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Chapter 683: A Sword That Doesn't Follow the Rules of Swordsmanship
The dust hasn't settled yet.
Luffy's sword has already smashed everyone's jaws.
He clutched a divine weapon taller than a person.
The big stick was swung around three times.
Golden-white flames traced twisted circles.
A sword slashed down.
The greatsword slammed into Im's arm.
boom!
The air was crushed.
The shock wave spreads.
Pumice within a radius of 100 meters was ground into powder.
The distant ice floes were shaken and cracked.
No one could tell what kind of swordsmanship this was.
This is not swordsmanship at all.
One second Luffy was using the giant sword like a club.
The next second, he flipped his wrist.
The sword tip pierced out from an impossible angle.
His arm stretched for nearly ten meters.
The sword tip curved in an unnatural arc.
It pierced straight into a blind spot beside Im.
That stab quickly turned into a golden thread.
The sword's edge was wrapped in white flames, and its shriek was piercing.
Completely haphazard.
But each blow felt like a mountain crashing down.
All the Allied soldiers who were still standing on the battlefield all held their heads high.
Staring blankly at the golden, glittering figure in the sky.
He could barely hold onto the knives and guns in his hands.
They had never seen anyone swing an ancient divine weapon like a toy.
It can also unleash law-level destruction with every strike.
Im's crimson eyes narrowed.
He is waiting.
Luffy swept his giant sword horizontally, and the momentum made him spin halfway in the air.
The sword technique is outdated, and new power has not yet emerged.
Only a fraction of a second.
enough.
Dark energy gathered between Im's hands, forming a rapidly spinning sphere.
The dense demonic energy distorted the light.
Im snorted and pushed his hands forward.
The dark energy transformed into dozens of pitch-black rays.
Like a torrential downpour poured down on Luffy.
Each ray carries the power of the law of corrosion.
If you touch it, you'll die.
It hurts if you rub it.
Luffy's back is facing the ray.
Too close, too tricky, too tight.
This counterattack was enough to put him back on the defensive.
But Luffy didn't play by the rules.
His body made a gesture in mid-air that made everyone's eyes widen.
His entire upper body twisted 180 degrees as if wringing out a towel.
The lower body remains stationary.
His upper body, however, was facing backward.
There wasn't a trace of tension on that perpetually smiling face.
He used his twisting body as a spring.
A sudden rebound.
The greatsword used the elasticity to create a golden storm.
It crashed down on his head.
Im's dozens of dark rays all missed their mark.
It grazed past Luffy's twisted body on both sides.
It struck the distant ice field.
The corrosion created deep pits that emitted black smoke.
Luffy's giant sword reached Im's head.
Golden-white flames burned wildly.
The sword wind pressed Im's robes tightly against him.
Dark gold patterns were faintly visible beneath the torn robe.
Im's pupils contracted sharply.
This was no mere showmanship.
It is a real, undeniable power, strong enough to tear apart the laws of nature.
no choice.
Im gave up on fighting back and crossed his arms.
Dark gold patterns spread along the arm.
A thick, dark gold barrier materialized in front of him.
boom!
The giant sword slammed into the barrier.
The shockwave tore through the clouds within a radius of hundreds of meters.
The golden-white light was so bright it made people unable to open their eyes.
Im was forcefully knocked back dozens of meters.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the void beneath their feet.
The barrier was covered in cracks, but it didn't break.
Im had no strength left to fight back.
Luffy didn't give him a chance at all.
The moment the giant sword bounced off, Luffy's body stretched and twisted once more.
They attacked from an unbelievable angle.
The golden afterimage drew a trajectory that would make a physics teacher cry.
The sword light arrived again.
Suppression from all sides.
Do not give your opponent any rhythm.
Below the battlefield.
Behind the pile of rubble.
The remaining members of the Straw Hat Pirates huddled behind cover.
They all craned their necks, their expressions one of utter disbelief.
Usopp's mouth was so wide open it could fit a fist.
Nami gripped her arms tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white.
Chopper's round, big eyes reflected a glittering golden figure.
Her little mouth opened and closed, but she didn't make a sound for a long time.
These people have spent countless years with Luffy.
They've seen Luffy punch, kick, and bite.
I've seen him inflate his body like a balloon and swing his arms like a propeller.
No one has ever seen Luffy use a sword.
No one has ever seen him wield an ancient divine weapon like this.
Zoro rested one hand on the hilt of Shusui.
He didn't speak.
The one-eyed man stared intently at the golden figure leaping and bounding through the air.
His eyes never blinked.
His lips were pressed into a stiff, straight line.
The fingers resting on the hilt of the knife were clenched tightly, the knuckles turning bluish-white.
He observed more carefully than anyone else present.
Every angle at which the sword is swung.
The timing of each exertion.
The choice of each shot landing point.
Luffy's swordsmanship is, of course, completely haphazard.
What kind of technique could an idiot who can't even hold a knife properly have?
But it is precisely this lack of order that makes it so chaotic.
Combined with Nika's form, it disregards the laws of physics.
He created a terrifying pressure that even Zoro had to face.
That's not a technique.
It is pure, overwhelming power and intuition.
Zoro watched.
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
There is light in his one eye.
Glad.
Just two seconds.
He looked at it for two more seconds.
Luffy's sword strike swept across the land, creating a storm.
Sword energy cleaved through the void.
Which angle, which force, which timing.
He was almost on the threshold of advanced sword intent.
A guy who couldn't even hold a knife properly unleashed a high-level sword intent.
Zoro's face darkened.
His brows were furrowed into a tight knot.
Her lips pressed even tighter.
The fingers resting on the knife handle repeatedly tightened, loosened, and tightened again.
He spat.
He cursed her in his heart without any politeness.
This stinky rubber.
You could cut your own foot with a knife.
He just swung his sword blindly to kill people.
Even the most basic sword-holding posture is completely skewed.
How many years has Zoro trained?
How much blood was lost?
From Shimotsuki Village to the New World to this damned Elbaf.
The way of the sword is forged by slashing one stroke at a time.
The skills honed through countless brushes with death.
As a result, this idiot entered Nika's state.
Is his swordsmanship really that good?
In front of the global coalition.
In front of Rocks and Whitebeard.
How did they manage to overpower Im, the King of the World?
With a sword?
What does Zoro do for a living?
Isn't this like slapping him hard across the face in front of the whole world?
Zoro's face was so black it looked like ink could drip from it.
Luffy, who was in the air, was completely unaware that he had been included in the "post-war purge list".
He swung his sword down again.
This sword strike was even heavier.
The golden-white flames on the giant sword surged by an order of magnitude.
The sword was stretched to nearly thirty meters long.
It slammed into Im's block with a devastating force.
The roar shook the entire ice field.
Im was once again thrown back dozens of meters.
Several more cracks appeared on the dark gold barrier.
And the aftershocks of the dissipated sword energy.
All eyes followed the golden sword energy as it swept into the distance.
The aftershocks of the sword energy swept across the edge of the red earth continent.
Like an invisible giant plow.
It plowed a trench tens of meters deep into the earth.
The soil and rocks were instantly evaporated.
The earthen walls on both sides of the ravine were emitting red embers and thick smoke.
This is just the aftermath.
The aftershocks haven't really hit anyone yet.
The entire battlefield fell silent for a moment.
Then Luffy landed on a golden cloud.
He clutched his stomach and laughed heartily.
He bounced and leaped among the clouds.
In a moment, I'll squat on the cloud tip and pat the floor.
In a moment, it started somersaulting and jumping around.
The golden figure darted about.
They laughed so hard they were doubled over.
Like playing on a trampoline again.
They didn't take the existence that had ruled the world for eight hundred years seriously at all.
Zoro, watching this scene from below, felt even more itchy to fight.
The anger of having his own captain steal the spotlight burned ever brighter.
It felt like a fire burning in my chest.
The burning sensation made him restless.
He took a breath of the cold air.
My chest was filled with a bone-chilling cold.
A chilling, ghostly aura emanated from his body.
That ghostly aura seeped out from his body.
It was filled with intense killing intent and a sense of oppression.
This startled Chopper and Usopp behind them.
The blade of Qiushui emitted a low hum.
Zoro's single eye was fixed on the golden figure in the air.
My brain is no longer working properly.
What he was thinking was...
If I were to spar with that guy right now, which move should I use to start?
Demon Slash dashes in for close combat?
No, that guy's rubber body is too much of a disadvantage in close combat. If he twists into a ball, you can't even hit his vital points.
Lion's Lament: Long-range suppression?
That's not right either. That guy's Conqueror's Haki is so strong that ranged sword energy might not be able to break through his defenses.
Which move should we use?
Zoro pushed the hilt of his sword away with his thumb.
A sliver of blade was revealed in the autumn water, its cold light flashing.
He began to deduce the scenario in his mind.
Luffy's Nikka form possesses speed, strength, the attack range of his giant sword, and the elasticity and resilience of his rubber body.
The same data is rapidly arranged and combined.
It automatically calculates the optimal response.
He was even thinking about it.
If Luffy used that move to turn his giant sword into a whip and sweep it across.
What angle should I use to cut it in one stroke?
The more I think about it, the more excited I get.
The more I think about it, the more it itches to do it.
The knife is almost drawn.
"Zoro... your sword..."
Chopper huddled behind him and quietly poked his back.
Zoro slammed his sword back down and glared at him.
Joe Barnes was terrified.
He took a breath, suppressing his agitation.
The gaze returned to the sky.
But his thumb was still resting on the hilt of the knife.
My fingertips rubbed against the cold metal.
The fire in his one eye hadn't gone out at all.
high altitude.
Above 10,000 meters.
Where is Chen Ye suspended?
The strong wind tossed his hair.
His gaze swept across the battlefield, but did not linger for long.
He was looking at someone else.
He was looking into Im's eyes.
Luffy's absurd yet terrifying swordsmanship truly overwhelmed Im, leaving him unable to lift his head.
His robes were torn, revealing the dark gold patterns, and he was forced back by sword strike after sword strike.
Everyone saw a disheveled world king.
But Chenye saw something else.
In Im's scarlet eyes.
Only an unusually calm observation.
Like a hunter crouching beside a trap.
Watching its prey run for its life.
Chen Ye frowned.
But at this moment, everyone's attention on the battlefield was drawn to Luffy.
No one noticed why Im wasn't in a hurry.
Nobody thought about it.
An entity that ruled the world for eight hundred years.
A being who even Whitebeard and Rocks feared.
Is it really possible to be completely overwhelmed by a set of chaotic sword techniques?