Chapter 82: Fleet Admiral, Is That All?

"What helping pirates! Turning black into white, framing innocent people!!"

Nami's face turned red with anger, her teeth grinding together; this was the first time she had ever met someone so shameless—

"If you were truly just catching pirates, who would care about you! It's clearly that you don't care whether the residents live or die! We wanted to save people, so what's wrong with that? What about you! Why don't you look down below, take a good look at the good deeds your navy has done!"

Nami's trembling index finger pointed angrily at the collapsed shops and houses on both sides of the square.

"Little girl, some words cannot be spoken recklessly."

Ghost Spider's eyes, fixed on Nami, flashed with a hint of coldness; his right hand had unknowingly rested on the sword hilt.

"Those were merely collateral damage, an unavoidable cost when capturing pirates. Didn't your elders teach you that when venturing out, one must show respect to high-ranking my lords when facing them?"

Swish!

Before the words finished, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes; a fist the size of a sandbag rapidly expanded in his vision, instantly smashing him flying backward!

Thud! Ghost Spider crashed heavily onto the ground, his cigar snapped and extinguished, and with a spurt, he covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Sorry."

Siano, looking down from above, stepped on his chest, gazing down at Ghost Spider on the ground:

"I just recalled, it seems I really didn't teach you."

In the vast square, apart from the sound of rain, there was suddenly a deathly silence.

Countless gazes, from every direction, focused on Ghost Spider on the ground.

Ghost Spider also sensed these gazes; his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

—He had actually been hammered flying by a single blow in front of everyone, and stepped on by a brat?

Since promoting to Fleet Admiral, wherever he went, wasn't he respected and adored, with pirates fleeing at the mere mention of his name?

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?!

"Damn brat!"

Ghost Spider suddenly drew both his swords simultaneously, crossing them horizontally to strike at the opponent's ankles.

Siano sneered, withdrew his leg and stepped back; Ghost Spider took the opportunity to flip and leap up, wielding both swords, one strike following another, frantically slashing, instantly weaving an impenetrable crimson net in the rain.

"Die! Die!!!"

Daring to step on his chest, then he couldn't blame him for being ruthless!

At this moment, he seemed to have already seen the image of this detestable black-haired brat before him, cut into countless fragments by the sword blades!

However.

The suddenly louder sound of rain by his ears shattered Ghost Spider's fantasy.

The opponent seemed barely to have moved his body, strolling leisurely with hands behind his back, letting him slash away, yet these dozens of continuous high-speed strikes were all easily dodged.

Let alone cutting through flesh and blood, not even a single trace of blood was seen.

This... how is this possible?

Ghost Spider's pupils contracted.

The opponent's dodging amplitude was almost precise to the millimeter level.

Countless times, his sword edge had just barely grazed the surface of the opponent's skin.

Clearly it was just that little bit away, yet it simply could not reach, as if everything was within the opponent's expectation.

Is it Observation Haki?

No, that's not right!

That bizarre angle of body twisting was clearly Devil Fruit ability: Paper Art! It was Paper Art cultivated to the extreme!!!

Plus just now, the Moon Walk this group displayed...

"Cowardly rat, you only know how to dodge?!" Ghost Spider roared in anger, "The East Blue actually has someone like you who has mastered the Six Powers so skillfully? Who taught you?!"

"Sakazuki."

Huh?

Ghost Spider's eyes widened, and in the split second of this slight distraction, Siano had unknowingly extended his right arm, clamped his neck, and grinned showing his teeth:

"This was your own request, telling me not to dodge anymore."

Thud! Siano's arm muscles suddenly bulged, like a shackles cast from steel, tightly locking Ghost Spider's neck.

Then he suddenly exerted force, slamming him hard onto the ground!

Boom!

Boom!

BOOM!!!

Once, twice, three times... Siano continuously threw him over his shoulder back and forth left and right; the terrifying, overwhelming power was completely unrestrained at this moment.

The ground on both sides rapidly cracked open with web-like fissures.

Ghost Spider felt like a rag doll in a giant's hand; for a moment he actually lost control and found it difficult to break free.

In his swaying, inverted vision, he seemed to see the people standing far away, whether pirates or navy, all pointing and laughing at him wantonly...

"Enough!!!"

The veins on his temple jumped wildly, exploding into a roar.

Hiss hiss! The messy long hair behind his head suddenly began to wildly extend and spread.

In an instant it transformed into six spider-spear-like braids, twisting wildly like an octopus, suddenly breaking free from Siano's hand, then inexplicably pulling out a long sword from somewhere each, gripping them firmly.

Snap!

Ghost Spider stepped on the puddles on the ground, regaining his stance firmly.

At this moment, he, combined with those six terrifying, knotted spider-arms behind him, stared coldly forward, radiating immense pressure in the heavy rain.

"What happened today, one thing after another, was completely beyond my expectations."

Ghost Spider twisted his neck, emitting a series of crackling sounds like popping beans, and gazed expressionlessly down at Siano below:

"I originally just wanted to play with you, you brat. I didn't expect you to actually have some strength, making me lose face. But... now, the game should end."

The two blades he held in both hands, along with the blades of the six long swords behind them, were all dyed with a dark, ink-like luster.

"Eight Sword Style · Crush and Annihilate!"

Accompanying Ghost Spider's cold voice, eight long swords converged toward the center and slashed down simultaneously!

Buzz!

Intersecting sword qi roared from different directions toward Siano, instantly locking down all escape routes.

"Rumble Foot · White Thunder!!"

Without hesitation, Siano spun around and kicked, whipping up a vacuum.

A dark blue blade of light, resembling a waning moon, instantly extended to several meters in length and crashed head-on against all the sword qi!

Boom!!

A deafening roar erupted; the air wave whipped up by the Rumble Foot actually shattered all eight intersecting sword qi simultaneously!

Tap, tap, tap.

Under the impact of the air wave, Ghost Spider retreated several steps in succession before stabilizing his stance. He suddenly raised his head, his gaze filled with disbelief.

The eight sword qi he unleashed in one breath were all blocked by this mere Rumble Foot technique?

Siano bared his teeth, having expected this scene all along.

The System's ability to judge his Six Styles as supreme naturally had its reasons.

His Six Styles had truly been cultivated to the peak of perfection!

In terms of mastery alone, even Rob Lucci during the Enies Lobby era would be slightly inferior!

"What, are you an Eight Sword Style Swordsman?"

Looking at Ghost Spider, he laughed wildly, "What a coincidence, so am I!!"

Hiss! Hiss!

The scene from just now seemed to replay in this very moment; Siano's jet-black hair, just like Ghost Spider's, wildly extended and branched out, transforming into more than a dozen braids as hard as steel.

"I'm not very good at math, it seems I have a few too many."

Feeling the braids dancing wildly atop his head, Siano tilted his chin toward Ghost Spider, "I hope you can withstand it."

As soon as the words fell.

His figure suddenly vanished from the spot; in the next instant, he appeared above Ghost Spider's head, his full head of braids attacking Ghost Spider's face like a violent storm!

How does this guy know this too!

Ghost Spider's face changed drastically; he urgently activated his blades to counterattack.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The spider-spear-shaped hair, wrapped in dense Armament Haki, collided with Ghost Spider's blade edges. Amidst the sound of clashing metal, dense black lines danced wildly, splashing countless sparks.

The onlookers around them were instantly dazzled.

And the arms of the two were not idle either, constantly clashing and colliding.

One used blades, while the other had completely transformed both arms into shapes similar to blades, relying entirely on that steel-and-iron-like physical strength to resist!

At the beginning, both sides were evenly matched.

But as time passed, amidst the constant collisions, the intensity of the Armament Haki on the surface of Ghost Spider's blades gradually began to weaken.

In contrast, Siano's side remained as strong as ever!

The four major techniques of Armament Haki.

Coating, Hardening, Flowing and External Emission, Internal Destruction!

Except for Internal Destruction, which he comprehended later and was still somewhat unfamiliar with, he had already mastered the other three completely!

The intensity had long ago, through years of constant tempering, reached a level difficult for ordinary people to attain!!!

—Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!!

The explosive sound of metal collision echoed through the rain curtain; Ghost Spider's eight long swords were finally, in this very instant, knocked apart simultaneously and fell to the ground!

The immense force applied by Siano's arms pressed him backward in a disheveled manner, his military boots plowing two deep furrows into the stone tiles of the square.

"No more swords, right?"

Siano advanced step by step downward, looking at the ugly face so close, baring his teeth to pull a grimace, "—I still have some!"

Thud!

His arms suddenly pierced into Ghost Spider's shoulders, then instantly reverted from blade-shape to normal, grabbing Ghost Spider's two wrists and forcefully flipping them inward.

"Pfft—"

A heart-piercing pain surged; Ghost Spider spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, but the numbness transmitted from his shoulders made it difficult for him to break free for the moment.

He could only watch helplessly as his arm joints were twisted into grotesque angles amidst this terrifying immense force, shattered bones piercing the skin and raising a shower of blood.

Boom, boom, boom!

The rain fell even harder; in the distance, the sky began to faintly flicker with Lei Guang.

"Strength, speed, Six Styles body techniques, Armament Haki intensity... and your proud Observation Haki return! I am superior to you in all of them!"

Siano, as if pinching a chick, gripped Ghost Spider's neck and lifted him up, meeting his gaze with mockery:

"I say, the so-called Navy Headquarters Vice Admiral, is that all you are capable of?"

This chapter is nearly a thousand words too long, so I won't split it. I'll write it all in one go and release it all. Thanks to 08a for the donation support.

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