One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 245 Was it me who was trapped in a desperate situation? [Bonus Chapter for Liu Hanyan]

Snapped!
In the sky, Chiringom's head exploded once again.

A black mist exuding an evil aura surged forth, and in the next instant, flesh and blood regenerated and restored.

"Whoa!"

Qilingom grimaced in pain. This resurrection of his body was indeed a divine gift, requiring no effort from him.

But the excruciating pain in that instant is undeniable.

At first, it didn't matter. With its domineering aura and the powerful physique bestowed by the mythical beast species, it could withstand most of the pain. However, as the number of times increased, the pain became more and more unbearable.

That is at this moment.

He clearly heard the bear's voice:
"791."

Qilingom was taken aback, and subconsciously looked up: "What?"

Bang!
His head exploded again.

As the black mist surged, a new head rapidly regenerated. Qilingom staggered backward, clutching his head, a flicker of fear finally crossing his eyes: "You madman! Madman! What are you counting?!"

"792."

The bear said in a low voice, "A total of eight hundred, there are still eight more to go. That's the number of days Ginny was tortured by you Celestial Dragons back then. Every day, every night, all the pain, I remember it all clearly."

"Today, I will repay you all on behalf of Ginny."

"793."

Another heavy punch landed, and the shockwave blasted open Qilingom's entire waist and abdomen. As black mist billowed out, he collapsed to his knees in agony.

"794...795...796..."

Each time a number is announced, the bear unleashes a shockwave, increasing in speed and decreasing in interval.

Chiringom's body kept exploding and reforming, his shrill screams echoing across the entire battlefield.

"Stop right there, you lowly commoner!"

Junzi, riding on the arrowhead, sped to the rescue, shouting, "If you're going to fight, then fight properly! What do you mean, 'Ginny's woman'? We've never even heard of such a thing as torture or torture. What does it have to do with us!"

The bear turned its head and glanced at her.

Why are you glaring at me?

Junzi frowned, looking completely bewildered. "Did I say something wrong?"

The bear remained silent.

His face was calm, and his eyes were calm, but for some reason, Junzi felt a chill suddenly rush from his spine to the top of his head.

The bear in front of me vanished in the next instant.

not good!

Junzi's pupils contracted, and with a forceful flick of his right arm, the arrows wrapped around his arm like bandages instantly detached and shot out in a flurry, heading straight behind him.

But in the end, it was too late.

Swish!
The sound of wind breaking came from behind, and in an instant, a large hand had firmly gripped her forehead.

"797."

A cold voice entered my ears.

Snapped!
Junzi's head exploded instantly, spewing out black mist, but before she could regenerate, Xiong's other hand had already condensed a terrifying shockwave, slamming it hard into her chest!

"798."

boom! ! !
Junzi's upper body exploded, and black mist surged wildly, but the bear's attack did not stop.

"799."

Another shockwave completely shattered her lower body!

"800."

Just as the black mist began to condense into a new form, the bear's fist descended once more!

Each count was accompanied by a devastating shockwave. Junzi's body kept exploding and reforming, his screams gradually becoming hoarse, even carrying a hint of collapsing sobs.

"A madman! He's completely insane!!"

Chiringom stared wide-eyed at the scene, trembling as he roared, "You vile creature, how long are you going to torture her?!"

Despite his furious roar, he remained standing in place, not moving any closer.

"If I said eight hundred, then it's eight hundred."

The bear spread its arms, letting Junzi, whose body had just been repaired, fall helplessly downwards, and said in a low voice, "This is the end."

hum!
Two enormous, transparent bear claws suddenly formed in the air and pressed down instantly, pinning the two of them to the ground and imprisoning them firmly in the pit.

If it were from the beginning, as members of the Divine Knights, the two of them might have been able to break free in a short time.

But after such a fierce battle... or rather, after being brutally beaten, their stamina was almost completely depleted. In addition, with their bodies constantly exploding, waves of intense pain swept through their entire bodies...

For a while.

Even breathing normally and maintaining consciousness became difficult, leaving them with no strength to resist.

"ended."

The bear slowly withdrew its hand, its gaze calmly fixed on the two imprisoned figures:

“Your immortality is indeed troublesome, but it’s not insurmountable. As long as we completely suppress you, we’ll find a way to deal with it once the captain finishes the battle.”

"You...you lowly commoner!"

Junzi struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with resentment and venom:

"Don't think you've won just like that! Lord Shamrock's power is beyond the imagination of you lowly commoners. Just wait, once he's free, you'll all die!"

"?"

Xiong tilted his head slightly and looked at her with some confusion.

Then, as if sensing something, it suddenly looked up. Boom!
With a deafening explosion, a figure flew backward like a meteor, crashing heavily beside the two, kicking up a cloud of dust.

As the smoke cleared, the disheveled figure of Saint Shamlock was revealed.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, his red hair was disheveled, and black mist was dissipating from his chest, clearly indicating that he had just been reborn. At this moment, he was clutching his chest and coughing violently, and there was no trace of his usual arrogant demeanor.
"No...impossible!"

Junzi and Qilingoam stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

Lord Shamrock is second only to Commander Garin within the Divine Knights! How could this be...?

"Nothing is impossible."

Xia Nuo's figure descended from the sky, landing lightly beside the bear.

Having fought Shamrock for so long, he is now fully capable of making an accurate assessment of his opponent's strength.

—Not as good as the Warring States period.

It could even be said that without Cerberus, he would be at most on par with Zephyr, a character at the very bottom of the Emperor-level.

There are differences even among generals and emperors.

As a fellow general, he was a man who could fight Kaido, who was known as the strongest creature, for five days and five nights without a clear winner!

Shamrock? Hmph, what makes him even comparable!

If this guy hadn't also been granted immortality by Im and possessed endless self-healing abilities, this flower that had grown up in a greenhouse since childhood would have been broken by him long ago!
"These two..."

Xia Nuo glanced at the two wretched members of the Divine Knights, then at the silent bear, and immediately understood everything.

He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and patted the bear on the back.

The bear stood still, pursed its lower lip, and said nothing.

it is more than words.

Xia Nuo turned her head again and looked at Jack.

The guy was still standing there, mouth agape, staring blankly at the bear. Xia Nuo frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jack snapped back to reality.

"I'm fine, boss." Jack swallowed. "It's just that I've never seen Brother Bear like this before, and I was a little scared..."

In total, did they blast the two divine riders to pieces eight hundred times?
A full eight hundred times!

How cruel, how violent!
When on the ship, Xiong is always like a kind and gentle old father. When sparring, he is also extremely polite and restrained, and he always stops when he has made a move.

As a result, Jack's matches ended in mostly draws, and he even won once.

Jack couldn't help but feel a little smug, thinking he had made great progress and that he should finally no longer be the last one among the three top executives.

Now, he's finally behaved...

As for the last of the three cadres...

Jack instinctively turned his head and looked towards the northeast.

The battle between Kizaru and Kuina is still raging.

The battle situation is not ideal.

Even though it seemed that Kizaru wasn't going all out like last time, Kuina was still completely overwhelmed.

As time went on, their situation became increasingly difficult, to the point that they were completely powerless to fight back, left only with a futile struggle...

But that's already quite remarkable, isn't it!
The fact that the eldest sister could hold off a Marine Admiral for so long while fighting alone is truly impressive!

How many of the top officers under the other maritime emperors could do that?

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The northeast corner of the battlefield.

"How terrifying!"

As Kizaru leisurely dodged Kuina's slashes, he exclaimed in an exaggerated tone:

"You're not even twenty years old yet, and your swordsmanship has already reached this level? No wonder Gion praised you so highly when he came back last time. If you were given a few more years to grow, even this old man would probably have a headache~"

Guina did not respond, nor did she have time to respond.

She clenched her teeth, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, as she swung her Wado Ichimonji continuously, unleashing sharp sword energies, but all of them were easily dodged by Kizaru.

"But~"

Kizaru finally grew impatient and tilted his head to look at Kuina:

"After playing for so long, shouldn't it be over by now?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!
Kuina's pupils contracted, and she instinctively raised her sword to parry.

clang!
With a piercing clang of metal on metal, Kizaru's light-speed kick slammed heavily onto Wado Ichimonji, unleashing terrifying power that sent Kuina flying back over a hundred meters!
"puff!"

Kuina coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered, and then suddenly plunged her sword into the ground, managing to keep herself from falling.

"Looks like that kick wasn't powerful enough, old man!"

She gasped for breath, looking up at Kizaru. Her hands were trembling, but a grin still played on her lips, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"If this is all you've got, you're far from enough to break through my limits!"

"At a time like this, don't imitate your captain and say such provocative things. What, are you going to continue?"

Kizaru, hands in his pockets, strolled slowly closer.
"My honest advice is that you'd be better off giving up voluntarily, after all..."

His voice suddenly stopped, his steps froze on the spot, and a bead of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"What exactly?"

A cold voice came from behind at that moment, "Go on, Borsalino."

　Thank you to Liu Hanyan, Sangeng, and Shu10096 for their generous donations. The next update will likely be before midnight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)