I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

When the battle started, Smoke turned into smoke from the high wall and went straight to Giorno surrounded by a group of flower girls.

I have practiced hard every day for the past few years, and I have suffered countless hardships in order to practice domineering. As a result, this bastard hangs out with a group of beautiful girls all day long?

I hope his strength improves, otherwise you will lose miserably!

Smoker thought so, and lost in the same way.

In sight, except for the ground that is close at hand, smoke is filling the air. Smoker's head was pressed to the ground by a "black hand", and half of his head turned into smoke. Except where the "black hand" touched his head, his The head didn't hurt from hitting the ground...but it took Smoker two seconds to realize what happened in that brief moment.

He turned into smoke, held ten weapons in his hand, and rushed straight towards Giorno, but the guy who raised his head to greet him not long ago, now looked defenseless and didn't look at him at all. he.

When Smoker's ten hands were about to touch the back of his neck - this kind of force was enough to cripple an ordinary person with one blow - Smoker hadn't thought about this kind of attack, and this guy would be seriously injured; But he also never thought that the attack was so close, this guy actually... what! ?

A "black hand" came towards Smoker. Smoker couldn't see at all when Giorno turned around and when he shot. Before he could react, he was pushed to the ground by the opponent.

Elementalization... can't escape the opponent's hand...

It's "Armed Color"... the opponent's hand is Armed Color Domineering!

Only in this way is it possible to make the place where his head touches his hand unable to elementalize and escape...

The hand on top of his head was removed, and Smoker heard the guy above say, "Hey, are you all right?"

Followed by a burst of women's chuckle, the laughter quickly faded away, mixed with the sound of fists and feet colliding with weapons, those women also went to fight.

Smoker turned into smoke, reshaped, stood in front of Lynch, biting a cigar, and said coldly: "It's domineering! It's not just the color of the weapon... Did you use the color of knowledge to predict my attack just now?" ?”

"Don't answer such an obvious thing." Lynch looked at the three big cigars in Smoker's mouth curiously, "Are those in your mouth real cigars, or did you make them out of tobacco fruit?" The effect of the program?"

"Huh?" Smoker inhaled, three sparks lit up on the end of the cigar, and he exhaled a puff of smoke. He said in a deep voice, "Of course it's genuine. I'm not a pirate who likes to cheat!"

"You're so angry, have you smoked too much?" Lynch raised his hand and smiled, "Call me for a fight, and be careful that I will take away your smoke fruit, and you will never be able to smoke fake cigarettes like this again!"

As she said that, she wanted to chat with the girls on the left and right, but only Hancock was left not far away. Seeing him looking over, she tilted her head in confusion, wondering if that navy man was a relative of Giorno (Smoke Fruit It’s too similar to the gas fruit); the others all went to find their opponents, Harpy, and Robin also hid far away, unable to cheer, helpless.

"I've said it all, I'm smoking the real thing!"

Smoker let out a low growl, stepped forward, raised his ten weapons and forked towards Lynch.

Lynch was bored and had no interest in joking with Smoker.

The surface of the ten hands was suddenly stained with a layer of black, especially the top, which was as black as ink.

"Armed and domineering, am I worse than you?"

Smoker's voice is very firm, but the fact will not be changed just because of how firm his beliefs are and how courageous he is.

Lynch casually grabbed his ten-handed weapon, and the latter's impact stopped abruptly. Smoker was shocked. Giorno's strength was too terrifying. The ten hands were loose in Giorno's hands! Lynch raised his eyes and said to Smoker at close range, "Yeah, it's too far away."

As he spoke, he held the top of Ten Hands, raised his wrists lightly, and lifted the whole body together with Ten Hands and Smoker off the ground.

Embarrassed!

Lost face!

Smoker's legs were stiff and turned into smoke. If he had kicked his legs in the air and made that kind of movement just now, he would feel that he was being humiliated!

"You're definitely stronger than I was when I met you years ago, Smoker..."

This is the truth.

For example, the Straw Hat Pirates in the comics, it may take them a few months to reach the Chambord Islands, but they have experienced various powerful enemies along the way. After that, there will be a leap in strength. Sauron is a training madman. He is either exercising hard on the boat, or sleeping after training; Luffy is a genius who can eat, drink, and practice. It only takes one battle to exchange his daily accumulation for strength improvement...

Luffy from Chambord can sling. Luffy from Ghost Island can sling. Luffy from the Island of Justice can sling. Luffy who came down from Empty Island can slap Luffy from Alabasta. Luffy who just left the sea...

Sauron agrees.

Therefore, the strength change of One Piece World is very drastic and obvious, that is to say, the range of strength gap - very large!

Smoker, who was in front of him, probably could have knocked Lynch to the ground with one hand.

"That's remarkable and deserves credit, Smoker."

Lynch looked at the angry Smoker calmly.

He said slowly, "But, I am even more remarkable."

As he said that, he didn't see how he moved. With a slight movement of his hand, Smoker was thrown away, and turned into a light smoke, sweeping across the entire battlefield where most people were fighting.

"Smog?!" Captain Hina, who had just arrived here, turned around in surprise, and saw the puff of light smoke scattered in the corner of the wall condensed into a human form.

Smoker gasped, and was about to get up, when he raised his head, a black shadow flew towards him.

Boom!

Smoker didn't dodge, and he didn't have time to dodge. The black shadow was at his right eye, passed through his smoky head, and slanted into the wall. It is his ten hands of weapons.

Smoker's temple hair was damp and dripping with sweat.

That Giobana Giorno's strength...has reached this point...

After a short fight, he has really understood.

The gap between him and the opponent has reached the point where he can't even see the gap...

"hateful!"

Smoker pulled out the ten hands nailed to the wall with his backhand, regardless of Captain Hina's shout, turned into a cloud of smoke again, and rushed towards the guy.

Seeing that impulsive guy Smoker ran away again, Hina couldn't help it.

"Really..." Hina lit a thin cigarette.

The soldiers of the navy were so anxious and irritable by the enchanting movements of the Nine Snake Warriors that they couldn't hit a single shot!

"It's domineering! These Nine Snake pirates, as the lieutenant general and the others said, have mastered that kind of power."

Captain Hina coughed lightly. Sure enough, things like smoke are really weird.

She flicked her fingers, and the thin cigarette that had only been smoked for one or two puffs flew away. The smoke was still swirling in the air, she had already rushed into the battlefield, and soon fought into a ball with the green flying snake.

Sandasonia is very curious about the ability of her Candice Fruit. She has long forgotten what varieties were in the devil fruit illustrated book that she had seen in Visalia, a small empty island. Seeing Hina's strange ability, I couldn't help thinking of playing around, and wanted to play for a while. If it was fun, maybe I could ask Giorno to bring it back to the Nine Snakes...

Hina was annoyed by the power of the Flying Snake, and her "prison" had limited ability to restrict the slippery snake.

And over there, Smoker wasn't having a good time either.

That fellow Giovanna Giorno didn't take him seriously at all!

Although my strength is indeed not as good as yours...

But you are too underestimating people for fighting half-heartedly!

A "sandbag" thrown by the snake of power, Marigrud, passed through Smoker, and flew away as if passing through a puff of smoke.

On Smoker's head, the curling smoke condensed back to its original shape. He bit three cigars and said solemnly, "Hey, where are you looking?"

"I didn't look at you anyway." Lynch looked at the entrance, where there was another vice admiral.

Smoker was annoyed and continued to attack, but no matter what, the gap was still too large. Giorno, a bastard, was obviously half-hearted, and could calmly parry any of his attacks. Just when Smoker was panting and exhausted, he suddenly glimpsed out of the corner of his eye, a sword slashing behind the unsuspecting Giorno!

It's Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!

Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel waited for so long, it seemed that he was waiting for this opportunity for Giorno to relax.

One hit will kill!

"Where are you looking?" Lynch really ignored the slash coming from behind, and held Smoker's head with a smile.

Smoker's head seemed to be shattered by the opponent's hand, but he could no longer care about the pain, and looked behind Giorno in horror... The slash of Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel was crushed by a The figure descending from the sky stopped him. Then... I don't know what that beautiful figure with Smoker behind her back did to Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel who was facing her... Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel... turned into a stone sculpture!