One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

"interesting."

Roy said something in a low voice.

Shamlock gripped his longsword tightly, and the cold aura on the blade condensed wildly.

The ice surface within dozens of meters of him was covered with a layer of white frost by this cold air, and tiny ice crystals floated in the air.

"cut!"

Shamlock swung his sword in a horizontal slash.

A massive slash flew out from the blade.

This slash was completely different from the slashes of an ordinary swordsman.

The slash carried a bone-chilling cold, freezing all the moisture in the air into ice crystals wherever it passed.

The ice crystals left a long white trail behind the strike, elevating its power to an even higher level.

More importantly, this slash was imbued with Shamrock's unique Conqueror's Haki.

Dark red arcs of electricity danced on the white slash, perfectly blending Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki together.

Roy watched the massive slash hurtling towards him, his expression remaining calm.

He raised his right hand, extending his index finger.

Another use of the psychic fruit is to make words come true.

Within his telekinetic domain, Roy can directly manipulate all matter within it using his telekinesis. This includes air, water vapor, and—

The enemy's attack.

"Disperse."

Just one word.

Shamlock's massive slash seemed to hit an invisible wall when it was less than five meters away from Roy.

Then it began to dissipate.

The white, chilling energy detached from the strike and dissipated into the air as ordinary cold air.

The Conqueror's Hide arc of electricity wrapped around the slash crackled a few times before extinguishing.

The main body of the slash—

That sword energy, condensed from Shamrock's full-force attack,

It was as if something had disintegrated it from the inside, cracking open from the middle, and then the fragments peeled off one by one.

Finally, the entire slash completely dissipated into the air, leaving not even a trace.

It was as if Roy had erased it from thin air with just a few words.

Shamlock's pupils contracted sharply.

He could sense that the psychic power Roy released in that instant directly interfered with the structure of the sword energy, domineering aura, and cold energy contained in his strike.

It was as if an invisible screwdriver was used to dismantle his meticulously assembled attack layer by layer.

This should never happen in the world of One Piece.

Shamrock had never seen such an ability in his entire life.

Even Satan Saint frowned.

He has lived for eight hundred years and has seen countless Devil Fruit users, including many with awakened abilities.

But even he had never seen Roy use his Nen-Power Fruit to directly interfere with matter and energy after awakening.

That's no longer ordinary telekinesis.

That is--

"rule?"

Satan silently uttered those two words in his heart.

Roy withdrew his finger, looking at Shamrock's face, which was filled with disbelief, a faint smile still on his lips.

"You stinky old man, ten years have passed, and this is all you've improved?"

Shamrock's face changed from red to purple, and from purple to black.

His hand holding the knife was trembling violently, not from fear, but from anger.

He has been working hard to cultivate his skills all these years, hoping to one day avenge the defeat he suffered in the Battle of Pure Gold.

He thought he was strong enough to challenge Roy.

But Roy wiped out his full-force attack with a casual "Scatter".

"You don't actually think you can save face with just this few people, do you?"

Roy shook his head, a hint of genuine regret in his voice.

"Then let me see what other tricks your Knights of God have up your sleeve."

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The moment Roy uttered the word "smelly," Shamrock's face turned completely black.

He hates two things more than anything in his life.

First, he was compared to his pirate brother, and second, Roy called him "Stinky Kex".

Roy happens to have both.

"Your knife has consumed a mythical beast."

Roy's gaze fell on the longsword in Shamrock's hand, which emanated a chilling aura.

"I took Cerberus and now I've replaced it with an ice-type one?"

It looks exactly the opposite of Cerberus.

Shamrock ignored Roy's rambling.

He answered with his actions.

The long sword drew an arc in front of him, and the cold air condensed into a layer of white frost on the blade.

Then he shattered the air beneath his feet and shot towards Roy. He was incredibly fast, leaving only a white afterimage in his wake.

"Ice Burial - A clean break!"

The long sword was raised high above his head, and the cold air on the blade condensed wildly, forming a layer of visible white ice crystals on the blade.

Ice crystals spread down the blade, enveloping the entire knife in a transparent ice shell.

When that blade came down, the air itself seemed to freeze.

Roy dodged to the side, the blade grazing his clothes before striking the ice.

There was no explosion, no roar; the spot where the blade touched the ice instantly froze into a massive block of ice.

Then the ice block split in the middle, and the crack extended straight out for tens of meters.

Roy glanced down at the hem of his clothes.

A thin layer of frost had formed on the hem of her clothes, which crumbled into powder with the slightest tap.

"The temperature is quite low."

Roy looked up at Shamrock.

"But he's still a bit worse than Aokiji."

Shamlock's lips twitched, and he swung his sword horizontally again, the cold air from the blade leaving a white trail in the air.

Roy dodged again.

His body can move at will within the telekinetic realm; no matter how fast Shamrock's sword is, it can't outrun his spatial displacement.

But this time, Shamrock changed tactics the instant Roy disappeared.

He suddenly flicked his blade upwards, and a burst of cold air erupted from the blade, exploding into a cloud of white icy mist within a radius of several meters.

The fog was as thick as milk; you couldn't see anything at all.

"Ice Mist - Sealing Boundary"

Shamlock stood in the center of the icy mist and closed his eyes.

His Observation Haki was even more acute in the icy fog—the fog was formed from his own coldness, and each ice crystal was a sensory antenna.

Roy's figure appeared and disappeared in the icy mist.

Shamrock caught sight of it and stabbed. The blade pierced Roy's body—but it was just an afterimage.

The real Roy had already appeared behind him.

Autumn Water was drawn from its sheath and thrust straight at Shamrock's back.

Shamrock didn't have time to turn around, so he could only hold his longsword behind his back.

The blades clashed, producing a crisp sound. Ice and Armament Haki clashed fiercely at the point of impact, sending ice crystals flying in all directions.

"The response is good."

Roy's voice came from behind Shamrock.

"These ten years of training have not been in vain."

Shamlock gritted his teeth, whirled around, and swung his longsword horizontally. But Roy had vanished again.

Within the icy mist, the two figures constantly crossed paths.

Each clash of blades sent up a shower of ice crystals, and each passing figure was accompanied by a piercing clang of metal.

The chill in Shamrock grew stronger, the icy fog expanded, and the surrounding ice surface cracked from the cold.

But Shamrock became increasingly anxious as the fight progressed.

Every one of his strikes was easily parried or dodged by Roy, while Roy's counterattacks always left him scrambling.

What annoyed him even more was that Roy's expression remained relaxed, as if he were doing warm-up exercises.

But Roy was indeed warming up.