After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

At this moment, Jason and the others disembarked and came to Martin.

They were all experienced swordsmen with a fierce demeanor, each carrying a sword or blade, looking much like pirates.

Seeing so many pirates, Ken fell silent, and Nami didn't dare to move.

"Hey, why are you getting off the ship?"

Martin asked.

"We spotted Arlong's flag at the port. This is Arlong Pirates' territory. Let's get the nautical chart and then leave."

Jason whispered.

Martin rolled his eyes, about to say something, when a voice came from afar.

"Who are you calling fish cuisine?"

A tall, strange-looking man walked over. His skin was grayish-white and he had strange fins on his arms.

He has a human form, but he is not human; he is a fish-man, followed by two other fish-men.

"What's wrong with me?"

Martin looked at the other person, expressionless.

"Judging by the flag on your ship, you must be pirates too. You belong to that fat woman Alvida, right?"

"Don't you know this is a village under the jurisdiction of the Arlong Pirates?"

"Everyone entering Cocoyasi Village must pay a head tax: 10 Berries for adults and 5 Berries for children."

The fish-man shouted, "Even if you are pirates, each of you must pay a head fee of 10 Berries to enter the village."

“You have docked without permission and entered the village without authorization. Each of you will be fined 20 Berries. Pay up.”

Faced with the fishman's outrageous demands, Jason and the others were speechless and dared not say anything more.

"A fine? No problem, come and get it, the purse is in my hands."

Martin released Nami, tossed the money pouch in his hand, and gave her a provocative look.

"Trash human, what kind of look is that? Hand over all your money."

Croobi stepped forward, towering over everyone, half a head taller than an average person, with a height of over 2.5 meters. He was practically a mini-giant, even Yao Ming would be shorter than him.

These are the strong and robust fish-men; ordinary humans are insignificant and powerless in their eyes.

Nami quickly ran behind A-Jian, who then led her to make way.

He had a feeling that this group of pirates of unknown origin was unusual and might cause trouble in the town.

The villagers in the surrounding area dared not utter a sound.

These fishmen are devoid of humanity; no one dares to resist them. Any outsider who dares to defy them will be killed instantly.

In particular, the Croobi stationed in Cocoyasi Village despises humans and shows no mercy to any human.

"Oh, here you go!"

Martin tossed the money bag out, and Croobie caught it.

Just as Croobbi reached out to catch it, the money bag suddenly exploded violently, turning into a cloud of black smoke.

boom!

After the explosion, Croobbi was covered in smoke, his skin blackened, and he stood frozen in place.

Everyone present was so shocked their jaws dropped.

Wow...what audacity!

This foreign pirate actually threw a bomb at Crooby.

Is this courting death?

No, he's dead!

……

"bomb!"

"Did I just steal a bomb?"

Nami, standing nearby, covered her mouth, both surprised and frightened, and even began to doubt her own professional skills.

This uncle just forcibly took back his money bag; he was practically saving himself!

Otherwise, you'd most likely be the one to suffer. The explosive power of this kind of explosion could even blast a fishman to pieces; you'd be seriously injured even if you didn't die.

Ah Jian was also quite surprised, and took about ten steps back while holding Nami.

He knew the merfolk were ruthless, and what followed was a fierce battle he couldn't stop.

"Croobi, how are you?"

"This kid actually dares to provoke us?"

The two merman henchmen were clearly startled by the sudden explosion.

With his jet-black head, Croobi exhaled a puff of black smoke before saying menacingly, "I'm fine... kill him!"

The two merman henchmen immediately pounced on Martin like wolves.

Both fishmen were over two meters tall, strong and powerful, and ran with great momentum and imposing presence.

Ugh!

The fishman's fist whistled through the air as it slammed into Martin.

"This is a merman's fist; it's indeed powerful enough."

Martin, now in his Iron Body form, glanced at the fists on his body and commented indifferently, "Compared to Joel's legs, you guys are still far behind."

Both fishmen were surprised.

Their fists seemed to have struck a block of iron. How could that be?

Iron Block, the Great Monument Smashing Hand!

He suddenly swung his palms, which had been hardened by iron, and slammed them forward, creating a powerful gust of wind that struck the heads of the two fishmen.

boom!

The powerful force slammed their heads into the ground, causing the stones to shatter.

The two mermen's legs twitched, and red blood flowed from their shattered heads.

Martin beckoned to Croobbi with his finger: "You, come here!"

Chapter 56 Fishman Karate

"You are still a master of physical skills."

Seeing this, Croobbi's eyelids twitched, realizing he had run into a tough problem.

The fishman's bones are very hard and his strength is great. His two fishman underlings are the most ordinary fishmen, who are more than capable of dealing with ordinary humans. They could easily take on ten people at once, but they were instantly killed by the opponent. This shows that this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

"I am Croobi, the soft-boned fishman, an executive of the Arlong Pirates, and a former member of the infamous Sun Pirates. I hold the 40th dan in Fishman Karate. I can shatter 1000 tiles with a single punch. If you are hit by me, you will surely die."

As Croobi unleashed his full power, he pushed off the ground with both feet, flexed his waist and stance, and adopted a boxing posture, looking quite imposing.

Martin laughed: "I've heard so much about you! Stop bragging. Your ultimate move, the Thousand-Tile Punch, can break 1000 tiles in water. On land, it would be lucky to have half the power."

Croobi blushed: "My bounty is 900 million Berries, human, you will die by my fist."

"900 million Berries? That's perfect. I've been looking for someone qualified to test my skills."

Martin took off the Thousand Cherry Blossoms and the Divine Gun, along with his cloak, and threw them all to Jason for safekeeping.

Fighting Shanks won't reveal your true strength; everyone's holding back. Using your Zanpakuto won't test your power either; it'll just kill the fishman instantly.

Martin planned to test his combat skills through hand-to-hand combat and also find this person to practice against.

shave!

Martin disappeared from everyone's sight and reappeared behind Crooby the next moment.

The iron fist slammed out, striking the fishman squarely in the kidneys, leaving a solid fist mark on the area and nearly causing the fishman's tall body to tip over.

However, how could a strong and robust fishman be easily defeated?

Fishman Karate!

A fist bigger than a bowl came crashing down like a heavy hammer.

shave!

Martin suddenly dodged and reappeared behind his opponent, delivering another punch to the opponent's waist in the exact same spot as the previous punch.

Croobbi immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and swung his hand to knock Martin back.

“He has great strength, surpassing me in strength alone… but his speed is so-so. I could wear him down with Shave, but that would be too boring.”

Martin, who was defending with his arms crossed, quickly analyzed several tactics.

The next moment, Croobbi pushed off with both feet and sprinted forward, smashing his fist down on Croobbi's head with great speed.

"Go to hell, you insignificant humans."

At this moment, his expression twisted, his face contorted with savagery and ferocity, his body trembled more and more violently, and his fish-like eyes emitted a terrifying light, as if he wanted to use all his strength to smash the human under his fist into a meat patty.

Just as his fist was about to strike Martin's head, it stopped in mid-air.

Croobbi's dead fish eyes, filled with murderous intent, were fixed on the person below, and his body began to tremble as if he had been electrocuted.

Croobbi found that his fist could not penetrate even an inch, so he kept increasing the force, and his body was trembling.

However, his fist was gripped by a hand that kept raising itself.

Martin smiled, feeling a continuous surge of power erupting from his body, his blood boiling, making him incredibly energetic and full of vitality.

Ah!

Who says humans are weaker than fish-men? I'm going all out!

He gripped Croobbi's fist tightly and delivered a powerful headbutt, the force of which sent Croobbi staggering back ten steps.