As Jorge approached, Serre stomped his feet the deck, placed his right fist at his waist, and slammed the punch out.

"Elbaf's Spear Heavy Country ~ Meteor!"

Searle's so-called ordinary meteorite is actually a punch without using his own special aura, and every time he only uses the strength of his body, it does not produce a strong impact. However, if Searle is able to fire Elbaf's spear with a powerful impact when using a special aura, the difference is self-evident. Meteorites with special breaths are twice as powerful as ordinary meteorites!

Surprisingly, Jorge didn't choose to dodge, and a smile of conspiracy appeared on his lips.

"Boom~"

The impact went straight through the entire pirate ship behind Jorge.

At the moment when the impact exploded, Jorge's body instantly showed a twisted and soft posture, easily dodging the "Heavy Country ~ Meteorite" and then wrapping around Searle's arm to his neck.

"The power of softness is a fall!"

Jorge wrapped his arms around Searle's neck, and his legs wrapped around Searle's waist and shook him hard.

"Bang!"

Searle was thrown away.

Touching the back of his sore head, Serge stared at Jorge in confusion.

"What just happened? Why am I being thrown off? "Searle didn't know anything about all this.

"Boy, it was just a warm-up, now I'm going to be serious!" Jorge looked at Ser like a beast staring at its prey.

"What the hell is this? Just now this guy suddenly became like a snake. Searle carefully analyzed everything that had happened before.

Finally came to the conclusion ~ This guy may be a Devil Fruit ability!

The unbelieving Serge rushed forward again and launched a fierce attack on Jorge.

Punches, knees, elbows, as long as he could use the attack, Searle tried them one by one.

"It's useless, you can't keep up with me with your half-baked speed!" Jorge softened and dodged Serre's attacks with great ease.

"Soft power two-stage fall!"

Jorge's right hand wrapped around Searle's fist and pulled it back, causing Searle to lose his balance.

Before Serge could react, Jorge stopped Serge's waist for a series of takedowns.

"Bang~Bang~Bang"

Searle was smashed to pieces, and his head was even more mushy.

"Wow"

Eventually, Searle was thrown into the sea.

……

Stimulated by the seawater, Serge finally came to his senses, but Serge still had no clue about Jorge's strange abilities.

In short, it is very strong, and now Searle can't even fight back, no wonder this bastard doesn't seem panicked at all, it turns out that he hasn't shown his ability yet!

What exactly is his fruit power? That's what Searle wants to know most at the moment.

Previously, Serge was able to inflict a heavy blow on Jorge because Serge's strength was far superior to Jorge's.

When it comes to a head-on confrontation, the battle situation is almost one-sided~ Serge steadily pressed Jorge to fight.

In just an instant, the tide of battle was reversed.

Jorge's strange abilities left Searle a little helpless.

"Looks like it's going to take a few more contacts to understand this guy's abilities!" Jumping out of the sea onto the deck, Serge muttered to himself.

"As expected, this level of attack is really useless against a little monster like you!" Jorge returned to his normal form and said in a deep voice as he looked at the unscathed Serge.

Is it really unscathed? At least there weren't any wounds!

"I don't know what you're capable of, though? But your attack is really weak, can you only tickle me? Serge mocked with a presumptuous face: "You have the ability to show the power that a man should have!" ”

Hearing Serge's taunt, Jorge's face tightened.

"As you wish." The momentum on Jorge's body changed, the first class under his feet shook for a while, and the whole person became soft again.

"The power of softness is three stages ~ impact!"

Jorge, who had formed into a ball, bounced twice and rolled towards Serge.

"Do you use elasticity to add impact? It's a very practical trick. Serre crossed his arms, ready to fend off Jorge's onslaught.

The strength was several times stronger than before, and Serre did his best to block Jorge's onslaught.

The two were at a stalemate.

"Is it possible to use the enemy's strength to increase the impact?"

At one point, Serge suddenly let go and made quick jumps in succession, dodging the ever-increasing impact.

Jorge didn't even look at it, and directly turned on what he saw and heard and continued to track Serge's figure.

Faced with this situation, Serre can only change positions without stopping, and wherever he hides, he will be tracked by Jorge.

"Bastard, when are you going to escape?" Jorge scoffed.

"I can't tell you that," Serre disappeared again.

Jorge's eyes were closed, and his bulbous body continued to expand, and in a short period of time it had swelled to about ten meters.

"Don't forget, this is above the sea, you can't escape!"

Jorge rolled faster, and after a period of chase, he finally pushed Serre into a corner.

There is the sea in front of you, and if you want to escape, you can only jump into the sea.

"You can't run." Jorge's arm reached out from the soft ball and grabbed Searle's ankle.

"Rouli three-stage fall!"

Jorge slammed his right hand and Searle was smashed into the deck, then lifted up and smashed again, three or four times in a row.

At the end of the fourth, Serge put his hands on the ground and flicked his right foot hard, and Jorge was thrown out.

Before Searle could breathe a sigh of relief, Jorge, who had bounced twice, crashed into Searle again.

Originally, Serge didn't pay much attention to it, but when Jorge actually hit him, Serge's eyes widened.

"This..."

"Puff"

Serge was knocked directly into the sea by Jorge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The surrounding pirates cheered: "He's going to be finished now, the continuous impact of Gummy Lady is not so good!" ”

"Serge! Still alive? A number of sailors shouted at the spot where Searle had fallen.

Jorge stared solemnly at where Searle had fallen into the water, knowing in his heart that this move was his strongest move so far.

But if the opponent is this little monster, it may not work.

It took almost a minute.

The tall figure jumped up from the sea.

"Boom"

Searle landed on the deck.

At this time, Serge's form is definitely not good.

His face was pale, his chest was stained with blood, and his injured left arm was wiggling weakly.

"It's almost over, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful move. Yes~~! Searle raised his left arm slightly, grabbed his elbow with his right hand and twisted it suddenly, letting out a cry of pain.

"Click"

The dislocated left arm was taken back.

With all that done, Searle shook off the arm he had just picked up.

Jorge opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, and he shouted in surprise: "Huh~"

The Navy: "Huh~"

Pirates: "Huh~"

Serge smiled: "Fortunately, it didn't break!" ”

Everyone: "。。。。。。 This guy is a monster indeed! ”

The corners of Jorge's mouth twitched: "Why are there so many monsters in this world!" ”

For a moment, Jorge felt the urge to give up, this guy is simply a pervert, okay?

"Alright, let's move on!" Confirming that his left arm was okay, Serge hooked his hand towards Jorge.

Serge gradually understood Jorge's ability, which was able to soften his body with elasticity, which increased speed, strength, and defense.

Coupled with the domineering nature of seeing and hearing, his actions are more flexible.

The means of attack are a bit like the borrowing of strength in Tai Chi and the use of softness to overcome rigidity in Jiu-Jitsu.

No wonder this guy is so domineering, it turns out that he is focusing on fruit development and physical skills, in short, for the current Searle, this guy is a fierce opponent!

Without further ado, Serge slammed his right foot hard and charged towards Jorge.

Jorge's body twisted and changed back into a ball.

"Elbaf's Spear Heavy Country ~ Meteor!"

"Soft Ball ~ Impact!"

The two collided violently.

"Ah~" Jorge was knocked away under the effect of the meteorite.

After the collision, Searle stood still panting.

Jorge, who was not far away, was likewise hunched over and panting.

"Has all the power been softened and absorbed?" Searle muttered to himself as he stared at Jorge unscathed.

In this regard, Jorge can be called the nemesis of physical practitioners.

Unless you can learn the armed color to restrain the ability of the Devil Fruit, you really can't threaten him!