Chapter 11

Then, Lawrence let out a loud cry, the muscles in his right arm swelling and knotting, veins throbbing. A terrifying power swept out, shaking the ground and causing cracks!

 

"Explosive Fist Impact!"

 

Lawrence laughed ferociously and punched the air in front of him. It felt like hitting a solid entity, creating a 'boom' explosion! The wave of punching force shrouded Ron's direction.

 

Seeing this, Ron's expression hardened. This attack had some real power. Holding the sword in both hands, he concentrated the sword's momentum, the sharp slash focused at one point, shooting from the edge of the sword, hidden and not revealed!

 

"Cut!"

 

Ron shouted, swinging his sword forward. The slash, hidden at one point, suddenly exploded like a spring pressed to the extreme!

'Boom!!'

 

When the two collided, a sky-shattering sound suddenly resounded through the space. A gust of energy turned into a billowing wave and swept toward the surroundings. The ground at the collision point sank directly, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere!

 

"Where are you looking?"

 

In the smoke, a figure broke through, very fast, with a sneer on his lips. He punched out again, his knuckles screamed sharply, and the force of his fist pushed the air in front of him, bombarding a black shadow in the smoke!

 

'Boom!'

 

The strength of the fist penetrated the black shadow, blasted into the ground, and created a large hole, more terrifying than the power of artillery shells! The energy scattered the smoke and dust, but there was no one there. The blow had only hit a phantom.

 

"Where is he?"

 

Lawrence frowned. The next moment, he sensed danger above his head. Looking up, he saw a bolt of lightning falling straight toward his position.

 

Then he heard an indifferent voice: "White Lightning!"

 

Lawrence dodged sideways and was about to launch another attack, but then he felt a heat wave rolling in from the right. Over there, Ron landed on the ground instantly, raised his hand, and the Thirty-Three of the Way of Destruction, Blue Fire, Crash Down, bombarded out!

 

Before the explosive flames arrived, the heat wave had already passed, causing Lawrence's expression to change drastically. He wanted to avoid it but realized that the explosive flames spread out in a fan shape, covering his escape routes! Helpless, Lawrence could only choose to resist! Putting his hands in front of his body, he planned to take Ron's blow head-on!

 

However, is Ron's attack so easy to block? Without armor, relying on physical protection alone, even users of animal-type Devil Fruits might not survive this blow intact!

 

With a sound of 'Boom,' there was an explosion of flames, and Lawrence was blasted hundreds of meters away, smashing all the trees along the way to pieces. He finally fell to the ground, creating a huge crater!

 

"Oh? Still alive? So... what about this blow?"

 

Ron sneered. Although he didn't know who this person was, the words "I want to slaughter everyone on the island" were enough for Ron to consider him an enemy. If it's the enemy, they must be eliminated!

 

Ron jumped into the air instantly, raised his sword above his head, and a strong sword force condensed around him. His eyes were cold as he stared directly at Lawrence below, a cold smile on his lips: "Moon Fang Heaven-Piercer!"

 

At the edge of the sword, a wave of sword momentum was brewing. Then, a half-moon-shaped slash several tens of meters long shot out from the sword's edge, slashing fiercely toward Lawrence!

 

The ability of [Zangetsu], Moon Fang Heaven-Piercer, was displayed by Ron at this moment! This sword, containing immense sharpness, seemed capable of cutting the entire island in two!

 

As soon as Lawrence got up, he saw a terrifying slash descending on his head. At this moment, he finally felt fear and couldn't help but say, "This level of slash? Who are you!? CP0 member?"

 

He felt that this sword was invincible! However, even ants resist death; a pirate, especially a vicious one, would do the same!

 

At this moment, Lawrence went completely insane. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious, and he burst out with all his strength. With his fists gathered at his abdomen, he hit the sky with both fists, shouting, "Break it!!"

 

At the critical juncture, Lawrence unleashed his full potential, and this blow was his strongest ever!

 

'Boom!'

 

The two attacks collided again, and this time, the sound was even more violent! Under Lawrence's feet, the ground collapsed again, and the shock wave swept all around, blowing away rock formations and trees!

 

Crush! Crush!

 

Ron's sword strike broke through Lawrence's explosive punch. In the end, the half-moon slash crashed down in Lawrence's desperate eyes! With a 'chi' sound, a sword mark stretching hundreds of meters suddenly appeared, creating a ravine across the island!

 

Below, half of Lawrence's body was chopped off, exposing his internal organs. But the powerful vitality of the Pirate World prevented him from dying completely. He looked at the cloudy sky, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and gasped heavily: "Ahem... don't, don't think you have succeeded..."

 

With his last burst of vitality, Lawrence laughed ferociously: "Hahaha, Mr. Vinsmoke Judge will not give up the research results. The large fleet of the Vinsmoke family is already rushing to this island. You, you, and everyone on the island will die! No one will survive! Hahaha..."

 

Ron frowned upon hearing this, and a bolt of white lightning ended Lawrence's life. Lawrence's wild laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes became slack, and he finally drew his last breath, lifeless.

 

Using Flash Step, Ron hung in the air for a short while, panting heavily. The sword attack had consumed a lot of his physical strength. Here, using skills consumed physical strength. If the body wasn't strong enough, even the power couldn't be improved.

 

'My body is not strong enough...'

 

Ron was aware of his shortcomings at this stage, but he couldn't help it. Physical strength couldn't be developed quickly in a day or two; it needed a long period of accumulation. In this regard, Ron already had his own plan. Maybe joining the navy would be a good choice...