One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Above the ruins of Alon Paradise, two murderous auras clashed fiercely in the air.

"Ha ha ha... How dare you destroy my paradise..."

Arlong sat on his high throne, looking down at the Straw Hat crew.

Those malicious shark eyes held no fear, but rather an offensive rage and arrogance:

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

He suddenly swung his hands, as large as palm fans, and issued a cruel command to the densely packed merman minions below:

"Minions! Show these inferior races the terror of the merfolk! Tear them to shreds!!"

"Ooooooo!! Slaughter all of humanity!!"

With a deafening roar, nearly a hundred mermen wielding broadswords and spears surged toward the five like a blue tide.

"Ah Long!!"

Luffy only had eyes for the shark man sitting at the highest point.

He roared and lowered his body to charge straight at them.

However, there were simply too many fishmen, and their layers of defenses instantly blocked Luffy's path.

"Tch, what a nuisance." Zoro placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, preparing to draw it.

"Get out of the way, you green-haired moss, I'll clean up this bunch of stinky fish." Sanji spat out his cigarette butt, preparing to kick out a clearing.

"No need to trouble yourself."

A calm voice rang out.

Victor stepped forward, blocking the crowd.

He stood with his back to Luffy, his black, tousled hair fluttering in the wind, his voice calm yet exuding a reassuring confidence:

"Luffy, leave these small fry to me. You just charge forward and beat that shark bastard to a pulp."

"Leave the rest of the officers to Zoro and the others."

Luffy watched Victor's retreating figure, and without any hesitation, grinned:

"Alright! It's up to you, Victor!"

After saying that, Luffy used the elasticity of his rubber to leap high into the air, stepping on the walls of the surrounding buildings, and rushing straight towards Arlong through the crowd.

At the same time, Victor did not draw his sword, but charged into the surging enemy ranks with his bare hands.

"Kill him!! That arrogant human!"

A dozen strong mermen grinned and brandished their weapons, slashing at Victor from all directions.

"Buzz—"

In that instant, Viktor's originally dark eyes suddenly transformed into crimson Sharingan with two tomoe.

The world seemed to slow down in his eyes.

The fishmen's attacks, which were said to possess ten times the strength of a human's arm, appeared full of flaws under the dynamic vision of the Sharingan, almost like a slow-motion replay.

"Too slow."

Viktor was like a ghost dancing on the edge of a knife.

Turn sideways, lower your head, and slide.

He narrowly and gracefully dodged all the deadly teeth and heavy punches.

Immediately afterwards, chakra burst forth and adhered to the palm.

Viktor precisely grabbed the wrist of the most aggressive fishman and swung him around using the suction force of chakra.

Then, as if wielding a giant spiked club, he smashed it fiercely at the surrounding enemies.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

With a series of muffled thuds, more than a dozen fishmen were knocked off their feet like bowling balls.

"Damn it! This guy is as slippery as an eel!"

"Surround him! Don't let him move!"

Seeing that a one-on-one fight wouldn't work, the fishmen immediately began to tighten their encirclement, trying to overwhelm Viktor with sheer numbers.

"Is it about having more people?"

Viktor's lips curled slightly, and his hands instantly formed a cross seal:

"Ninja Art: Shadow Clone Technique!"

"Bang! Bang!"

As two plumes of white smoke exploded, two Viktors, identical to the original Viktor, appeared out of thin air.

The three Viktors stood in a triangular formation back to back.

"That's... a Devil Fruit ability?!" The surrounding fishmen exclaimed in shock.

"It's not over yet."

The three Viktors raised their hands simultaneously, and several shuriken danced at their fingertips, each shuriken having a chakra wire that was barely visible to the naked eye attached to its end.

"Swish swish swish—"

The shuriken was flung out violently, weaving through the merfolk.

The steel wire, like an invisible scythe of death, instantly wrapped around the bodies of dozens of fishmen, binding them together.

Followed by.

"Fire Release: Phoenix Flower Technique!!"

The three Viktors simultaneously spat out several fireballs that resembled balsam fruit.

The flames spread instantly along the steel wire, turning the bound fishmen into strings of burning torches.

"Aaaaaah! It's so hot! Water! Get in the water quickly!!"

Screams rose and fell, and the air was filled with the stench of burning flesh.

"Hehe! There's still me, the old man, here too!!"

In the sky, the black raven Clay circled excitedly, opening its beak to launch a sonic attack on the chaotic crowd below:

"Noise bombardment!! --!!"

"Ah!! My ears! My ears! This dead bird!!" The fishmen clutched their ears and collapsed in agony.

Just then.

"Hey!! Put those magic tricks away!!"

An elite squad leader, a size larger than the average fishman, angrily broke through the fire defenses.

He raised a huge saber high with both hands, and with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, he fiercely slashed at Victor's main body, who was in the process of casting a spell.

"Die!!"

however.

Viktor suddenly turned his head, the tomoe in his scarlet pupils spinning wildly, radiating a brilliant red light.

Their eyes met.

"Magic Illusion: The Shackles Technique!"

"boom!"

From the perspective of that merman leader, the world collapsed in an instant, turning into a despairing blood red.

He was horrified to discover that he could not move his body.

Immediately afterwards, several huge, rusty iron nails appeared out of thin air, piercing through his limbs with a screeching sound, pinning him firmly to the void!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The excruciating pain from the depths of his soul caused him to let out a silent scream.

From the outside perspective...

The menacing murloc leader, just as his greatsword was about to strike Victor...

Suddenly, he froze on the spot like a wooden doll, his eyes vacant and terrified, and cold sweat poured down his body.

Viktor, expressionless, reached out and easily snatched the saber from his hand.

He swung his hand back.

"Pfft."

Blood splattered, and the enormous fish-man's body crashed to the ground.

The battlefield fell silent for a second.

After this dazzling "ninjutsu test," the once densely packed fishman army has now lost more than half of its members.

The remaining dozens of fishmen, looking at the red-eyed boy, finally revealed deep fear in their eyes and began to involuntarily retreat.

"Warm-up complete."

Viktor shook his hand, sensing the power within his body: "Chakra depletion is within expectations. Well then... let's try that one last time."

He slowly stepped back a few paces, grasped his right wrist with his left hand, and turned his right palm down.

The massive amount of lightning-attribute chakra within his body began to compress and condense wildly towards his palm.

"Sizzle... sizzle sizzle..."

Blue and white arcs of electricity began to flicker, and the surrounding air began to scorch.

Followed by.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak—!!!"

A sharp, piercing sound, like the simultaneous lament of thousands of birds, resounded throughout the entire Alon Amusement Park.

Even Luffy and Arlong, who were facing off from above, couldn't help but glance at them.

"What...what was that sound?!"

Viktor lowered his center of gravity slightly, his Sharingan locking onto the group of trembling fishmen huddled together in front of him.

"Those who are just small fry should be aware of what it means to be small fry."

"Lightning Release: Chidori!!"

boom!

The stone slab beneath their feet shattered instantly.

Viktor disappeared.

Instead, a terrifying bolt of lightning that was impossible to detect with the naked eye appeared!

That was extreme speed, that was extreme thrusting!

"brush--!!!"

The lightning instantly pierced through the remaining dense formation of murlocs.

There were no obstacles.

Whether it's the hard fish scales or the parrying steel blade, they are as fragile as tofu in front of that palm enveloped in high-intensity lightning.

When the thunder stopped.

Viktor appeared behind the enemy lines, still in his thrusting stance, the lightning on his right hand slowly dissipating.

And behind him.

Dozens of fishmen stood frozen in place.

A few seconds later.

"Puff puff puff puff—!!"

Their weapons broke, clean cuts appeared on their bodies, blood gushed out like fountains, and they all fell to the ground in unison.

"They're... monsters..." The surviving merman collapsed to the ground in terror.

"Moo! Moo moo!"

Just then, the pool next to them suddenly exploded.

The sea monster MooMoo, summoned by Ah Long, was forcibly ordered to come out and help.

The enormous sea monster had just poked its head out, wanting to display its majesty.

The first thing they saw was the black-haired man standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, his body still crackling with electricity.

The fear of being dominated instantly awakened its muscle memory.

"Sizzle..." Victor turned his head and gave it a cold look.

"Moo!!"

Moo Moo's eyes rolled back in fright, and before Viktor could even make a move, it suddenly unleashed a powerful tail sweep—

*Smack!*

Its massive tail lashed out at several of Arlong Pirates officers who were attempting to ambush Sanji, demonstrating its loyalty.

Then the huge sea monster quickly swam to the corner of the wall, buried its head in the water, and began to play dead with its rear end sticking out.

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Viktor dispersed his chakra, clapped his hands, and looked at his companions behind him:

"Alright, the area is cleared."

At this point, the battlefield had been clearly divided.

Zoro untied the bandana from his arm, tied it around his head, drew three swords, and looked at Hachi, who wielded six swords:

"Hey, octopus. Let's see who has more knives."

Sanji straightened his tie and stood in front of Croobi, the fish-man karate master who was trying to interfere with Luffy, his eyes cold:

"Fishman Karate? I'll show you what a chef's kicking technique from hell really looks like."

Although Usopp was hiding behind a pillar, his slingshot was already aimed at the kissing fishman, Chuu, in the distance.

"Take this! Ultimate Move - Flame Star!"

And atop that tallest building.

Luffy clenched his fist, his gaze fixed intently on Arlong, who sat on the throne:

"Next... it's your turn!!"

"Give me back Nami's tears!!"