Cutting Through Them Like Vegetables: The Fish-Men Were No Match

"Since you're determined to die, we'll grant you a quick death!"

Seeing Luo Wen's contemptuous attitude, Kuroobi and the other fish-men became unusually enraged.

Because of the tense relationship between humans and fish-men, they rarely gave humans this much respect.

Ever since arriving in the East Blue, the Arlong Pirates had run rampant, never fearing any human so greatly.

Yet after yielding to Luo Wen, all they received in return was his disdainful contempt.

They were wary of Luo Wen's strength, but they were not afraid to fight him.

"Lowly human, die!"

"Thousand Brick Fist!"

Kuroobi charged first, throwing a powerful straight punch.

"It's the strongest straight punch, capable of shattering a thousand tiles with one blow!"

The nearby fish-man grunts were all excited. It had been a long time since they had witnessed Kuroobi's ultimate move.

It was the most powerful punching technique in Fish-Man Karate, abandoning complicated variations to fully exploit the fish-men's physical advantage.

Fish-men were already several times stronger than humans, and with the Thousand Brick Fist, its power became even more terrifying.

The fish-man grunts had seen Kuroobi fight before. Even pirates worth eight million berries could not withstand this move.

Their internal organs would shatter, blood would pour from their seven orifices, and they would die on the spot.

As Kuroobi threw his punch, Nami beside Luo Wen felt a fierce gust of wind from it.

Nami's pupils contracted. She instinctively wanted to dodge, but the overwhelming force of the punch left her unable to move.

She looked at Luo Wen nervously, not knowing how he would deal with it.

Faced with the oncoming punch, Luo Wen neither dodged nor retreated.

He curled his lip, kept the greatsword in his right hand still, and calmly threw out his left fist.

"You're too arrogant!"

Feeling Luo Wen's contempt, Kuroobi's blood surged, and the power of his fist increased severalfold.

He would make Luo Wen understand just how powerful fish-men were, and how tough their bodies could be.

Kuroobi could already picture Luo Wen's arm exploding apart, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

The two fists collided.

A spray of bloody mist exploded instantly. One forearm turned into minced flesh, while a bloodied arm bone flew high into the air.

A tall, muscular figure was sent flying into the distance, crashing two fish-men to the ground.

Lying atop his two companions, Kuroobi's cruel expression instantly changed.

Terrified beyond measure, he stared at Luo Wen as though looking at a monster. He could not even speak.

An arm had indeed exploded, but it was not Luo Wen's. It was his own.

At the instant their fists connected, Kuroobi felt as though he had punched a mountain of diamond.

It was incomparably hard, yet possessed the immense force of a mountain.

With just one blow, Kuroobi's proud, powerful body could no longer bear the strain.

Not only had his arm exploded, but his entire body had effectively been ruined.

Other than breathing, he could do nothing.

"How is this possible?!"

"Lord Kuroobi was defeated in one hit?!"

The fish-men who had wanted to watch Kuroobi display his might were dumbfounded. They could not believe their eyes.

This was Kuroobi, the Arlong Pirates' top officer, the master of Fish-Man Karate, second only to Arlong in combat strength.

That chief officer had unleashed a full-power strike, only to be turned into a cripple by Luo Wen's casual punch.

The many fish-men were horrified.

Luo Wen, who had taken Kuroobi's full-force attack head-on, had not even taken a step back. Only a few specks of Kuroobi's blood stained his body.

Nami and the villagers on the ground were stunned.

Their minds were filled with question marks.

An enemy they had considered invincible had not even been able to withstand a single exchange with Luo Wen!

Wasn't this a little too powerful?

Even Nojiko, who had originally believed in Luo Wen, was shocked.

She had thought Luo Wen would rely on his formidable swordsmanship, but one punch had crippled Kuroobi.

Then came overwhelming delight. Someone as strong as Luo Wen would definitely be able to deal with the Arlong Pirates.

"So this is the strength of fish-men? Pathetically weak."

Luo Wen clenched and unclenched his left hand, carefully gauging Kuroobi's strength.

It was indeed decent, almost on par with Don Krieg.

But compared to Luo Wen in a contest of strength, it was far too lacking.

Luo Wen's template was the Heroic Spirit Heracles, the god of strength from Greek mythology.

Even though his role-playing progress was only 37%, far from the complete Heroic Spirit Heracles.

With his current strength alone, he could already reach the level of a Marine vice admiral.

Blowing apart a mere Kuroobi was effortless.

Luo Wen looked at the remaining fish-men and stepped forward with his greatsword in hand.

He had not come here just to deal with Kuroobi.

At that moment, Luo Wen was like a vicious ghost from hell, his powerful pressure striking fear into the fish-men's hearts.

The fish-men who had been as savage as wolves in Cocoyasi Village changed completely in front of Luo Wen.

Luo Wen raised his greatsword. He did not slash with it, merely striking with its broad, heavy flat.

He still needed these guys to claim bounties, so he could not make things too bloody.

Every swing of the greatsword struck a fish-man on the head.

Luo Wen controlled his strength precisely. The greatsword crushed their skulls without splattering their brains.

Naturally, the fish-men would not simply wait to die.

Some charged at Luo Wen, exerting every ounce of strength they had in an attempt to overwhelm him with numbers.

But it had no effect whatsoever.

The fish-man grunts used Fish-Man Karate.

But even Kuroobi's Fish-Man Karate was trash before Luo Wen.

They were far inferior to Kuroobi, so how could they possibly harm Luo Wen?

Luo Wen knocked them down one after another, sending those grunts into a sleep as peaceful as a baby's.

Chew, the kissing fish-man, sprayed a high-pressure water bullet at Luo Wen. He had previously used this move to shatter a large tree.

Luo Wen held his sword sideways to block it.

The water bullet struck the greatsword without having the slightest effect, not even making it tremble.

Luo Wen calmly approached him and sent him flying with a single sweep of his sword as well.

Hachi, with his six arms, swung six long blades, defending every inch around himself without a single gap.

Luo Wen dealt with him using the broad flat of the sword as well.

He swung downward, and the massive greatsword whipped up a fierce gust.

Under Luo Wen's immense strength, Hachi's defense was as fragile as a mirror.

The instant the greatsword met the wall of blades.

Hachi's defense shattered, and he was smashed flat into the ground.

Luo Wen knew that Hachi had once saved Pluton Rayleigh's life.

But so what? He would still kill him when the time came.

If Luo Wen still had to hold back while wielding such an incredible advantage, then he would be utterly ridiculous.

Anyone in the Arlong Pirates with even a little strength had been beaten to death by Luo Wen.

"He's a demon! Run!"

The remaining fish-men no longer dared to fight Luo Wen.

They scattered and fled, each hoping to find a way to survive.

Luo Wen looked them over and found that they were all minor grunts, nothing worth much.

He had no interest in playing some chase game.

"Heh, I was originally planning to leave your corpses intact."

Luo Wen looked helpless. He had not wanted to make things too bloody.

He swung his greatsword.

A crescent-shaped slash shot forth, and the fleeing fish-men were instantly severed from head to body.

And with that.

Other than Arlong, the Arlong Pirates had been completely wiped out!

As easily as chopping vegetables, Luo Wen effortlessly destroyed the main force of the Fish-Man Pirates.

The fish-men who had tyrannized the Conomi Islands and terrified countless villagers were nothing more than ants before Luo Wen.