Chapter 93

Blood dyed the long sky,

Shredded flesh flew in all directions.

A broad swath of bloodstains, like a fine drizzle of goose feathers, tilted and poured down from midair.

It soaked into the floor tiles,

laying a faint rouge of red across the ground.

The acrid stench of blood spread outward in every direction.

In an instant,

Thud!

A muffled sound rang out.

Only to see,

the blue-haired man's cold corpse, drained of every breath of life, crashed heavily onto the ground beside him, kicking up the thin layer of dust that had gathered on the floor tiles.

Vitality withered,

life utterly spent.

At this point,

the blue-haired man was thoroughly dead!

Killed by Lu En in a single encounter…

With one punch from start to finish, beaten to death on the spot!

Not the slightest chance to fight back!

At this moment,

having watched the whole scene of the blue-haired man being blown apart by Lu En's single punch, Buggy's face was filled with terror; he stared deathly at Lu En, whose fist was now stained with blood.

After a long pause,

Buggy's whole body trembled slightly, his face pale, and the words slipped out before he could stop them.

"Th-the technique you just used was…"

"The Navy's Six Powers?!"

"What on earth are you, you monster?!"

A light breeze drifted in, slipping through the tavern window.

In the air,

the acrid, thick stench of blood filled every corner.

On the ground,

lay a cold, headless corpse, hideously gruesome.

The blue-haired man was dead.

Blown apart by Lu En's single punch!

He hadn't even had time to react.

Clean and decisive,

overwhelming!

With an absolutely crushing stance, Lu En blasted the blue-haired man to death in one punch!

Silence fell!

Deathly stillness!

Gulps!

A few pirates couldn't help but swallow hard, faces full of horror and shock as they stared at the cold corpse lying on the ground, their eyes brimming with dread.

The entire process…

they had been utterly unable to react!

By the time they came to their senses, all they could see was the cold corpse lying on the ground.

The entire head had been punched to pieces!

Fresh blood flowed slowly,

seeping out from the corpse.

Blood ran into rivers.

Every bit of this played out in vivid clarity before the eyes of the few pirates, fully igniting and magnifying the fear in their hearts.

Drip!

Drip!

……

Bright red blood dripped down from Lu En's fist.

He was bare-chested, the lines of his muscles strikingly defined.

The bulging muscles formed a demonic back.

Like a devil's pattern, it was etched across Lu En's back.

It looked especially savage,

terrifying!

A heavy, overwhelming pressure radiated from him, sweeping through the entire tavern.

At this moment,

in the eyes of the few pirates and Buggy, Lu En's figure appeared like a demon that had walked straight out of hell, bringing a crushing pressure that engulfed both body and mind.

"So… so strong!"

One pirate's throat went dry; he instinctively stepped back half a pace, face pale, eyes filled with lingering terror as he stared at Lu En's figure, his voice trembling.

Beside him,

the other two survivors were equally ashen-faced, as if they had been terrified beyond measure.

It was clearly visible,

that the bodies of these pirates were shaking uncontrollably.

Fear!

Thick, overwhelming fear surged into their hearts!

"I couldn't see his movements at all."

"Just one glance…"

"Jack got smashed to pieces with a single punch."

"We're not even in the same league as this monster."

"Before this monster, we're as fragile as ants!"

"So…"

"From the very beginning, the things this monster said weren't mockery. More accurately, in this monster's eyes, we really are ants!"

The pirates were filled with dread.

They watched helplessly as,

their comrades beside them were instantly pulverized by a single punch!

Throughout it all, they were utterly powerless.

This helplessness plunged all of them into utter despair.

"Y-You're using the Navy's Six Styles?!"

"Didn't I say so?"

Buggy stared fixedly at Lu En, his heart gripped by overwhelming terror.

He recognized it.

The technique that the brat had just used!

It was the Navy's famed Six Styles!

The question now was…