Sailing: I Open Treasure Chests in the Pirate World

You're quite the little rascal, Ian!

Magellan was speechless.

He kept Shiliu and Ian at bay, preventing them from clashing.

Was it to protect Shiliu from being beaten by Ian?!

Magellan was clearly doing this to protect Ian, the newcomer!

The director hadn't had a chance to express his opinion yet.

A cold voice came from the restroom in his office.

"You're courting death!"

……

Magellan ultimately agreed to Ian's suggestion.

After all, there wasn't a better way, was there...?

However, Magellan made one request regarding their duel:

As the director, he needs to observe the entire battle and may even intervene to stop the fight if necessary!

Regarding Magellan's demands.

Both Ian and Shiryu readily agreed.

Magellan strongly suspected that neither of these men had taken his warnings as their director to heart, but he could find no evidence to support it.

A few minutes later.

The group left the warden's office and went to the prison grounds outside.

A scorching hell, a raging inferno.

Ian and Shiliu stood on opposite sides of the open space, their gazes meeting and colliding in the air.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Shiliu's eyes were like those of a hungry wolf; he stared intently at Ian, his right hand resting on the hilt of the famous sword "Thunderstorm" at his waist.

This time, he won't be careless at all!

'You brat! Die!'

Without any warning, Shiryu instantly drew his famous sword, Thunderstorm, from his waist and swung it heavily forward.

The blade, gleaming with an eerie, blood-red light, traced a perfectly round path in mid-air.

The next moment, the blade of [Thunderstorm] whipped up the air and unleashed a flying slash in the shape of a crescent moon!

laugh--

The ferocious and brutal flying slash crossed nearly half of the scorching inferno in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of Ian.

The force of the flying slash dissipated, causing the surrounding raging flames to be suppressed and pressed close to the ground, almost extinguishing them directly.

Ian remained completely calm in the face of Shiryu's flying slash.

He raised his right leg, concentrated all his strength in his leg, and kicked it forward several times.

【Storm Kick】!

All of a sudden.

Ian unleashed several incredibly sharp vacuum slashes to meet the oncoming crescent-shaped sword energy.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Flying Slash and the Vacuum Kick collided.

Rumbling--

Accompanied by several deafening roars, the two shockwaves canceled each other out in mid-air.

The rolling shockwave spread in all directions, directly extinguishing many of the surrounding fires.

'Six Styles! Storm Kick!'

Shiliu was quite perceptive; he immediately saw through the true nature of Ian's abilities.

Considering Ian's naval background, it's not surprising that the other party knows the Six Powers.

Shiryu gripped the famous sword in his hand, and jet-black Armament Haki surged from his forearm, wrapping around the blade of [Thunderstorm].

next moment.

Shiliu's figure left an afterimage in place as he approached Ian at an extremely fast speed.

And this is the moment Ian has been waiting for!

White clay gushed from his body, wrapping around his surface and causing him to swell and grow larger.

By the time Shiliu arrived in front of Ian, the latter had grown into a monster the size of a small giant!

Shiryu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the [Thunderstorm] in his hand suddenly transformed into a flash of cold light, slashing towards the clay giant.

The attack of [Thunderstorm] was like raindrops falling from the sky, and the sharp sword light was almost connected in a line.

"drizzle!"

But Ian reacted just as quickly.

The clay giant swung its enormous fist and slammed it heavily into the famous sword that was attacking from the front.

The white clay was also wrapped in Armament Haki, adding to its power.

"Giant Armed Fist!"

At the same time, the fist, imbued with Armament Haki, collided fiercely with the famous sword.

Chapter 50 Diamond Chest: Shiryu of the Rain

A thunderclap seemed to resound in the scorching hell, the momentum of the battle enough to pierce the clouds and shatter rocks.

Boom!

Shiryu's right arm muscles bulged high as he concentrated all his strength into the Thunderstorm in his hand.

He had initially thought Ian was just a cunning little brat.

I never expected that the opponent's true strength would be so great!

Shiryu is still gritting his teeth and persevering, wrestling with the clay giant.

But Ian, on the other hand, was distracted and began manipulating other attack methods.

The power of the Clay-Clay Fruit silently assimilated the scorching hellish land.

'not good! '

Shiryu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly softened, transforming from a hard floor into soft clay.

Without the support from his feet, Shiryu's body tilted to one side, and his strength began to wane.

The clay giant that Ian had transformed into slightly pulled his right fist back before slamming it forward again.

boom!

Shiliu was immediately sent flying dozens of meters away, rolling on the ground like a gourd.

When Shiryu finally managed to steady himself and looked up ahead...

He was astonished to find that the ground beneath Ian's feet had been completely assimilated into a patch of clay.

Clay-Clay Fruit, Awakening Power!

"Clay rainstorm!"

Ian assimilated the entire ground into clay, and dozens of clay strips grew out of the ground, attacking the opponent together.

Shiryu gripped the Thunderstorm sword tightly, retreating while swinging it repeatedly.

The blood-red blade created an impenetrable protective wall in front of him, like a shield.

The clay strips Ian created were instantly severed the moment they touched the sword light barrier formed by the [Thunderstorm].

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a thought stirring in his mind.

Some of the clay strips still transformed into "torrential rain," relentlessly bombarding Shiliu.

However, most of the remaining clay strips were mixed together in twos and threes under Ian's control.

The clay strips, which were originally only as thick as an arm, expanded in diameter as they were continuously fused together.

It's as if a human arm suddenly grew to enormous size, becoming the arm of a giant!

At this moment.

Each of the clay strips is nearly one meter in diameter!

"A massive clay rainstorm!"

Ian manipulated these gigantic clay strips, launching a relentless attack on Shiliu.

The sword light barrier that Shiryu's [Thunderstorm] can create has a limited protective area.

It was able to withstand the previous "clay downpour".

But it couldn't withstand the current "clay downpour"!

Shiryu understood this principle as well. He stopped wielding Thunderstorm and instead focused on enhancing his perception as much as possible.

His eyes flashed with a scarlet light as he used his Observation Haki to track the attack routes of those thick clay arms.

boom! boom! boom! ——

Each of the giant clay hands that struck the scorching hellish ground produced a deafening roar.

Shiryu, who was using his Observation Haki to its fullest extent, was frantically fleeing from the relentless attacks, like a badger running around in a melon patch.

The relentless bombardment of the clay giant fist lasted for several minutes.

Shiryu finally realized something was wrong.

He originally thought that Ian, with his physical strength, would not be able to sustain an attack of this scale for long.

But even though he was almost exhausted from running, the clay giant fist's attacks showed no sign of stopping.

The clay seemed endless, launching a relentless barrage that gave Shili no time to breathe.

Shiliu glanced at Ian on the other side through the gaps in the clay giant fist's attacks.

To his embarrassment, Ian remained calm and composed.

It seemed that the battle just now hadn't taken any of his energy out of him.

We have to disrupt that brat's offensive rhythm!

Shiryu continued to dodge for a while, finally finding a brief respite.

He swung the Thunderstorm in his hand with force, cleaving the giant clay fist in two.

He kicked the broken clay fist forward again, disrupting the attack route of another clay giant fist.

Through this maneuver, Shiryu finally earned himself a brief opportunity to attack!

He gripped the famous sword "Thunderstorm," channeled his power into it, and slashed fiercely towards Ian.

A blood-red flying slash swept through the air, its shape irregular and crooked, resembling lightning.

The great swordsman's all-out flying slash easily tore apart the clay arm made of ordinary clay.

The crimson sword energy arrived before Ian with unstoppable force.

Ian remained unmoved. With a thought, a huge shield, as tall as a man, was erected in front of him.

"Clay shields!"

The clay shield was coated with jet-black Armament Haki, enhancing its protective capabilities.

next moment.

Shiryu's flying slash struck the clay shield precisely.