r18novel Chapter 142 Barzel vs. Barolorick Redfield!
Chapter 142 Barzel vs. Barolorick Redfield!
Chapter 142 Barzel vs. Barolorick Redfield!
"You bastard!!"
Just as Loki was about to bring down his hammer, Barolorick seemed to have anticipated the attack, and simply tapped his feet a few times.
The person then vanished in a blur.
When it reappeared, it was already standing on top of the hammer.
Boom boom boom--!
The island's ground shattered, and the reflection in Loki's pupils vanished once more.
"Oh, a giant. I didn't expect your Beasts Pirates to have a giant among your members, but for me..."
Appearing on Loki's right shoulder, Barolok still casually thrust out the umbrella in his hand.
Loki instinctively wrapped Armament Haki around his cheek.
But as a tremendous force was applied, his eyes rolled upwards rapidly.
Several broken teeth sprayed out of his mouth.
"Hey, what are you going to do to my cute little brother?"
Barolorik didn't turn around. He changed his grip on the umbrella to a reverse grip and then stabbed it from under his armpit towards his back.
boom--!
"Hey!"
Bazel grinned maliciously, each of his attacks after reaching the third level of divine transformation was an enhanced version of the Sun Illusion.
"I heard you, young man."
Baroric suddenly turned his head and looked at Bazel with amusement.
"My Observation Haki is different from others."
One!
Barolorik disappeared again.
Bazel didn't move in a hurry. His eyes flashed red, and he subconsciously jumped slightly to the left.
To the right rear!
"Next, you want to use a roundhouse kick, then breathe fire, right?"
Bazel stopped his attack, his expression grim.
"I almost forgot that your Observation Haki can read minds."
"Mind reading is such an exaggeration."
Five meters away, Barolorik smoothed out the wrinkles in the hem of his clothes.
"My Observation Haki is just a little special."
"Come on, young man, make my boring life interesting."
"Apart from Garp, Roger, and Newgate, no one on this ocean can make me use my full strength."
Bazel almost laughed out of anger: "How arrogant you are! No wonder they call you the Lone Red."
"So, you're saying that even Lox D. Giebeck, who disappeared just a few years ago, is no match for you?"
"And there's Harald, the Giant King, who's just as powerful as him. You don't really think Whitebeard and Roger are the strongest in the world right now, do you?"
"Those two alone are enough to give you a hard time, not to mention those monsters from the World Government."
"Baroric, is this your vision?"
Baroric remained unperturbed, smiling with narrowed eyes: "Oh~ so you mean you've fought those monsters?"
"So that's why you think my strength isn't enough to become the world's strongest, is that how I should understand it?"
A sudden sense of alarm rose in Bazel's mind, and without thinking, he raised his left hand.
Conqueror's Haki and Armament Haki wrapped around his forearm.
The next moment!
Barolorik charged forward with his superior physical abilities, attempting to knock Bazel away with his umbrella.
But Bazel, who was prepared, shoved his right foot into the ground, his muscles bulging. "Gotcha—!?"
When his left hand grasped at empty air, Bazel suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
By the time his eyes reacted, Barolorik was already in the motion of sheathing his sword and throwing a punch.
"Your eyes can't keep up with my speed."
"Your physical instincts are excellent, but they still can't keep up with my speed."
Barolorik did not pursue, but stood there leisurely, repeating the action of smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.
That air of elegance infuriated Bazeir.
"Big brother!!"
"Boss Bazel!"
Loki and his crew of pirates are about to arrive.
But Bazeir raised his hand to stop him.
"This is my battle."
Bazel tossed the hero's cloak aside and tore strips of cloth from his coat to tie around his eyes.
"If I can't see it, I won't look. My instincts will lead me to break through the encirclement."
"Come on, Baloric, what doesn't kill me makes me stronger!"
"An interesting man."
A hint of appreciation rose in Barolorik's eyes, but more than that, it was disdain.
They walked step by step toward the blindfolded young man.
After seven steps, Barolorik vanished into a gentle breeze.
Bazel felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end, as if something was approaching.
But before he could defend himself, another ominous sign appeared on his face.
Next up are the thighs and forearms—
"How is this possible!?"
"It seems you had a premonition."
Baroric's voice, like a 3D surround sound system, echoed around Barzel.
"That's right, that's my next attack order."
"First, it was my back."
No matter how Bazel tried to dodge, the warning signs from behind grew stronger.
boom!
"Next is the left cheek."
"thigh."
"Left arm."
After completing a series of attacks, Barolok jumped onto a large rock on the beach and looked down at the somewhat wolfish man.
"After witnessing my speed and strength, do you still think anyone can be stronger than me?"
Upon hearing this, Bazel, who was lying on the beach, laughed.
The laughter was low and hoarse.
The opponent's attack just now ended at the throat.
At that moment, Bazel felt as if a peach was stuck in his throat, making it impossible for him to speak normally, and it was also very itchy.
Fortunately, the power of the mythical beast is rapidly repairing his body.
Barolorik's arrogance also meant that he would not launch an attack or pursue at this time.
When Bazel sat up, he rubbed his throat, which had just been repaired.
"Everyone of you is so proud, you are too, and so is Shiki."
As he got up, the muscles jerked, and the grit hidden in his clothes was shaken out.
Bazel didn't use any of his poison-based techniques; neither Heaven's Gate nor his enormous body were effective against such a speed-based opponent.
The same applies to snake venom.
If we're talking about speed alone, Baroric is definitely the fastest of all the strongmen he knows.
Even Rayleigh wasn't as fast as him.
Such agile movements without prior acceleration can only be accomplished by training muscles to a certain level.
But that's all.
Aside from speed, the opponent's strength is inferior to Rayleigh and Shiki.
At least when he parried Barolorik's slash, he didn't feel as powerless as he did when facing the other two.
Not to mention the oppressive power of the Giant King.
Having played this far, Bazell is now clear about what he's lacking.
It's not about greater strength, nor about greater speed.
Instead, there will be more battles!
Only through countless battles and the accumulated experience of being beaten and attacking can one forge the most perfect reflexes.
Instead of using the special characteristics of the third gear to prematurely activate the body's instincts, as is the case now.
Step your right foot back and lower your center of gravity.
Bazeir, with his eyes bound, assumed a defensive stance.
He now finally understands why Kaido's fighting power increases as the story progresses.
It wasn't years of training at all.
Instead, they fought against strong opponents for decades, using the terrifying regeneration speed of mythical beasts to forge their own fighting instincts!
This instinct is also referred to as combat experience by some of the stronger individuals.
Learn to take a beating first, then learn to attack.
Having figured this out, Bazel no longer hesitated, gripped the ground with his toes, and suddenly sprinted forward.
After several cushioned sprints, the muscles in my right foot suddenly swelled and tensed.
With a heavy stomp of the foot.
Bazel transformed into a ball of crimson-gold light and burst forth.
A faint red light flashed in Barolorik's eyes as he stood atop the boulder.
He retreated and jumped off the rock, dodging the enemy's powerful smash.
Then turn your head to the left and strike the umbrella handle.
As he dodged the enemy's attack, the upward-striking umbrella handle struck Bazel's wrist precisely.
Just as Barolorik was about to give chase, he seemed to hear something, and his unchanging expression suddenly turned slightly surprised.
"I see."
The left arm returns to support, and the right knee rises.
He collided with Bazel's incoming knee and fist, sweat mixed with sand flying everywhere.
The right arm, which was weak and limp from being hit by Barolorick, suddenly retaliated like a snake's tail.
Bang-!
Barolorik was sent flying by the blow and crashed into the sea.
Bazel did not expend energy on a heat breath pursuit.
He knew the other party would definitely be able to dodge it.
Instead of wasting physical energy on trivial matters, it's better to focus it all on suppressing thoughts.
"I suddenly understood."
"Human reactions require thought. No matter how excellent your thinking skills are, they can never withstand a chaotic punch without any method."
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"I'm used to thinking about how to punch and how to kick in every fight."
"We've gotten used to getting the biggest benefits with the smallest cost."
"But it was this habit that made me forget why I had ever practiced the Third Gear in the first place."
Bazel grinned, and a wildness that Loki had never seen before suddenly erupted from him!
"Only by becoming a monster can I fight against you monsters."
"This is the best of times, the greatest of times, and I don't want to miss it."
The Conqueror's Haki was like a whirlwind climbing a ladder to heaven!
Carrying a blood-red aura, it charged towards the sky!
At that moment, Bazel suddenly realized that the last thing he should have done was try to stay rational in third gear.
"The Martial Body of the Setting Sun—"
A pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared behind the strip of cloth.
"This was the sun's final, desperate act!"