One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

Chapter 200 Who Can Compete! A Battle Against Shiki the Golden Lion!

To achieve something great, you must first cultivate your mind.

Those who crave freedom bear the greatest responsibility; those who choose the less traveled path carry the heaviest shackles. There is no flight that can be achieved without resisting gravity.

The misunderstanding, insults and discrimination of others could not shake Yang Ming's will. Once he made up his mind to accomplish something, he would never back down halfway.

In order to lure Shiki the Golden Lion out, Yang Ming is determined to eradicate the West Sea Mafia from the ground up, despite all the difficulties. He carries an unimaginable burden of pressure on his shoulders.

At this moment, even Shiki the Golden Lion was moved.

In Yang Ming, Shiki the Golden Lion seemed to see a legendary king rising up!

The intensity of that condensed and unyielding Conqueror's Haki was astonishing; only a sea emperor who dominates a region could possess such terrifying Conqueror's Haki.

But now, it has actually happened to a naval admiral!

Even after decades of sailing the seas, Shiki the Golden Lion had never seen or heard of such a sight!

"This man is worth fighting!"

Shiki the Golden Lion threw the cigar in his mouth onto the ground, stomped on it a few times with the sole of his shoe to extinguish the cigarette butt completely, and at the same time, he put away his nonchalant attitude and his face gradually showed a solemn expression.

That's the kind of attitude you only show when facing an opponent of equal skill!

From a perspective unseen by ordinary people, two elusive Conqueror's Haki confronted each other in mid-air, with streaks of red and black lightning flashing in the air. A fierce gale swept across the ground, causing the flowers and plants in the courtyard to become chaotic, and even uprooting some large trees, scattering withered branches and leaves all over the ground.

A cold wind whistled past Yang Ming's ears, and a system notification sounded at the same time.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, for reciting a classic line from Honor of Kings. You have been awarded one chance to draw a prize. Would you like to start the prize wheel?"

A lottery wheel slowly appeared in my field of vision, displaying three categories of prizes: hero skins, runes, and hero skills.

Hero Skins: Wuling Immortal Lord, Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, Flying Balance...

Inscriptions: Hunting, Eagle Eye, Mutation...

Hero Skills: Dragon's Roar, Thunderous Dragon, Word of Power Barrier...

[Mutation]: Red inscription, slightly increases attack power and physical penetration.

"What a powerful momentum!"

Shiryu of the Rain and Fujitora Issho retreated three feet, sensing the invisible contest between Yang Ming and Shiki the Golden Lion. Shiryu of the Rain wanted to intervene in their battle several times.

However, whenever he takes a step forward, his Observation Haki sends out a strong warning, as if he will be attacked by both at the same time in the next moment.

will die!

He will definitely die!

Faced with the threat of death, Shiryu of the Rain silently suppressed his competitive spirit, realizing that this epic duel was beyond the reach of someone of his caliber. He simply drew his famous sword, Raiyu, grinned maliciously at the members of the New Flying Pirates, and strode over.

He wanted to use the blood of these pirates to fill the heart that yearned for battle!

Following Shiryu of the Rain, Fujitora Issho also left with the others.

Both the Governor-General and the New Flying Pirates consciously kept their distance to avoid getting too close to the main battlefield and being caught in the crossfire.

The next instant, Yang Ming took a step and ascended to the floating island with the speed of a cicada chasing the moon.

"Boy."

Shiki the Golden Lion, his mane billowing like a raging lion, his eyes flashing with a terrifying sharpness, raised his voice and said:

"Don't think that just because you're young and have such strength, you're qualified to challenge me!"

"Let me show you the most powerful combat force of this era!"

The blond old man's long hair danced wildly behind his head. Centered on his feet, invisible ripples rapidly spread in all directions, and the ground in his path was swept up like a carpet.

It was as if an invisible hand, the work of a master sculptor, was in the air, and in a short time, the rolled-up pieces of earth were swiftly carved into the shape of a lifelike lion.

With their flamboyant manes, majestic lion eyes, enormous upturned noses, and gluttonous mouths, each fang as thick as an adult's thigh is clearly visible, it's as if they've imbued the soil and rocks with a soul, bringing these stone lions back to life.

Shiki the Golden Lion is a Paramecia-type Float-Float Fruit user, commonly known as Float Man. He can make himself or objects float in the air by defying gravity, and he can also control objects he touches to float.

For ordinary people, that's about all they are capable of.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Only those in the know understand the incredible skill with which Shiki the Golden Lion was able to carve these mountain-sized stone lions in such a short time; it's no exaggeration to call it a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

This involves not only the development and application of Devil Fruit abilities, but also many other aspects.

Among them, the most readily accepted is the knowledge of human biomechanics.

Don't assume that bigger is always better.

In fact, the larger the volume of an object, the greater the pressure and gravity it has to withstand, and it cannot fully exert its own power. It cannot be solved simply by saying that it has a Devil Fruit ability.

"Lion's Might! Earth Sweep!"

As Shiki the Golden Lion waved his hand, the floating island shook violently, and several enormous stone lions, each over a hundred meters tall, opened their blood-red mouths and swooped down toward Yang Ming.

The force is like thunder and the power is like mountains.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ming's vision was filled with several stone lions. The enormous bodies covered the sky and sun, descending with overwhelming power, as if to crush everything in front of him!

Robin, known as the child of the devil, has been living in the Flower Country for some time now.

The rest of the West Sea was in chaos and disorder, but the Flower Kingdom was orderly and well-ordered.

Like the other people, Robin hid inside the house, only opening a corner of the window and glancing at the outside world out of the corner of his eye.

When Robin saw several towering stone lions appear above the Governor's Mansion, he was immediately filled with horror.

"This scene, which resembles a natural disaster, could it be that the One himself intervened?"

Despite the distance, Robin could vaguely see a tiny figure swimming upstream.

Despite appearing so small and overconfident in front of these colossal figures, this figure evoked an indescribable feeling.

Robin's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly took out his binoculars to observe.

"Ah!"

Yang Ming let out a soft laugh, and the Zanpakuto in his hand emitted a series of sword cries, as if he hadn't encountered a worthy opponent to fight in a long time.

He gripped the hilt with both hands, raising the knife high above his head.

At that moment, Yang Ming seemed to be possessed by the greatest swordsman in the world, unleashing a slash that could split mountains and seas.

"Steel-cutting flash!"

Flames and lightning intertwined, transforming into a terrifying blade of light hundreds of meters long, shaped like a crescent moon. It left trails of flame and arcs of electricity wherever it passed, causing the temperature in the air to rise sharply and the air to appear extremely distorted.

This single strike was breathtaking.

The massive stone lions, as tall as mountains, crumbled in an instant, sliced ​​in two, as easily as a hot knife through butter, the moment they came into contact with the terrifying blade's edge.

The flames, reaching thousands of degrees Celsius, and the thunder, like a pack of wolves devouring their prey, pounced on the stone lion's remaining body, engulfing it completely. Amidst a series of crackling sounds, only a pile of inexplicable powder remained scattered in the air.

Shiki the Golden Lion's expression was more solemn than ever before, as if he realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest. This renowned governor of the West Sea was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested.

Throughout Shiki the Golden Lion's decades-long career, the Lion's Might Roll technique, while not particularly weak or strong, served as a crucial dividing line in assessing an opponent's strength.

Those who can withstand this attack are considered enemies worthy of his attention.

Shiki the Golden Lion had considered that Yang Ming might be able to withstand this attack, but it certainly wouldn't be easy.

But the reality before his eyes slapped him hard in the face.

"A living fossil from the previous era has the right to call itself a top-tier combat force of this era?"

Amidst endless flames and thunder, a young man in a white naval uniform stepped out calmly. The flames and lightning did not touch him, but he knelt down like a subject, naturally spreading out to both sides, as if paying homage to the arrival of the elemental ruler.

With his upright posture and slender body, the boy, who was over ten years old, appeared more mature than others. Now, his height was already over 1.7 meters, making people wonder if he had the blood of a giant.

A hint of disdain flickered across his handsome, resolute face.

This young commodore, with his unique style, challenged the legendary pirate before him.

Shiki the Golden Lion's face flushed red and then turned pale, indicating that he was in a very bad mood.

If the other party were just an unknown nobody, Shiki the Golden Lion would simply laugh it off and not take it to heart.

However, Yang Ming's identity is not simple. He is Garp's personal disciple and Zephyr's favorite student.

Back then, Shiki the Golden Lion was defeated by the combined forces of Fleet Admiral Sengoku and Garp, and sent to Impel Down.

It can be said that the same sentence, spoken by Yang Ming, carries a different meaning.

Looking at that face that bore a resemblance to Garp in his youth, Shiki the Golden Lion's mind was filled with Yang Ming's provocative remarks. He immediately felt his blood pressure spike, and veins bulged on his forehead, forming a grid pattern.

Back then, when he lost to Sengoku no Fleet Admiral and Garp, he could have said that he was simply outmatched in skill and outnumbered.

But if he were to lose to a junior today, Shiki the Golden Lion could imagine that he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and ridiculed by future generations!

Just thinking about it is terrifying!

Chapter 201: Focus on One Point and Reach the Pinnacle

The remnants of the old era, the rising stars of the new era.

The final battle between Shiki the Golden Lion and Yang Ming, the governor of the Western Sea, seemed to witness the change of two eras.

Life between heaven and earth is like a fleeting moment, with only a few decades passing in a flash. If one is fortunate enough to witness this historical moment, then one can die without regrets.

Those caught in the tide of this great era may not yet fully realize that today's battle will not only profoundly change the history of this sea, but will also forge the name of a legendary king.

One white, one gold, two figures.

The two exchanged blows on the floating island at an astonishing speed, with bursts of air occasionally erupting. Ordinary people could not catch a glimpse of them, only seeing a blurry afterimage flying by. The sounds of clashing swords were incessant, and gusts of incredibly powerful wind swept across the area.

The earth cracked, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

Shiki the Golden Lion used both hands and feet, hovering in mid-air while his legs lashed out repeatedly. His famous swords, Sakura Ju and Kuki, which served as prosthetics below the knees, unleashed a barrage of sharp attacks. At the same time, his arms were enveloped in terrifying Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, and he would seize every opportunity to unleash a barrage of punches.

Perhaps, Shiki the Golden Lion is not a qualified great swordsman.

He doesn't adhere to any particular moves or techniques; his swordsmanship is entirely based on his will, unrestrained and unconventional.