Chapter 112 Curse Your Unfortunate Fate For Not Eating Phantom Beasts
Chapter 112 Curse Your Unfortunate Fate For Not Eating Phantom Beasts
The conflict between the two Buddhas seemed to last only ten seconds.
But for Sengoku, it was unusually long.
Because every second, he felt as if there were hundreds of meteorites falling from the sky, carrying a mighty force, and smashing straight at him.
good.
In his opinion, the fists that Senju Buddha waved at him were not fists at all, but huge, burning meteorites.
Even the Devil Fruit who ate the human fruit, the phantom beast, and the Buddha form, with his super physique and recovery ability, faced such a high-intensity collision, he once had doubts for a short time.
Worried about being able to hold on.
can now.
The moment of self-doubt has been thrown out of his mind.
This collision of Buddha and Buddha.
After all, he made it to the end.
"Did you take it?"
"It is indeed much better than Kong."
"And what about the remaining two thousand punches? What are you going to do?"
Just when many Marines on the warship showed ecstasy, preparing to celebrate first.
Just when Sengoku breathed a sigh of relief and was full of confidence.
A voice mixed with a little praise and amusement came from behind the smoke and dust that filled the sky.
Immediately.
Under the dumbfounded expressions of hundreds of Marines, after the brief collision just now, the agitated Haotian smoke and dust were instantly torn apart.
Then, hundreds of arms came to 780 together.
Wrapping the cloud-piercing stone and sinking the domineering fist power of the island, Sengoku was surrounded in an instant.
"not good!"
The smile on Sengoku's face froze at first, and then disappeared in an instant.
Facing this stormy fist.
He hastily made another palm, and both hands released a monstrous impact at the same time.
bang bang bang
With a loud noise shaking the sea, a new round of conflict between Buddha and Buddha has begun.
Maybe it's because there are more arms punching this time.
Perhaps Sengoku was consumed a lot by the fight just now.
Even if he bows left and right, releasing shock waves with both hands continuously, smashing the fists with the destructive power of destroying meteorites - but there will be new and more fists to make up for it immediately.
at first.
The two Buddhas can still be equally divided.
But gradually.
Zhanmu's body began to fall backwards continuously.
Fifteen hundred.
One thousand.
Eight hundred.
When only 800 of the three rounds and three Senju arms of the Senju Buddha were left, Sengoku used a pair of golden palms to continuously release shock waves, weaving a translucent giant net to stop the indiscriminate bombardment of the Three Thousand Buddha Fist. Overwhelmed, overwhelmed, torn apart.
Immediately.
The remaining 800 arms entered the sheepfold like a tiger, and drove straight in, wrapped in fists that destroyed mountains and shattered meteorites, scrambling towards him. (bede)
"Life Returned Buddha Golden Body!"
Without the slightest hesitation.
Sengoku instantly shrunk the 30-meter-tall Buddha golden body down to three meters in size.
Immediately.
His eyes flashed red, his eyes wide open, and he matched his life back to dominate his whole body.
Sight, smell, hearing, touch, sense.
The five senses have increased by more than ten times than usual.
besides.
Returning to life precisely controls the senses, muscles, bones, and internal organs, allowing him to respond, speed and flexibility, etc. The body functions of ten years have reached the limit of the human body.
Immediately afterwards.
Sengoku lost all his strength in an instant, his body was like a golden fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, avoiding the fists that were as huge as a mountain and stretched across the sky with a slight gap every time.
Even if eight hundred bergamot hands that were bigger than mangroves bombarded the sky in a row, making a series of dense and sunken fist marks in the sky, he still couldn't touch a single hair on him.
The body is like a swimming dragon, as graceful as a frightened bird.
The powerful fist force pulled up the airflow, triggering a storm-like air wave, as if it became Sengoku's savior, driving him to fly wantonly, avoiding all the attacks of the Senju Buddha.
"Senju, the fight is not about whoever is bigger and stronger than the hero can win."
"If this is the case."
"It is not humans who rule the sea, but Sea Kings."
Sengoku sneered from the bottom of his heart, looking through the cracks of the heavy fists, he looked straight at Baili on the head of Senju Buddha.
Under the vast and boundless sky, after dodging hundreds of punches one after another.
At first he was no longer satisfied with being chased by eight hundred bergamots, dodging wantonly under the siege, and actually began to approach Bai Yu's direction step by step.
Obviously.
He is completely different from Akainu and Aokiji who were extremely weak in the face of Senju Daibutsu when he was in Ohara.
As the ultimate Marine Buddha in mind, body, and skills, Sengoku's strength is definitely not limited to strength.
will.
speed.
strength.
reaction.
Combat awareness and experience.
Conqueror's Haki, fruit ability, and physical skills, every aspect is impeccable, enough to deal with all situations and all opponents.
Seeing that he was inferior to the opponent in the ultimate strength competition, he immediately changed his fighting style.
Instead of going head-to-head with the Senju Buddha, he quickly flew towards Bai Yu, the ability user who dominates the Senju Buddha.
"As long as you are defeated, this Buddha is just a puppet."
Sengoku looked at Bai Yu who was getting closer and closer to him, his eyes flashed coldly.
As the ability user of the Zoan phantom beast species.
As long as he gets close to Bai Yu, he has absolute confidence, and he will defeat him with a destructive attitude in close combat.
"yes?"
"That's what you think!"
"Sengoku."
Seeing Sengoku pressing on every step of the way.
On top of Senju Buddha's head, Bai Yu's face remained calm.
As the person who developed True Several Thousand Hands, how could he not know the flaw of this move.
Or.
It cannot be called a flaw.
It's just that a king like Sengoku, who has reached the ultimate in heart, body, and technology, forcibly created a flaw in the True Several Thousand Hands, which had no flaws in the first place.
"So."
"That's it."
Bai Yu's eyes slowly descended, and before the eyelids were about to close, he could vaguely see a scarlet light flashing past.
Observation Haki unfolds quietly.
What's next for Sengoku.
No.
Even brief fragments of the future, he could see clearly.
"Have you given up? No, it's the color of knowledge."
"It's useless, even if you can foresee the future, the old man can. It's not Haki that really separates you and me, it's physical skills and fruit abilities."
"Curse yourself for the unfortunate fate of not eating phantom beasts!"
After Sengoku caught Bai Yu closing his eyes, he immediately understood the other party's plan.
to this
He doesn't care.
Compared with Bai Yu.
In addition to having a shock wave similar to Paramecia's ability, he also has Zoan's strong physique and resilience.
This is the power of the Phantom Beast Fruit, which is rarer than Logia.
If you can spell Haki, spell Haki.
If you don't fight Haki, fight for ability.
If Haki doesn't have the upper hand in terms of ability, then the phoenix physique will overwhelm others.
Zoan's physique, combined with the Six Forms of Ultimate Exercise.
It can still unleash terrifying combat power.
boom
cemetery.
A fist struck violently, wrapped in the wind of the fist that uprooted the towering ancient trees, and suddenly blasted towards Sengoku from behind.
"Still refusing to give up?"
Feel the pressure coming from behind.
A trace of ridicule flashed across Sengoku's eyes, and then he didn't look back, as if he knew what was going to happen in the future, his spine twisted like a dragon in mid-air, and his body was almost dodged by the fists coming from behind.
"I said, it's useless!"
After dodging.
Sengoku found himself only a hundred meters away from Bai Yu.
Such a distance can be covered by a Moonwalk.
boom
At this time.
The fist that was just avoided by Sengoku is like installing a tracker and an intelligent analysis system, which can predict his next move one step in advance.
He suddenly turned a corner, danced like a spirit snake, and blasted on his back like lightning.
boom
Fist implement.
At the same time that the sudden and terrifying fist force created a storm in the sky, it also hit Sengoku until his chest was blocked, his eyes were full of stars, and his body flew backwards like a shell. .
met free