Sailing: Weapon Fruit, I Rub The Flow Blade With My Hands

The enemy was in a state of panic, and the enemy was in a state of panic.

“It’s over!”

“What did I do just now?”

“Why did you suddenly attack him?”

“Me too.”

“It was like a strong desire to kill suddenly rose in my chest!”

…

At this time, the prisoners who had just attacked seemed to have exhausted all their murderous aura and courage. After the surprise attack failed, they woke up from the boiling murderous aura just now, and each of them was confused about their actions just now.

Especially when their eyes fell on the third form of Susanoo, which was towering like a small mountain, they all looked horrified and uneasy.

“It’s exactly what I thought.”

“If there is a first form, there will be a second form. If there is a second form, there will be a third form.”

“This is the last support you have hidden!”

“Rosen.”

Just as the prisoners were feeling uneasy, a grinning figure suddenly appeared in front of Rosen.

It was none other than Basque Jot, who was slashed into the ground by Rosen before and whose life or death was unknown.

The strange thing is that even if he didn’t die after being slashed by Susanoo, he should be dying, but he did have a hideous cut on his body, extending from his shoulder to his right leg, but this wound was recovering at an astonishing speed.

Not only that.

His appearance made the dark, damp, and smelly prison of Infinite Hell seem like a wine cellar, with a strong aroma of wine emerging out of thin air.

Then, the ground of Impel LV6 prison changed rapidly, from rock to wine.

And Basque Jot, who was standing in the wine pool, seemed to have recovered from his injuries faster as if he had drunk alcohol.

“Wine-wine fruit.”

“Awaken.”

“You hid it really well! Basque Jot.”

Rosen looked at Basque Jot, who should have been lying dead, and now he was like Wang Luffy possessed, performing a wave of sit-ups in front of him, and couldn’t help showing a bit of surprise on his face.

He really didn’t expect Basque Jot’s wine-wine fruit to awaken.

After all.

Rosen is not Borsalino, and his observation Haki has not been trained to the point of foreseeing the future.

The reason why he was able to react in time just now was that, first, the physical fitness trained by the Six-Story Immortal Thief made his reaction very fast, and second, the observation color Qi baby among the three-color Qi babies trained by the Qi body source flow, after these days of punching in the infinite hell, and growing with the Haki, gradually developed a new ability.

Ultra Instinct Observation Haki.

The ability is as its name suggests.

That is, the Observation Haki Qiying itself will be in a state of using Observation Haki all the time.

There is no need for Rosen to actively activate Observation Haki, nor to deliberately control it, or to concentrate and stay calm, the Qiying will use Observation Haki itself.

24 hours a day, it continuously senses attacks, breaths, and dangers from all around.

Once an attack enters the perception range of the Qiying; once a new breath appears in the perception range of the Qiying; once a danger from the outside world is sensed by the Qiying, the Observation Haki Qiying will take the initiative to warn Rosen and pass the sensed information directly to him.

This process is just like Rosen himself using Observation Haki.

From the Qiying’s perception, then the warning, and then the transmission to him, the whole process is faster than the speed of light.

However, Rosen’s Observation Haki was not practiced to foresee the future after all, so the Qiying’s Ultra Instinct Observation Haki also cannot see the future.

He could only sense attacks and dangers, sense the number and location of breaths, and predict the enemy’s next move.

So he didn’t know that Basque Jot would use the awakening ability of the Wine-Wine Fruit. He only knew that the breath of the big barrel was approaching him and preparing to attack him.

“If it’s not hidden deep, how can I kill you?”

“You said so?”

“Rosen.”

Basque Jot stared at Rosen with cold eyes.

Twice.

He was almost killed by Rosen twice.

If there was no voice in his heart telling him that the man in front of him had no intention of killing him yesterday or today, he would have used the awakening ability of the Wine-Wine Fruit when he first faced Rosen yesterday.

In order to defeat Rosen.

Considering that even if the Wine-Wine Fruit was awakened, he would definitely not be Rosen’s opponent in a single fight.

Therefore, Basque Jot gritted his teeth and decided to believe the voice in his heart and gamble.

.

Just bet that Rosen would not kill him yesterday.

Just bet that Rosen would not kill him today.

Although he won the bet in the end, and won twice in a row, the feeling of being on the verge of death cannot be deceived. If he had not been determined enough, and encouraged by the voice in his heart, with the idea of ​​turning the tables and killing Rosen, he would not have been able to hold on until now.

After all, it takes great courage to gamble with your life once.

And he gambled with his life twice in a row.

Basque Jot finally won the bet and won the chance to turn the tables this time. Naturally, he would not let this fleeting opportunity slip away.

While talking with Rosen and venting the pressure of death torture and oppression in the past two days, his hands did not stop at all.

“Wine Dragon Fire·Ten Dragons.”

I saw that Basque Jot awakened with the wine fruit, affecting the surrounding environment, turning the rock floor under his feet into an alcohol pool, and then he stomped on the ground, and ten wine dragons flew out of the wine pool one after another.

Then.

He opened his hands and clenched his fists with his ten fingers.

Snap

Boom

As his hands clenched their fists, ten wine dragons immediately burned up and turned into extremely hot fire dragons, then rushed to drag the heat that distorted the atmosphere from all directions, and crashed into the position where Susanoo was attacked by the fourteen prisoners before.

Chi Chi

Ten dragons flew across the sky, burning everything.

The scorching heat and terrifying heat, once poured out and roared, the heavy armor covering Susanoo’s upper body showed signs of melting.

Like butter that has been burned by a fierce fire, it began to melt.

“It’s so hard!”

“What’s wrong with his domineering aura?”

“Is it invulnerable to water and fire?”

Evidently, Susanoo was melting, but there was no joy on Basque Jot’s face, but anxiety in his eyes.

Because the melting speed was too slow.

According to the melting speed of Susanoo, Borsalino would have arrived before it was half melted.

No.

It should be said that Borsalino had already arrived.

Basque Jot glanced to the side, and his pupils shrank.

He found that Borsalino, who had been shocked by Barrett and Redfield’s combined domineering color, had stood near Rosen at some point, and was now looking at him with interest with his hands in his pockets.

The red eyes seemed to be watching a clumsy clown performance.

“Do you think Rosen can handle us alone?”

“Or does Borsalino think that he can intervene at any time by standing next to Rosen.”

Seeing Borsalino’s expression, Basque Jot felt a little uneasy for no reason, but what relieved him was that the other party did not make a move.

No matter what the reason is, the arrow is on the string now, no, the arrow has already been shot.

Once the bow is shot, there is no turning back.

At this critical moment, no matter how many changes there are, Basque Jot can only bite the bullet and continue.

Not only because there is no turning back, but also because this is the only chance he has seen to defeat Rosen.

If he misses this opportunity, with Rosen’s growth rate, in the days to come, all the prisoners will become the training materials of this man, until all their value is squeezed out, and they will either be executed or continue to be imprisoned forever.

But the voice before told him that between executing the prisoners and imprisoning them, Rosen would choose the former.