Pirates: Martial Arts Masters on the Straw Hat Ship

"As long as your spirit reaches 30..."

A terrifying glint flashed in Ronan's eyes.

Mental attributes have always been the most difficult to improve, and there are no conventional training methods.

Unexpectedly, only through a long "death struggle," repeatedly teetering on the edge of life and death, could one shake the door to becoming a king!

"boom--!!"

With the 10x multiplier activated, Ronan felt as if a volcano had been ignited within him.

That was no longer a stream of heat, but scalding magma!

His blood became as heavy as lead and mercury, making a "whooshing" sound as it surged through his veins.

Each heartbeat is like the beating of a war drum, pumping endless power into every part of the body.

The eighteen-foot iron spear in his hand now felt as light as a feather to him.

"Since that's the case..."

Ronan took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and then let out a long roar, a roar like a dragon's cry and a tiger's howl, which actually drowned out the dragon's roar that filled the sky!

"Then I'll use you as a sacrifice!!"

The rocks beneath Ronan's feet shattered instantly, and he transformed into a black lightning bolt, ignoring all the attacks around him. With an indomitable and fierce momentum, he charged fiercely at the largest of the thousand-year-old dragon kings!

"Xingyi Spear - Turning Three Talents Stance!!"

Ronan rushed to the Dragon King's side, holding the spear tail in his right hand. His body suddenly sank, and the dragon's spine taut like a bowstring.

Immediately afterwards, he turned ninety degrees to the left, combining the strength of his waist, hips, and arms.

Using the centrifugal force of the rotation, he treated the hundred-pound iron spear as a primitive iron rod and swung it around fiercely, striking the Dragon King's abdomen!

This strike was devoid of any fancy moves; it was pure, extreme violence!

Compared to Ronan's current outburst, the enormous body of the Thousand-Year Dragon King seemed far too cumbersome.

"boom--!!!"

A sickeningly loud bang!

That was the sound of steel clashing against bone.

Ronan's strike landed squarely on the Dragon King's abdomen.

The scales there, which had already been attacked by Zoro and Ronan, could no longer withstand this terrifying force.

"Snap! Snap!"

The hard, iron-like blue scales shattered instantly, exploding into countless fragments.

The Dragon King let out a mournful cry, and his massive, mountain-like body was actually knocked back by Ronan's spear, almost falling over.

"Now!!"

"Breasts - Ejaculation!!"

Sanji seized the opportunity in that instant.

He appeared beside the Dragon King like a ghost, his right foot, heated by the high-speed friction, kicked the Dragon King hard in the abdomen, where the scales were broken and the flesh was mangled!

"Awooo—!!"

The excruciating pain drove the Thousand-Year Dragon King completely mad.

This is their sacred ground, their spawning ground! As the leader, it cannot retreat!

"roar!!"

The Dragon King's eyes turned bloodshot, and ignoring the wound in his abdomen, he flapped his enormous wings violently.

"Bang!"

Sanji, who had just kicked and was still in mid-air, was sent flying by this angry blow and crashed into the distant rock wall like a cannonball.

Immediately afterwards, the Dragon King's terrifying giant claws, capable of tearing apart the deck of a warship, came crashing down towards Ronan's head with a piercing shriek that seemed to tear the air apart!

Faced with a claw that could easily crush him into mincemeat, Ronan's eyes remained frighteningly calm.

With the help of Observation Haki, every movement of that giant claw and every muscle contraction was clearly visible.

"Too slow."

Ronan shifted his foot slightly, his body moving only half a foot to the right.

"call--!"

A strong gust of wind grazed his cheek, and a giant claw grazed the tip of his nose before crashing to the ground.

In that instant, Ronan moved.

He gripped the gun barrel tightly with both hands, gathered his strength from his diaphragm, and let out a low roar like thunder:

"snort!!!"

"Xingyi Great Spear - Thunder on Flat Ground!!"

Power surged through his right arm, and the spear shot forth like a dragon emerging from the sea!

This shot, imbued with Ronan's entire spirit and energy, precisely pierced the Dragon King's mangled, bloody abdominal wound, now stripped of its scales!

"Pfft—!!"

Without the obstruction of the scales, the eighteen-foot iron spear pierced into the Dragon King's body without any hindrance, until the hilt was completely gone!

"It's not over yet!!"

Ronan's arms were bulging with veins. At this distance, it was difficult to use a long spear, but he incorporated the essence of "short-range fighting" into his spear technique.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The cold light dappled like raindrops pattering on pear blossoms.

Ronan's spear transformed into countless afterimages, frantically thrusting dozens of times into the Dragon King's wound in a mere second!

Each shot drew out a spray of scalding dragon blood, and each shot deepened the horror of the wound.

The Dragon King's abdomen was instantly riddled with holes, and blood gushed out like a waterfall, staining Ronan's entire body red.

"hold head high--!!!"

The Dragon King let out a dying scream.

It struggled frantically, its other claw sweeping towards Ronan with terrifying power.

"Get out of here!"

Ronan tried to parry with his gun.

"collapse!"

He slammed his eighteen-foot iron spear hard against the dragon's claw.

However, at that very moment—

"Kara—"

A crisp snapping sound rang out.

This long spear, made of ordinary steel and which had accompanied Ronan through several battles, finally succumbed to the intense, continuous bursts of power and the terrifying recoil.

"Bang!"

The iron spear shattered in the middle, turning into several pieces of scrap metal that spun and flew into the air.

Ronan was left with only half a gun barrel.

Even without weapons, the dragon claws still struck with lingering power!

For an ordinary person, this would be a desperate situation.

But at this very moment, under the frenzied scouring of ten times the cultivation rate, at the critical point where the blood and qi within his body were about to erupt like a volcano—

[Ding! Host's physique has broken through 20 points!]

[The host's physical strength has reached a critical value, and willpower and vital energy are highly unified...]

[Congratulations, host: You have awakened "Armament Haki (Beginner)"!]

In that instant, time seemed to stand still.

Ronan was not alarmed by the broken weapon; on the contrary, an unprecedented feeling of control over every inch of his power welled up within him.

He threw away the broken gun in his hand.

Faced with the massive dragon claw sweeping towards him, Ronan did not back down, but slowly clenched his right fist.

A thought crossed my mind.

An invisible yet real force surged from his dantian and instantly covered his right fist.

That's... an armor of spirit!

Although he couldn't yet achieve the visible "hardening" and blackening, Ronan could clearly feel that his fist had become indestructible, like black iron!

"Xingyi·Bengquan!!!"

Ronan unleashed a punch!

A tiny fist clashed violently with a giant dragon claw in mid-air!

"boom--!!!"

A visible ripple spread through the air.

A shocking scene unfolded.

Ronan remained motionless, his feet firmly planted on the ground as if rooted to the spot.

But the enormous, thousand-year-old dragon king let out a mournful cry.

Its giant claws were actually blasted back by this punch, and several of its finger bones even twisted strangely!

The immense impact spread throughout the Dragon King's body. Combined with the severe injury to his abdomen, this aerial overlord finally succumbed to its weakness, collapsing with a crash and falling heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

The entire room fell silent.

Only Ronan stood there, covered in blood, yet he remained unyielding like a demon god.

He slowly withdrew his fist, looked at his unharmed hand, and a fanatical smile appeared on his lips.

"So this is... Armament Haki?"

Then, the familiar system panel appeared in his mind:

[Persistence System]

[The only rule: As long as you don't stop cultivating, your strength will grow indefinitely.]

[Host: Ronan]

【Strength: 18】

【Speed: 17】

Physical Strength: 20

【Spirit: 12】

【Skill:

Xingyi Thirteen Spears: Proficient.

Thirteen Bodyguards' Horizontal Training: Second Stage - Copper Skin and Iron Bones.

Observation Haki (Beginner 86/100): Keen senses.

Armament Haki (Beginner 1/100): Entanglement, Hardening (Rudimentary Form).

[Overall Combat Strength Assessment: Overlord of the East China Sea (You can now roam freely in this weakest sea)]