One week after the start of the practice.

The cultivation area where Von Cray is located is a dense forest, with all kinds of flowers and trees uneven and continuous, and birds and beasts passing through from time to time.

At this time, Von Clay was strolling through the forest, cautiously staring at every place around him that could be hidden.

In this environment, vision and hearing are greatly affected, and it is very difficult to determine the direction of the target with the eyes and ears.

At this time, it is necessary to use the domineering of seeing and hearing, and only Feng Clei, who has been experiencing it for a week, understands that the path taken by his 'sparring partner' is to specifically restrain the domineering of seeing and hearing.

Originally, it was already difficult to concentrate on finding the enemy's position in this forest, but the other party was still specially restrained from being domineering.

Call..

Vonclay closed his eyes and took a deep breath, concentrating all his energy on letting the sights and sounds unfold around his body.

"Who told you to close your eyes."

The sound close at hand startled Vonclay, and he opened his eyes to find the man with dark circles standing in front of him.

How can it be!

Von Clay couldn't get any creature close to him, not even a bug!

"Eyes and ears can be deceived, and of course you can be domineering."

"You.. How? ”

"Senseless... When I approached you just now, I didn't have any emotions in my whole person, so to speak, I didn't think of myself as a person at all. ”

"So... In the domineering nature of the slave family, you are like a dead thing? ”

"Hmm."

Von Clay swallowed, unbelievable, this is actually a state that humans can achieve?

Think about it for a while... Isn't Tiga in this state all the time?! Day by day, he is in a state of confusion, constantly emptying himself, and sometimes if he doesn't use his eyes, everyone on the ship will not be aware of his existence.

"Find a way again."

The man with dark circles disappeared from Von Clay's perception again, but this time Von Clay calmed down.

What the dark circles said just now reminded Vonclay of a punch technique that Bellamy had developed when he was in the windless zone.

Windless Fist.

Bellamy's trick developed according to the special weather of the windless zone, although it can't be said to be as silent as the man with dark circles just now, but if the level of seeing and hearing is too low, it is difficult to find the trajectory of Bellamy's punch.

At that time, Von Crey's domineering spirit had not yet entered the intermediate state, but he had already cracked Bellamy's 'Windless Fist'.

That's borrowing eyes.

Vonkray's brain moved, and then he turned into a flying insect and wandered through the forest, and after a while he turned into a bird and continued to scurry through the forest...

The man with dark eyes on a large tree didn't understand what Von Clay was doing, and mistakenly thought that he was using this method to find his existence.

In fact, it didn't take a few seconds for Von Clay to change back to his original state again, and then stood in the position he had just now, this time he didn't use what he saw and heard.

Call... Next, it is enough to use domineering on the armament color.

Von Clay took a deep breath, then calmed down and listened to the movement in the surrounding jungle.

The man with dark eyes didn't know what Von Cree meant now, but he felt that the forest suddenly became quiet.

And where he could not see, the insects on the ground, the birds in the trees, the snakes and rats among the leaves... All of them were staring at him quietly.

Take a look.

The man with dark eyes stood up and rushed towards Vonclay.

"Squeak!"

"Buzz..."

Listening to the sound of squirrels and flying insects flapping their wings coming from behind the right, Von Clay suddenly turned around and kicked his black leg in that direction with a domineering hardened color.

Boom.

"Roar... In this case: I really can't help it. ”

The man with dark circles took the kick from Von Clay with both hands, and there was clarity and surprise in his eyes.

He didn't have the time to clean up all the animals in this forest, and those insects alone were enough for him to clean up for a lifetime.

"Not bad.. The head is spinning very fast, so next, try to control your emotions like me, aren't you imitating the fruit ability, imitate it. ”

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Bellamy's practice area is an endless grassland, which seems to be the war zone of this small island, rhinos, elephants, tigers, bears... Beasts of all kinds with large bodies and incredible strength are frequent in this area.

And Bellamy and the purple-haired man who was about the same height as him turned into beasts on this battlefield, constantly fighting with the most direct strength with two fists and one knife.

There is not so much mess, it is a battle of pure strength and physical strength.

Each crash between the weapons made a muffled sound that made people feel like they were hurting, and the place where the two men fought formed a vacuum, and no beast dared to approach this place.

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Monet's ashram was a rock-filled cave.

The cave was so dark that even if your eyes were used to the darkness, you could barely see the outlines of objects.

In the middle of the flight, if Monet looked away slightly, there was a good chance that he would crash into a boulder in front of him.

Therefore, Monet chose to float in mid-air and not fly around, and expanded around with all his domineering eyes, looking for the position of the turban man.

Moreover, Monet secretly accumulated one snowflake after another on top of his head.

Bang.

"Tsk."

The sound of gunfire echoed through the cave, and a 'big snowball' came towards the location of the gunshot, shattering the rocks in that direction, but no one could be found.

However, her sights and hearings have always been unfolding, and the level is very high, and if it were not for some powerful gunman, it would be impossible for a bullet to hit her.

But Monet's annoyance is that she can't find the location of the other party, but it's not a big problem, for Monet, it's just a trivial matter.

Almost.

The temperature inside the cave was constantly dropping, and even a faint white mist began to fill the entire space.

"Snowfall."

The man in the turban, who was hiding behind a rock, looked up at the snow cloth that had been fully pressed, but he didn't show any expression.

He didn't think it could hurt him.

But the problem is that Monet's purpose in making this snow is not to hurt him at all.

Crunch.

The sound of feet stepping on the snow is infinitely amplified in this cave.

The turban man finally changed his usual cold face, like this... Every step he takes next makes a sound.

"Found it~"

Monet gently put his fingers to his lips and licked them gently, and cold air and snowflakes began to appear around his body.

Unlike the others, this area is occupied by members of the monster family who are crushing members of the red-haired pirates.