Sparks and Lightning All the Way

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South of Sakura City, amidst ruins, Rob Lucci stood on a wooden plank, coldly watching Bacchus Jot, who wore an ugly hat, looked drunk, and had a large sausage nose.

At this moment, Bacchus gripped the large wine jug tightly in his hand. His previously drunken face had cleared up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Rob Lucci on the ruins with some apprehension.

"As expected of the Death God, he injured me without warning."

Bacchus took a swig of strong liquor, the aroma of which filled the air, and then tossed the flask aside.

"Big Barrel Bacchus Chote."

His figure vanished, and the next second Rob Lucci appeared in front of Bacchus, causing the latter's pupils to shrink.

"Enough with the nonsense. Since we can't escape, let's fight a proper battle. I haven't fought in ages since I entered Impel Down."

Contrary to his appearance, Bacchus was very carefree. According to his Observation Haki, the place was completely surrounded, and it was impossible for him to leave, even if he defeated the man in front of him.

Without a word, Rob Lucci simply stared coldly at Bacchus.

"Whoosh"

Vanished without a trace, an explosion erupted where Bacchus had been standing, and his figure appeared before Rob Lucci like a streak of light, tearing through eardrums with a punch that sent air pressure swirling towards Rob Lucci's forehead.

With an expressionless face, Rob Lucci slightly turned his head. As his hair fluttered, buildings behind him exploded, creating a chaotic trench that was still in turmoil.

With his face flushed red and steam rising from his body, Bacchus saw Rob Lucci easily dodge his punch and immediately changed his attack to an elbow strike aimed at Rob Lucci's neck.

"Call out."

Vanished without a trace, and as the ground collapsed, Bacchus turned to look at the unharmed Rob Lucci, his body tensing even more.

"Return Life?"

Rob Lucci frowned as he sensed Bacchus's aura, because the aura emanating from this guy was too similar to that of Return Life, but upon closer inspection, there were differences.

"Return Life? Do you think like those guys in the Navy?"

Turning around, Bacchus faced Rob Lucci, a hint of sarcasm playing on his lips.

Turning his head, Rob Lucci looked at the flask that Bacchus had just thrown away.

"Compressing blood and muscles? That's quite similar."

Rob Lucci knew that the strong in this world all had their own skills. In terms of physical skills, some speed techniques were not necessarily called "Shave." After all, "Shave" was just a move name, not the only one.

A surge of wind pressure erupted, and Bacchus appeared rapidly in front of Rob Lucci. His powerful, rough right foot, coated in Armament Haki, ripped out eardrums.

As the black and white Armament Haki swirled, Rob Lucci raised his right arm to block in front of his face. The immense force of Bacchus's kick caused his right hand to strike his face, contorting his previously calm expression before he was sent flying with the force of the blow.

With his feet sinking deep into the ground, Rob Lucci kept shifting sideways, his upper body bending to the left.

He underestimated the strength of his opponent.

The ground trembled incessantly. Rob Lucci's eyes narrowed, and he leaned back, unleashing a powerful whip kick that caused a massive explosion behind him, leveling houses to the ground.

With his hands on the ground, Rob Lucci launched a powerful kick at Bacchus's chin.

In an instant, Bacchus vanished from his spot and reappeared to Rob Lucci's right, his knees covered in heavy Armament Haki, delivering a fatal blow.

Turning into a blur, Bacchus's heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, he vanished from the spot. The next instant, two finger-shaped holes appeared on a boulder, extending deep into the ground.

As he fired his Shigan, Rob Lucci looked up and his body blurred into a blur.

Bacchus flashed into the air and stomped down, but what shattered was only Rob Lucci's afterimage.

The ground cracked, spiderweb-like fissures spreading out, stirring up a storm; just then, the dust tore apart, Bacchus's hair stood on end, and as the ugly hat was split in two, the area behind him was cleanly and smoothly severed.

"Boom"

The two fists collided, creating a massive storm that ripped away the soil and gravel from the ground, whistling like bullets and leaving the surrounding area riddled with holes.

As they took off, visible ripples in the atmosphere spread outwards, and waves of air surrounded the two of them.

With a muffled thud, two bloody holes appeared in Bacchus's chest, and he crashed to the ground like a rainbow.

A ravine stretched into the ruins, sand and dust flying everywhere. Bacchus pushed aside the rubble and stood up, looking at the blood trickling from the hole in his chest, his face turning slightly pale.

At this moment, Rob Lucci was also emanating heat mist, clearly indicating that he had also entered the Return Life.

"You've actually mastered the Six Powers to such an extent."

Bacchus looked up at Rob Lucci, who was standing in mid-air, and took a deep breath.

"You're not bad either."

With his eyes lowered, Rob Lucci's face was as expressionless as if he had a facial paralysis; apart from indifference, there was no other expression to be seen.

Charging forward, Bacchus struck first.

Without a sound, the air began to fill with the visceral impact of each punch. Perhaps enjoying this pure physical combat, Rob Lucci did not use his abilities.

Those around them, some of whom were under lockdown, felt the power of the collision and were filled with respect.

As everyone knows, the soldiers and generals of the kingdom are all Clone, but apart from the soldiers, the higher-ranking generals are somewhat more complex.

Because some of them are a combination of Clone and Artificial Devil Fruit, or a combination of combat suits and Artificial Devil Fruit, not all of them are lifeless Clone; some have emotions and reason.

Where are you going?

In the southeast of the Sakura City, on the main streets and alleys, a white horse, panting like a dog, galloped away, carrying a sickly man, disappearing into the dust.

The Fukuro and Jabra were leaping and bounding behind them in pursuit.

"What kind of horse is that? It runs so fast!"

With his face flushed red, Jabra transformed into Dire Wolf, its sharp claws leaving scratches on the cobblestones of the street. Its speed was as fierce as a storm, but even so, it couldn't catch up with the horse in front of it, which was carrying a person.

"Cough cough cough, whether we can leave here depends on you, Zhuangzhuang."

He was terminally ill, seemingly on the verge of death at any moment. As the Blackbeard Pirates' ship doctor, Doc Q lay on the white horse, coughing incessantly.

Zhuangzhuang is the white horse that even Jabra in its full beast form couldn't catch.

"Hissing"

With its Zhuangzhuang red tongue lolling out, Zhuangzhuang let out a loud neigh and suddenly sped through the complex streets, trying to shake off Jabra.

"Thousand-Ton Pressure."

Just then, a loud explosion rang out. Doc Q looked up at the Fukuro that was falling like a mountain, and his pale face instantly changed.

" To Zhuangzhuang morale."

The illness made it hard to even breathe, a reminder from the Doc Q.

"Hissing"

The humanoid creature showed a look of panic, swallowed the big red tongue, and Zhuangzhuang flicked out a string of snot. Instantly, sparks flew and Inazuma as its speed suddenly increased again.

"Boom"

The earth shook violently, as if an earthquake had ripped up the surrounding crust, sending sand and stones flying everywhere. In a bottomless pit, the Fukuro spat out the dirt in its beak and climbed up.

It darted past, and a pair of sharp-toothed mouths grabbed the Fukuro's clothes, tossing them onto its back in an instant.

Riding on Jabra, the Fukuro stared at the Doc Q, now only its rump remaining, and cursed loudly.

"What's wrong with this horse? It looks sickly; it can't even keep up with the Geppo when it runs."

"Of course I'm exhausted, I've run several blocks already."

With its tongue lolling out, the Jabra wolf's face was filled with Evil Fiend.