Poaching Talent-Who Says I Can't Poach Anyone?

Seeing that Xia Luo was still deep in thought, Zephyr shouted:

"Alright, stop thinking so much. While you still have the feeling, the fight continues!"

"Find that feeling from before. Keep trying in battle, guide it, and unleash it until it becomes instinct!"

With that,

a purple-black fist howled through the air, hurtling straight for his face.

Seeing this, Xia Luo's mouth twitched slightly. He suddenly realized that martial arts experts all seemed to enjoy aiming for their opponents' heads and faces. Garp was like that, and so was Zephyr.

Auto-locking onto the enemy's head, huh?

Very well. Now it's mine!

Xia Luo crossed his arms in front of himself, trying to mobilize the Armament Haki within his body and coat his arms with it.

However, he was still unskilled, and the Armament Haki inside him was too weak.

So, he failed.

And the price of failure was being blasted through the mountainside again like a cannonball.

This repeated several times.

Off to the side, the Poop-Throwing Gorilla couldn't help covering its eyes. Damn, the boss was miserable. He'd been beaten up night after night like a punching bag, tossed around by someone else.

But why didn't the boss turn into a dragon-man? Wasn't that form stronger? Then he wouldn't have to keep getting beaten up.

I don't get it!

But then again, watching the boss get the crap beaten out of him suddenly felt kind of satisfying.

Hahaha, rotten boss, so you have a day like this too! That's what you get for zapping me all the time!

The Poop-Throwing Gorilla waved its fists.

"Roar roar roar!" (Go, purple-haired hairless gorilla!)

The Poop-Throwing Gorilla's inexplicable cries suddenly piqued Zephyr's curiosity.

"Xia Luo, what's that gorilla you keep calling out about? Does it want me to stop? It's quite loyal