For example, if a 2,000-Watt Punch collided with a 1,000-Watt Punch, the 2,000-watt side would undoubtedly win.

Furthermore, the higher the wattage of Fish-Man Karate, the greater its power and the more astonishing its speed.

In Luo Ze's memories, Jinbe, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, was a fish-man capable of unleashing a 7,000-Watt Side Kick.

And strength at the level of 7,000 watts was enough to fight Fire Fist Ace, the commander of the Whitebeard Pirates' Second Division, to a draw.

Luo Ze did not consider himself especially strong. There was likely still quite a gap between him and Jinbe or Ace, but Kashal could only unleash 2,000 watts.

"Shave."

Luo Ze stamped on the ground and used the extreme-speed movement of Shave to close in on Kashal, intending to deal with him the same way he had dealt with Capone.

However, to his surprise, Kashal was far faster than Capone. Luo Ze had only just rushed forward when Kashal reacted.

Then, a 2,000-Watt Side Kick whipped toward Luo Ze's face.

"Guard Sword Form."

Luo Ze's gaze sharpened, and he hastily used the Guard Sword Form to defend himself.

But he had still underestimated Kashal. When Kashal's 2,000-Watt Side Kick struck his sword, it did not injure him, but it sent him flying nonetheless.

Kashal then burst forth with tremendous speed, rapidly chasing after Luo Ze and throwing another punch.

"Fish-Man Karate, 2,000-Watt Punch!"

Luo Ze's eyes narrowed. He shifted his stance and unleashed a slash with the Blood Sword Form.

Blindly defending was not Luo Ze's style. What he excelled at was offense; he could not keep defending forever.

Sizzle!

A crimson slash swiftly flew out and collided with Kashal's 2,000-Watt Punch.

Yet to everyone's surprise, Luo Ze's slash and Kashal's fist were evenly matched. Their attacks remained locked for a moment before suddenly exploding, though neither suffered much damage.

"Shave."

Luo Ze kicked off the ground and used Shave once more, shifting seven steps toward Kashal.

"Hmph! 2,000-Watt Elbow Strike."

Kashal showed no fear toward Luo Ze. Seeing him suddenly appear, he gathered his strength in his right arm and mercilessly swung out an elbow strike.

"Killing Sword Form."

But this time, Luo Ze did not choose the Guard Sword Form for defense. The outcome of using the Guard Sword Form had already been made clear: Kashal could not hurt him, but the battle would inevitably fall into a stalemate. And Luo Ze hated drawn-out fights.

Relying on his agility, he narrowly avoided Kashal's punch. Although it left a bruise on his face, it was nothing serious.

The next second, Luo Ze's attack arrived.

His Killing Sword Form was chaotic and unpredictable, impossible to guard against. Kashal was no exception. Once Luo Ze closed in and used the Killing Sword Form, Kashal quickly fell into a passive position.

Moreover, he had no defensive techniques, nor could he use Armament Haki. Gradually, he fell into a disadvantage.

Slash!

The battle between Luo Ze and Kashal was fiercely intense. But Luo Ze seized an opening in Kashal's defense and directly chopped off his hand.

Splurt! Smack!

Luo Ze severed Kashal's arm, and bright red blood sprayed from Kashal's body. Instantly enraged, Kashal seized the opening and drove a fist into Luo Ze's stomach.

Splurt.

Luo Ze spat out a mouthful of blood as well.

Because Kashal had thrown that punch in haste, it had failed to reach the force of two thousand watts, greatly reducing its power.

Even so, Luo Ze felt a sharp pain tear through his abdomen, as though even his liver had nearly been crushed.

"HAHAHAHA!"

Yet Luo Ze felt no fear. Kashal's attack was indeed terrifying—he had nearly been killed by that one punch. But in that instant, his blood boiled throughout his body. This kind of life-or-death battle was exactly what he loved most.

"Come again."

Luo Ze swallowed the blood in one gulp, then used Shave once more and charged at Kashal.

"Killing Sword Form."

Before long, Luo Ze and Kashal were locked in combat again.

Their clashes were incredibly violent. Kashal's two-thousand-watt Fish-Man Karate was immensely powerful, every move carrying overwhelming force. Luo Ze's swordsmanship, meanwhile, was peerless; every swing of his blade carved streak after streak of sword marks across the ground.

The battle grew increasingly intense.

However, having lost an arm, Kashal's combat strength had plummeted. Faced with Luo Ze's chaotic, unpredictable swordplay, and without Observation Haki, he had no idea how to evade. Before long, Luo Ze severed his other arm as well.

Then came his left leg.

Then his right leg.

Though Luo Ze was also severely wounded, he was in far better condition than the utterly crippled Kashal.

On the ground, Kashal writhed in unbearable agony. The pain of having all four limbs severed nearly drove him mad. He glared viciously at Luo Ze, wishing he could skin him alive and pull out his tendons.

But this battle was over in the end.

With all four limbs gone, he was useless now.

"Farewell."

Luo Ze looked calmly at Kashal and decapitated him with a single stroke.

Then, with a shift of his footing, he rushed into the group of Fish-Men and slaughtered them all...