Once upon a time, Martin watched cartoons or Hollywood blockbusters, and how inspiring it was to fight giants. The protagonist jumps on the giant's arm in one step, runs as fast as possible on the giant's arm, and finally jumps to the neck or skull, giving the giant a fatal blow.

When Martin is doing it himself, he just wants to say one sentence - a few nonsense!

First, the trolls are really not slow at all. If it had been the kind of monster that was sluggish and had every movement in slow motion, then the brave man just now wouldn't have been beaten into a flying ball with a stick, and the grass would grow three feet high on the grave next year.

The movements of the trolls can be described as very fast and furious.

Second, don't look at the trolls, who are two stories tall and have arms that are forty centimeters thick. But his wrists weren't that good to stand.

The trolls of the Kaos continent are not only corrosive in the green saliva that flows from their mouths, but also have a similar effect in their sweat, and they are sticky and slippery.

If anyone wants to imitate Martin's movements, he really stepped on the troll's wrist, and the next second he must have slipped on the spot, and then hit the street, and was caught by the troll and beaten into meat sauce.

The only good thing is that Martin is the owner of the Split Fruit!

This ability from the One Piece manga has incredible special effects.

Although Bucky, the original owner of the Split Fruit, is known as the most scummy Seven Martial Seas in history, and he has reached a high position by relying on pit abduction, don't forget, Bucky is a rare man who can take over the sword of the great sword hero Hawkeye Mihawk with all his strength and not die.

How strong Hawkeye is, readers and viewers who have watched One Piece have a deep understanding. It was a terrifying man who slashed the battleship with a sword and split the mountains in half.

It can be said that Hawkeye himself is a man who stands at the top of the One Piece world with his simple kendo.

There was nothing his sword could not cut.

Bucky was indeed chopped to pieces by him, but Bucky used his ability to split the fruit to restore himself.

Martin is now using Bucky's splitting ability.

In full view of everyone, Martin will definitely not perform Split, otherwise even if he wins tonight, he will be burned at the stake tomorrow as a devil heretic or something.

One of the characteristics of the Split Fruit is that every part of the body, except for the soles of the feet, can float off the ground.

So Martin seems to be jumping, but in fact he is flying.

As for the soles of his feet, they were long hidden in the ruins of the wooden fence, under a beam. In order to avoid the panic of the people, he wore a pair of black riding boots, which were tightly tied to the calves and ankles, and there was no possibility of falling off at will.

In order to turn around and facilitate the return of the soles of the feet, the riding boots did not have soles, but for visual safety, Martin painted the inside black with his own hands.

Originally, Martin didn't think about making a move, but he was forced to use the previous arrangement.

Under the gaze of more than a thousand pairs of eyes on both sides, Martin showed extraordinary agility, like a dancer dancing on the blade, performing a shocking dance of death.

The first foot was on the trunk of the tree that swept through the army, the second on the wrist that was still moving at high speed, and the third on the upper arm muscle of the troll's right arm.

Three points in a row are more natural and light than a dragonfly dotting water.

After that last point, Martin's whole body really flew. On the surface, this is his desperate fight, but in fact, he really can't find a foothold.

Whether it's metaphysics or unreliable inhuman strength and agility, anyway, after Martin jumped three times, the whole person flew to the level of the troll's face.

He could see the shock in the troll's eyes.

"Suffer death—monster!"

Perhaps, he really doesn't need Gal's gun.

Martin felt an irrepressible excitement in his heart, and he shouted, letting the domineering shouts resound through the night sky, and at the same time, he stabbed out the family heirloom sword in his hand as fast as he could.

The target is the troll's right eye!

If this sword is powerful, it is not impossible to penetrate the brain and kill it directly.

Just then, suddenly, the troll made an unexpected counterattack - it "poofed" and spat at Martin.

Martin's scalp was tingling, but he had seen with his own eyes how the troll's saliva corroded the hay on the ground when it fell to the ground. That feeling of smoking, even if you see it in a telescope, can make up the sound effect on your own.

This is not a sharp blade, and naturally there will not be 100% empty-handed white blade activation.

Martin only knew that he was sprayed by this spit, and he didn't know if he would die or not, and the disfigurement was certain.

Not caring if it would be exposed, Martin controlled his immature ability and flashed to the right.

In the rear, when everyone saw Martin being sprayed, almost everyone's hearts were shocked.

If you get sprayed, you'll die!

At this moment, which should have been incommissible, Martin made a juggling move, his whole body twisted violently in mid-air, and the upper and lower body of the whole person almost became a standard 90-degree angle, narrowly avoiding this move.

It's just that when dodging, Martin's body couldn't help but stagnate.

In the next moment, Martin was hit.

The troll picked up his massive stone-mill fist and delivered Martin a razor-sharp left hook with his left hand.

"Ahh

With such a big fist smashing down, wouldn't the young lord's bones fall apart?

That's the sadness of the lightweight vs. heavyweight battle.

The bigger the tonnage, has countless opportunities to make mistakes. But once a lightweight hits, it's over.

Martin...... It's really falling apart.

The Split Fruit gives him a special effect on his body, automatically splitting his body into eighteen pieces, mitigating the impact he receives.

The only thing that was fortunate was that all the parts that separated him were wrapped in clothes and tight leather armor, so that outsiders could not see it at all.

The others only saw Martin fly upside down as well. He didn't fly that far, he just fell off the edge of the slope, and he didn't know if he would live or die.

"Wouldn't it be?

"What a good lord!"

"Wasn't he very confident just now?"

"Such a heavy fist, at least seriously injured, I don't know if the person is still alive. ”

"If you fall from such a high place, you must die. ”

The people were talking, and the gunmen could not stand. The young lord asked for the people's lives and took the initiative to fight the trolls with pebbles and stones. These spearmen, who were supposed to be on the front line, retreated again and again like cowards.

The shame ignited every drop of blood in their hearts, and they only felt a wave of anger burning in their veins.

"All assault and snatch back the body of the young lord. ”

"Revenge, revenge!"

At this juncture, suddenly they heard Martin's voice again.

"I'll you, young master, you dare to hit me with such a handsome face!?" With an angry voice, Martin almost flew up, climbed up from the façade of the not-so-high slope, and then rushed up with his sword.