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The sound came from both the sky and Crockdahl's head.

He didn't know if there was such a thing as celestial induction, but the awakened domineering sight and hearing color, or his intuition, were all transmitting an alarm to him!

What had been vague a moment before, as if the smell of the Victory cigar had taken a turn for the worse in less than a moment. Instead, he was in danger.

Crockdahl's eyes were full of incredible emotion, and there was a hint of horror.

Unbelievable!

Whether it was the domineering look and hearing that he had escaped, or the sand that seemed to be floating in the air, but in fact it had become a radar-like existence, he didn't even notice Qing'en's approach!

Could it be that you have traveled through time and space?

His eyes were wide open, and he saw the swarthy fingers that were getting bigger and bigger, gradually taking over all the field of vision. At the same time, the feeling of danger, like an overelectricity, tingled his brain.

Dangerous!!

Far more intense than when facing snipers before, the alarm sounded in Crockdahl's mind. From the battle just now, it was clear that Qing En was a strong six-style user. Then, after letting him approach him silently, what he has to face is ......

"Finger gun!

Qing'en's voice was unusually solemn, and at the same time, the fingers that had hardened with the domineering color pierced out like lightning, straight to Crockdahl's throat.

A few meters away, his fingers did not reach, but the energy he brought up was forced in front of Crockdahl first.

Just like Arashi's foot, which can emit a slashing wave with a violent kick, when the power of the spear's thrust reaches a certain level, a vacuum wave will also form. It's just that unlike Arashi's slash, this vacuum wave is emitted in the form of a piercing. For example, this is the case with Luki's finger point, and the flying finger gun is like a bullet that flies out.

But Qing En's finger gun at this time was a little different, maybe the speed of the finger was too fast, and the vacuum wave was like a finger, just like ...... Gun!

It's the same gun, but it's not a machine, it's a spear made of fingers, enough to pierce everything!

"Bang!" suddenly a boom sounded in the air, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye, centered on Qing'en's wrist, radiated outward in a ring. And his fingers had reached the bottom of Krokdal's eyes.

"Uh......" A muffled snort, and Crockdahl's face immediately turned a little red. The position of his throat was affected by the strength of the qi, and a depression suddenly appeared, and he also felt a strange feeling of sullenness. It was a feeling of being locked in, maybe just a gut feeling, but he knew he couldn't dodge it!

Finger gun, eight inches!

This is Qingen's trick evolved from the six styles, and it can be regarded as his trick to press the bottom of the box. Using the power of the sudden burst, the domineering hardened and strengthened finger gun has unparalleled lethality. At the same time, the speed of the lightning flickering in the slightest millimeter also adds an effect called "must hit" to this trick.

So even though Kyung Eun gritted his teeth because of his exertion, he still showed a hint of a smile.

In his opinion, the big picture is decided.

The armed color domineering can capture the essence of the Devil Fruit ability, so Crockdahl will definitely not be able to use elementalization to dodge. And if you are hit in this position of the throat, there is only one dead end!

At the last moment, Crockdahl's body made a choice before consciousness - retreat!

Leaned back with all his might, even if the tearing force gave him a few more dark wounds in his body. Pressing his already tired body as hard as he could, Crockdahl was like a rocket, his feet spewing out yellow "flames" and suddenly bursting back.

The ability to see and hear domineering prediction is more accurate to be close to the intuition of battle. Although he had been locked by the finger gun and could not avoid being hit, he "perceived" the attack of the finger gun with the help of the domineering man who saw and heard it. Whether it's speed, power, path...... In an instant, the data was fed back into his mind, and reorganized in his brain to construct a scene similar to a simulated space.

This scene didn't help him dodge the attack, but it did allow him to react in the blink of an instant, avoiding the sharpest moment of the deadly finger gun.

When Crockdahl retreated, he exploded with all his might. If it is on the flat ground, it is naturally fine, but on the battleship, in the middle of the sea, the battleship under its feet shook violently, as if it wanted to overturn. Many unprepared people stumbled directly and were almost thrown into the sea.

Retreat, retreat!

Even if he tilted his head back a few meters in an instant, the dark fingers in front of him seemed to be closer. The attack that would kill him was like a poisonous snake, followed by a fierce bite on his throat.

In two consecutive steps, Crockdahl retreated more than ten meters away in an instant. But this is so ridiculous under the attack that clenches like maggots on the tarsal bones. It's more like a dying throes.

"Poof!", like a defeated revolution.

Qing's fingers pierced Crockdahl's blocked palm, and the aftermath kept stabbing his target. The power accumulated in the finger gun exploded in an instant, tearing Crockdahl's neck to pieces, and his body was instantly separated!

Soaring in the air, Crockdahl's face was filled with an emotion called horror. In his eyes, there seemed to be disbelief and incomprehension.

"How...... Probably ......"

"Ha~ Do you feel strange?" Qing'en, who stumbled to the ground, obviously had a lot of physical exertion, and his face looked a little pale. However, his mood was very high, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"The secret method of the navy, life is not just the ability to make hair grow and manipulate like tentacles!" Qing Eun smiled happily as he looked at the crippled body of Krokodahl who had fallen to the ground.

Even if the head is separated, it takes a little time for the brain to lose consciousness completely. And at this time, Qing En didn't care about showing his generosity, more precisely, he wanted to make Krokdahl understand.

"Life returns, and after cultivation, you can completely control all the cells in your body. It's easy to use this ability to burst out beyond the limit......!

"It's not just that you have the ability to see and hear the color domineering, right, the sand crocodile? In addition to being able to hear the sound and detect the enemy, seeing and hearing the color can affect the perception of others! I admit that your strength is very strong, but you are still too tender in terms of domineering! It's just a radar-like application, that's the lowest way to use it, hehe......"

"Even though I had to sleep for a few days to regain my mental strength with 'that', I won in the end. ”

At the end, Kyung Eun couldn't help but let out a chuckle, which was contempt and pride from the bottom of his heart.

"Really? I see......

The sudden words sounded from all directions, making Qing Eun feel quite familiar, but also unbelievable.

"Seeing and hearing the domineering power is really the most mysterious power, and it can be used like this...... Thank you, and as a gift, I'll tell you an armed color domineering application. ”

On the deck, Crockdahl's "corpse" suddenly turned into dust, and the grit immediately gathered together, and Crockdahl's figure was once again revealed. Except for a red mark on his neck, his face was more tired, and he seemed to be unharmed.

"Since you can amplify your attacks and capture the body of the person with the ability, isn't it easy to think of turning it into a shield to resist it? Although it takes a little time for the flow of domineering to take a while because the cultivation of domineering is not very mature, it is still too late to cancel out the domineering energy in your attack. With a chuckle, Crockdahl's eyes were narrow, "This app, but I learned it from Akainu~"

Just now, he took advantage of the opportunity he had won to dodge and successfully eliminated the domineering spirit on the finger gun. But the price was that his palm had a hole in his finger, and he was still bleeding incessantly.

"Tsk, is that so?" with a soft sigh, Qing En stopped regretfully, and happened to occupy the previous position of Crockdahl. The inevitable blow was still dodged, and he was naturally unwilling. But in the blink of an eye he smiled again, as if he meant something, and kicked lightly with his foot on the deck.

"But luckily, I left it behind...... So, can you do it? Lazy old fellow!"

"Oh yes, what do you say about being lazy, there really doesn't have any credibility in saying this from your mouth, flamboyant ......" Piero's voice suddenly sounded from behind Crockdahl, and then the deck of the battleship shattered, and the rickety old man attached himself to Crockdahl like a shadow.

He had barely made a shot since the beginning of the battle, and his brain became more and more oily.

"Tsk...... Then hurry up, disgusting old fellow......" pursed his lips, and Kyung Eun couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"It's disgusting or something, it really hurts the old heart!" Piero laughed weirdly, and Piero's body suddenly wrapped around Crockdahl like a mollusk. More precisely, the moment he attached it to Crockdahl, he turned into a translucent strange bug, like a leech, but covered with suckers, among which were countless nest teeth that could be known to be ferocious at first glance.

At this time, wisps of blood-red silk threads were spreading from the position of the sucker to Piero's body. His translucent body instantly took on a layer of blood-colored demonic brilliance.

"Leech fruit, I really don't know how there is such a thing......" Qing Eun wanted to say and stopped, but looking at the expression on his face, he also knew what he was trying to express.

"It's not a leech fruit, it's an ancient species of animal-based fruit, a tyrannosaurus leech that can suck the blood of even a Tyrannosaurus rex......!"

"It's not just a leech......" Qing'en pouted, but he also knew that he couldn't fight for a reason. The spit just now is just a habitual behavior.

"Hey, hey, the blood of the strong is really delicious, is it refreshing, Crockdahl, indulge in this sweet pleasure and die......"