Destroying the ship

"Who are you?!" A man whose looks bore a seventy- or eighty-percent resemblance to Sanji suddenly attacked Li Ziming from behind.

"Sneak attacks aren't a good habit..." Li Ziming dodged aside. Edward had disappeared at some point. Li Ziming caught the harpoon fired at him. "All right, so you're the Flying Fish Riders?"

"We're the Rosy Life Riders now! Not the Flying Fish Riders!" Duval declared narcissistically. "And it's all thanks to..."

"Sorry..." Li Ziming blasted him away with a Shockwave. "I'm not particularly interested in listening to you ramble..." He shook his head and looked toward the sea, where his men were already fighting the Flying Fish Riders. Hatchan the octopus Fish-Man appeared to be among them, attacking the Marines.

"Are those all members of your riders?" Li Ziming asked evenly.

"That's right! We absolutely won't let you bastards destroy Master Sanji's ship!" Duval clutched his stomach. Although Li Ziming hadn't used his full strength in that last attack, it had still inflicted considerable damage on Duval.

"You can still stand?" Li Ziming raised an eyebrow. "Not bad. And holding your own against the Marines isn't bad either... though that's probably mostly thanks to that Fish-Man helping you. In that case, I'll go play with your men..." With that, Li Ziming used his ability to fly toward the warship.

There was no denying that Fish-Men were naturally stronger than humans. Although Hatchan's Six Sword Style couldn't compare to Zoro's swift, precise, ruthless strikes and their demonic aura, his naturally superior Fish-Man physique gave every swing tremendous force. Combined with the storm-like barrage of attacks from his six swords, it left no one aboard the warship capable of matching him for the moment.

"Does this count as a racial advantage?" Li Ziming shrugged and went straight behind Hatchan.

Hatchan turned