One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

Equipment and items: Hextech Belt, Righteous Glory, Twin Shadows, Trinity Force, Boots of Speed...

Hero Skins: Future Warrior, Steel Wings, Lu Bu (Fengxian), Champion's Blade...

【Lee Sin, the Descendant of the Dragon】: Wearing this skin will give you a unique appearance.

"Hero skins?"

Yang Ming was slightly taken aback.

"Doesn't this mean I can have an alias that's different from my current identity?"

In that instant, Yang Ming's mind raced with a series of ingenious schemes. If executed well, he could reap huge profits from them.

Seeing its prey pause slightly, the chicken-snake beast's eyes flashed with ferocity.

Before it could do anything, the boy vanished from sight.

flash!

The boy's figure suddenly appeared on the chest of the chicken-snake beast. His sword had been drawn from its sheath at some point, and flames condensed on the tip of the blade. Combining some of the essence of finger gun techniques, he delivered a swift, accurate, and ruthless strike, viciously piercing straight into the chicken-snake beast's heart.

"Will-o'-the-wisp!"

The blade pierced the snake-scale-covered chest, and even the muscles as solid as bronze and iron could not withstand the onslaught of flames.

A burst of fire pierced through the back of the chicken-snake beast, and this enormous, ferocious beast that terrified the prisoners collapsed slumped onto the stone slab. Its heartless body and limbs twitched slightly as it struggled to stand up, demonstrating its powerful vitality.

Flames continued to scorch the wounds and flesh of the chicken-snake beast, filling the air with the fragrant aroma of roasted meat.

Not only did the prisoners in the dungeon drool at the aroma, but even the ferocious beasts deep in the Beast Hell awoke from their slumber.

"Roar!" "Howl!" "Awooo!"...

The roars of beasts rose and fell, the deafening sound echoing throughout the entire Beast Hell. Even the rows of cells trembled slightly, shaking off cobwebs and dust.

The prisoners seemed to recall the deep-seated fear in their memories. They immediately abandoned their lingering gaze from the prison bars and scrambled back into their cells, huddled in corners, trembling. Their tattered blankets tightly wrapped around their bodies, leaving only their terrified and uneasy eyes showing.

Yang Ming looked up.

Deep in the cold, damp corridor, a pair of eerie green eyes suddenly opened.

As the dull footsteps approached, the massive beast filled the prison corridor, casting eerie, distorted shadows in the light of the oil lamps hanging on the cell walls.

Three man-eating lions, Maticolla, appeared in Yang Ming's sight. It is said that these ferocious beasts have human faces by using human bones. Each of them has an ordinary middle-aged face, a huge and majestic lion body, and makes human-like sounds by mimicking human accents.

"So hungry!"

"Want to eat!"

As the words fell, the man-eating lion Matticola raised its massive, wall-like paw and slammed it down.

With his twin tomoe spinning rapidly, Yang Ming captured the movements of the three man-eating lions, Maticolla, anticipating their intentions. He took a few small steps in place before sprinting forward at a speed of four seconds per hundred meters.

shave!

After his battle with Rob Lucci, Yang Ming used the powerful perception of his Sharingan with two tomoe to steal a more refined version of the Navy's Six Powers from his opponent. After several months of rest and training, he has now mastered them all with great skill.

Yang Ming lunged forward, his flaming katana flashing swiftly in his hand.

The blade flashed sharply and clearly, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

"Fuzhao!"

A gruesome knife wound slashed across the necks of the three man-eating lions, Matticola, as if the three beasts' rock-solid muscles were nothing. The wound was clean and smooth, with blazing flames enveloping it, constantly inflicting pain on the three beasts.

Thanks to the beasts' tenacious vitality, the three man-eating lions, Matticola, wouldn't die anytime soon. Instead, they were writhing on the ground in pain, their massive bodies blocking the prison corridor and keeping out the beasts that were coming from afar. Beasts like giant scorpions and mantises could only watch helplessly from the outside.

Using the beast's massive size as cover, Yang Ming strolled calmly through the shadows.

This scene was witnessed by Domino through the surveillance of Den Den Mushi.

At this moment, Domino had already arrived at the fourth basement level via a large elevator.

This level of prison is like being in a giant furnace. The ground is so hot that you feel like you're stepping on a scorching boiler, with billowing steam everywhere.

Domino skillfully approached the toilet door, pounding on it repeatedly and shouting:

"Chief, come out quickly, I have something important to report!"

The sounds of diarrhea gushing out could be heard continuously from inside the toilet, and Chief Magellan's slightly weak voice came through:

"Wait a minute, I'll be done soon."

Domino's face turned green at the smell of the slightly toxic odor permeating the air.

At the entrance to the staircase leading to the third basement level, a gigantic sphinx was coiled up.

The Sphinx, the beast with the body of a human, is the chief of the prison in the Beast Purgatory and also the leader of a group of ferocious beasts. It had already seen a boy walking towards it, but pretended not to see him and even deliberately made a gap to let him pass through.

The Sphinx, with its body and head, watched Yang Ming's figure gradually disappear into the stairwell, feeling quite pleased with itself.

"I'm not being cowardly, I'm just being considerate of social interactions!"

The third underground level of the Deep Sea Prison is called the Hunger Hell, where vicious criminals with bounties exceeding 5000 million are imprisoned.

Because of the scorching heat rising from the lower level of hell, the air in this level is filled with a burning heat, making it as unbearable as a steam oven.

In the prison cell that Yang Ming passed by, all the prisoners, without exception, lay half-dead on the slightly cold floor, their faces emaciated and their lips cracked.

The prisoners with a bounty of over 5000 million are physically superior to ordinary people. To prevent them from escaping, the Deepsea Prison subjects them to torture by starvation and deprivation of water, keeping them in a constant state of hunger and exhaustion.

As for what will happen when they become unbearably hungry?

The skeletal remains, devoured and eaten in the prison cell, may have already revealed a dark side.

Yang Ming paused, gazing at the tall figure standing ahead.

The newcomer was over three meters tall, with a tall and imposing physique. He had often walked the line between life and death, which honed his body to a golden ratio. Even in the oversized uniform of the warden, his muscular outline was still hard to conceal.

Beneath the wide brim of his black military cap, a pair of sharp eyes, like those of a hawk, stared intently at Yang Ming, as if a skilled hunter were scrutinizing his prey from head to toe. His broad chin was slightly raised, and the cigar dangling from his lips emitted billowing smoke, blurring his rugged face.

A gust of hot wind blew by, causing the white coat draped over the man to rustle.

His right hand, which was already resting on the hilt of the sword, slowly drew the famous sword Thunderstorm from his waist, producing a clanging sound.

"Young man, I can already feel the thrill of thunder and rain!"

Shiryu of the Rain grinned, revealing his beast-like, menacing white teeth.

"Draw your sword, and I'll spare your life!"

Domino had been watching the footage transmitted by the Den Den Mushi, and the moment she saw Shiryu of the Rain appear, her pupils suddenly contracted, shrinking to the size of needles.

"Director, come out quickly! If you don't come out soon, Admiral Kuzan of Aokiji is going to demolish our Deep Sea Prison!"

The toilet door swung open with a bang, and Director Magellan, pulling up his trousers with one hand, staggered out of the toilet.

At first, Chief Magellan thought Domino was making things up, but after hearing Domino's rapid-fire explanation of what had happened, he quickly tightened his belt and, babbling incoherently, headed towards the stairs leading to the third basement level, saying:

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and stop that madman, Shiryu of the Rain!"

"If he really kills that boy, not only will Admiral Kuzan of Aokiji come after me, but even Garp will tear me apart!"

Chapter 39 As long as they're alive, even if they're gods, I'll kill them for you.

The deep-sea prison has three underground levels, a hell of hunger.

A tall, imposing man drew his sword, and a terrifying aura, like that of a demon, spread out.

The moment any prisoner in the cell sensed this terrifying aura, no matter how tired or hungry they were, they would scramble and curl up in a corner, not daring to look out of the cell, as if this man were a ferocious beast in human skin!

Even the prison guards, these Zoan-type Devil Fruit users who patrolled the prison, felt their animalistic instincts suppressed as they gazed at the man from afar. Their strong survival instincts and humanity gradually surfaced, and they all hid far away, not daring to approach the man.

Aloof, cold, and menacing.

This is the first impression that Nozomi Ame leaves on people.

Yang Ming stared intently, his dark pupils turning crimson, and two tomoe slowly emerged.

Although the man before us is not well-known now, ten years later, when Shiryu of the Rain defected from Impel Down and joined the Blackbeard Pirates, he was appointed as the captain of the second ship, which shows that his strength is unfathomable and can be regarded as the strength of a quasi-admiral.

While taking the early graduation exam for the naval academy, Yang Ming was mentally prepared to encounter Shiryu of the Rain, but he never expected to meet him so early.

Moreover, judging from the fact that the other party came prepared, it seems that they came specifically for him.

"Are you treating me like a prey?"

Yang Ming's eyes turned cold, and his hand on the hilt of the knife suddenly clenched.

With a clang, the Zanpakuto was drawn from its sheath, its blade trembling slightly, as if eager to challenge a powerful foe.

"This is right!"

With a cigar dangling from his lips, Shiryu of the Rain took a few quick steps, leaving a fleeting afterimage in his wake. His sharp teeth gleamed with a chilling white light.

shave!

Shiryu of the Rain has been immersed in the Six Styles of the Navy for many years. Ordinary naval officers and soldiers can only achieve a 100-meter time of four seconds when using Shave, but Shiryu of the Rain can achieve a 100-meter time of three seconds!

Don't underestimate the difference of just one second; the boost it brings in battle is far more than just a tiny bit.

Yang Ming's pupils contracted sharply. Although his Sharingan with two tomoe could clearly see the other person's movements, his body couldn't react in time.

Yang Ming only had time to hold his burning Zanpakuto horizontally in front of him when a burly figure approached him, the cold blade carrying a menacing sword aura aimed directly at him, bringing a sharp edge that seemed to tear through the air.

The famous sword, Thunderstorm, is entirely crimson gold in color, with a crimson hilt, a golden blade tip, and a square golden guard. The blade gleams with crimson blood light, as if it were soaked in the blood of thousands of prisoners, and a pungent smell of blood fills the air.

In a daze, one gets the illusion that Shiryu of the Rain is coming through mountains of knives and seas of fire!

On the Grand Line, every swordsman begins to build their unique aura at the very beginning of their career.

A swordsman who has been immersed in the way of Yin swordsmanship for many years can sense the character and temperament of his opponent simply by observing their aura during a single duel.

Yang Ming sensed only a chilling and insane aura emanating from the famous sword, Lei Yu!

Shiryu of the Rain doesn't care what kind of background Yang Ming has. As long as he has identified prey, he will go all out to hunt it!

The famous sword Thunderstorm was wrapped in Armament Haki that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and a terrifying power emanated from the blade, overwhelming Yang Ming from afar.

Yang Ming felt a numbness in his hand, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and his vision rapidly receded.

The small figure was sent flying backward, crashing into a granite wall and sending dust flying.

Even on this hard granite wall, there is a knife mark as deep as a ravine.

Amidst billowing smoke and dust, Yang Ming's figure appeared and disappeared intermittently.