One Piece: Winged Dragon of the Beasts Pirates

2024-06-04

Ian's attention was actually more focused on Yamato's face than on the spiked club coming at him.

This girl has really grown up a lot in the past five years.

The round-faced, gap-toothed, white-haired girl has now grown into a graceful young woman. The flesh on her face has receded, her chin has gradually become sharper, and the childishness between her eyebrows and eyes has disappeared. No one can deny that she is truly a very beautiful young woman.

My daughter has grown up.

However, the girl's iron rod showed no mercy.

Yamato appeared in front of Ian in an instant, as if shrinking the distance between them, and the iron rod wrapped in invisible waves was about to smash down on Ian's head.

Is it also one of the Six Styles?

Umit, who was watching the game, realized that Yamato's speed was abnormal.

Even with the Six Styles of Shave, most people would never be able to do it this fast.

What horrified him even more was that invisible fluctuations were wrapped around that pitch-black iron rod.

"So powerful!!"

Umit couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

No way, such a young girl has mastered such domineering power!!

While Haki is a power latent within everyone, it is impossible to unleash Armament Haki and Observation Haki without a certain level of physical and mental strength!

What kind of monster is this girl?!

But what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Facing Yamato's iron bar, Ian merely took a slight step back, twisted his body, and swung his right leg like a steel whip.

when!

The thick leather soles of the shoes collided with the iron bars, and an astonishing shockwave instantly spread outwards.

Umit's eyes widened; the boy's leather shoes also exuded an aura of dominance.

Have both of them mastered the domineering aura?

"Well!"

Yamato groaned as Ian kicked him, sending him staggering backward, his little feet leaving two conspicuous tracks on the ground.

"Lanjiao·Chaos!"

Ian leaped into the air, swinging his legs in rapid succession.

In the next instant, a series of azure slashes flew out like a storm, covering everything in their path towards Yamato.

"..."

Umit was completely dumbfounded.

Is this the kind of strength a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy could possess?

"Jundali·Long Shengjun!"

Yamato remained fearless, gripping the iron rod tightly with both hands. The powerful iron rod moved swiftly through the air, creating afterimages as it precisely and rapidly shattered every incoming slash.

However, amidst the slashing attack, a dark shadow flashed by.

It was Ian. He closed in on Yamato in an instant, his body twisting like a sheet of paper, effortlessly dodging every attack from Yamato.

Paper drawing!

"Finger gun—"

Ian raised his right hand, making a fist. "Siege cannon!"

The siege cannons struck the incredibly sturdy iron bar.

"Forehead!"

Yamato was once again sent flying by Ian's punch.

"It's about time you showed your true colors, Yamato."

Ian's tie fluttered in the wind as he gently landed on the spot, speaking softly.

Isn't that real skill?

Umit quickly turned his head to look at Yamato, who had also landed.

"Then take this, Ian!"

Thick white fur grew from Yamato's body, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed into a beautiful white werewolf!

Is it also a Zoan type?

Are they both ancient species?

Umit Conjecture.

However, his conjecture was shattered in the next instant.

Yamato exhaled white freezing air toward Ian.

It was supposed to be a misty breath, but at this moment it shot out like a laser beam.

Ian chuckled. This girl's life return technique is quite impressive.

He changed the form of the frozen air through willpower.

Ian used his legs to propel himself into the air.

Having only recently mastered Armament Haki, I can only achieve a basic level of entangling; it's still somewhat insufficient to counter Yamato's freezing aura.

Ian's feet pounded in the air, making a thumping sound as he sped through the air before crashing down towards Yamato like lightning.

"Horse Phantom Blade!"

White, chilling energy and invisible Armament Haki simultaneously swirled around the iron rod. Yamato leaped up to meet Ian's attack.

With a clang, the two who had collided were pushed back again.

"Phantom, a Phantom Beast!!"

Umit's pupils trembled.

There's no mistake, in addition to changing forms, it can also use exclusive special abilities, so this is definitely a Mythical Beast!

Is this little girl actually a Zoan-type Mythical Beast user?

Ian landed and looked at his right hand.

His right hand, which had just collided with Yamato's iron rod, was now covered with a layer of solid ice.

The initial confidence and swagger of a beginner are far from sufficient.

Yamato's freezing ability has improved a lot in the past five years.

"Ian!"

Yamato pointed his iron rod at Ian, "Shouldn't you use your ability too?"

“It seems so.”

Ian did not object.

You can't defeat Yamato using only normal methods.

Then.

Umit looked at Ian.

No way! Could it be—

A brilliant golden light began to bloom.

Golden flames instantly spread out, and the intense heat made Umit sweat profusely.

This, this is!

He looked at the figure that emerged from the flames.

A golden-armored winged man whose entire body is wreathed in flames!

Just by standing there, the ground beneath his feet was melting.

Is it also a Mythical Zoan?

Are you kidding me?

Two Mythical Beasts, even rarer than Natural-type Beasts, have appeared in one go?

Ian spread his hands. "Come on, you can attack me as you please."

"That's incredibly disrespectful, Ian!"

Enraged, Yamato charged towards Ian with a swift movement, unleashing the "Ice Slash!"

The iron rod, imbued with domineering and chilling energy, struck Ian's chest suddenly, like a whirlwind.

The immense force sent Ian flying, and after a somersault in the air, he landed gracefully.

"Wu Attendant Bingya!"

Before he could even stand up straight, the extremely cold breath had already engulfed him completely.

However, the extreme cold could not freeze him.

Or rather, Yamato's breath was dissipating because flames began to burn fiercely on Ian's body.

"It won't freeze at all!"

Yamato puffed up, like a pufferfish.

Some, enraged, rushed forward and unleashed a barrage of attacks on Ian, brandishing iron bars.

But it makes no sense.

The cold air was no match for Ian's flames, and the iron rod could not penetrate Ian's defenses.

"I'm no match for him at all."