Chapter 657

The abuser became more and more excited, and his punches became faster and faster. Every punch hit the bald uncle. He protected his head and wailed while begging for mercy: "Stop, stop..."

Seeing the Celestial Dragon unilaterally beating up the Black Charcoal Snake made the people present feel a little uncomfortable. Could it be that his sixth form was his weakest body?

Peeling off the outer shell of the first five layers, revealing the most real appearance of the sixth layer, if it is deduced according to common sense, but the Black Charcoal Snake never plays by common sense. Only he can define others, no one can define him.

"You hit me so hard, I'm going to be beaten to death by you"

A trace of cruelty flashed in the bald uncle's eyes, and the repression and pain broke out at this moment. He clenched his fists and gathered all the strength of his body on this blow.

His movements were swift and wide, and his fists were full of anger and resistance, hitting the abuser's face directly.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the Celestial Dragon's face showed a look of astonishment. He did not expect the victim to have such a fierce counterattack.

The power of this punch was so great that it directly knocked the perpetrator into a daze. His body leaned back and staggered, and his movement out of the circle also stopped abruptly.

His eyes became blurred, his consciousness seemed to be scattered in an instant, and the whole person fell into a brief trance.

Just after the bald uncle made a perfect counterattack, he did not pursue the victory, but stood in place to move his joints. The body that was originally injured began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Tianlong people who had their front teeth knocked out by a punch felt their own blood in their mouths. The noble God clan had never suffered such grievances, "You dare to resist!"

At this moment, the perpetrator did not take the bald uncle seriously, and still thought that the sixth form was the weakest form, and it was the best time to deal with the black charcoal snake here.

The reckless man, who was overwhelmed by blood, once again rushed to the black charcoal snake and punched the sixth form again in revenge.

Who would have thought that the bald man had learned the attack pattern of the Celestial Dragons? After being beaten for the first time, he silently memorized the boxer's moves.

When he was attacked for the second time, he fought back exactly as he had done before. He accurately judged the boxer's attack direction and then counterattacked with the same moves.

The fists of the two men intersected in the air, making a dull sound. The Celestial Dragons were surprised to find that the enemy could learn his attack pattern so quickly and counterattack so accurately.

The Celestial Dragons did not retreat because of this. Instead, he thought it was his own illusion and began to constantly change his moves, trying to disrupt the rhythm of the bald man.

The black charcoal snake was not to be outdone. He stared closely at the boxer's movements, perfectly parried the enemy's offensive every time, and gradually began to take the initiative on the battlefield.

In the fierce fist-to-flesh confrontation, Kurozumi Orochi's fists became more powerful and his moves became more flexible and varied. The imitator, the counterfeit, had turned the tables, and the imitated was somewhat unable to resist, and the Celestial Dragon's defense had loopholes.

"When did your fist become so soft?"

Kurozumi Orochi seized the opportunity and hit the Celestial Dragon's chin with a heavy punch. The opponent immediately lost balance and fell to the ground.

The bald uncle had already learned the enemy's signature skills, so there was no need to spare the opponent's life. He aimed his fist at the Celestial Dragon's head.

He blew up the opponent's skull with one punch, and a mixture of blood and brain matter flowed on his arm. For this extreme violent aesthetics, Kurozumi Orochi couldn't help but admire his masterpiece.

"It turns out that the so-called God Clan has the same blood as us lowly people, and you are not so noble," the bald uncle said, turning his attention to the Sword team.

The ability of the sixth form is easy to describe. He can learn the opponent's skills during the battle. It should be a powerful imitation ability. However, the fake needs to defeat the genuine one, which can only mean that the genuine one is not strong enough.

"Since they don't do it, let's do it."

Sett moved his wrists. He was more contemptuous of the scattered Celestial Dragon contestants. Some weak people can only swing their swords at weaker ones and can never become real strong people.

Kurozumi Orochi realized that the three people in front of him were not Celestial Dragons but the Navy. In this dirty hunting competition, the Navy was the biggest accomplice. This is how the non-member country of God Valley perished.

However, his hatred for the God Clan is much greater than that for the Navy. He will have to wait a while before cleaning up the accomplices. He needs to purge the masterminds in the Flower Capital.

Only by killing all the Celestial Dragons who entered Wano Country can the rule of the Kurozumi Clan be maintained. Without the lowest-level providers, the upper-level carnivores will have no objects to exploit, and sooner or later they will completely die out.

"Then let me play with you"There was a kind of madness and determination in the eyes of Kurozumi Orochi. He began to use a taboo ability, trying to split an identical self by peeling off his flesh.

As the split progressed, his body began to twist and change, his skin gradually cracked, revealing the muscles and bones inside, and then his body began to split into two parts, each with the same appearance and characteristics.

After the two identical bodies appeared, the two sides smiled at each other strangely, and began to split two into four, four into eight, and the number of clones continued to increase.

Soon, in full view of the public, Kurozumi Orochi's body continued to split and reorganize, forming a huge group. These clones collided and merged with each other, and the scene became chaotic.

It only took a few minutes from one split to thousands. Faced with such a human wave tactic, the Sword team stopped their steps. The current situation has exceeded their expectations.

The target of thousands of bald uncles was not the navy. Soon they dispersed in batches to look for the surviving Celestial Dragons in the Flower City. Kurozumi Orochi wanted to give the Celestial Dragons a big surprise.

In the end, only three bald uncles were left on the ruins of the General's Mansion. The other clones had left to find their favorite and suitable targets.

Due to the strong interference of Kurozumi Orochi, the hunting competition of the Celestial Dragons in Wano Country has entered the final stage. No one can predict what will happen next.

Feigaland Galinsheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, had already thought of retreating in his mind. He believed that the precious land of Wano Country was poison wrapped in honey from beginning to end.

Staying here for a moment longer would consume the most loyal power of the God Clan. If there is no trustworthy force in hand, can the Celestial Dragons still be the high and mighty God Clan?

Suddenly, bald uncles appeared in various places in the Flower City and began to raid the celestial dragon contestants. The skills these people had learned throughout their lives became objects for Kurozumi Orochi to imitate and learn.