Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Nock's palm was completely pierced, and blood mist exploded in the moonlight, splattering everywhere.

But the smiles of Fu Lu Shou froze in the next instant.

Because Nock's left hand suddenly clenched its five fingers.

The mangled, bloody metacarpal bones were firmly wedged into his earlobe.

Armament Haki applied!

In that instant, a black, domineering aura surged from the depths of Nok's palm, locking the earlobe piercing through him like an iron clamp.

Fu Lu Shou stared wide-eyed.

"you--!"

He tried to pull back, but couldn't.

Those five finger bones, like iron clamps, bit down hard on his earlobe.

Nock looked up.

The moonlight shone on his face, and on that blood-stained face, the corners of his mouth slowly parted into a grin.

A chilling smile.

"Got you?"

The fortune, prosperity, and longevity stars sent chills down my spine.

The other earlobe instinctively moved, striking Nock from the side—

But it was too late.

Nock exerted force with his left palm. The excruciating pain of being pierced only fueled the fighting spirit within him. With a burst of immense strength, Fu Lu Shou's body was forcibly pulled towards him, staggering forward.

His right hand was already raised.

The splattered blood did not drip.

They hung in mid-air, flowing, converging, and entwining around Nok's right fist like living things.

Blood-filled envelope.

Armament Haki applied.

Double blessing.

Nock's eyes were as cold as the deep sea.

Fishman Karate -

He threw a punch.

Whale's angry blood kill·Same Wa's fist!

The fist rubbed against the air, producing a deep roar. In that instant, the surrounding air was compressed, forming a shock wave that was visible to the naked eye.

Fu Lu Shou stared wide-eyed as the punch drew ever closer.

He wanted to hide.

There's no escaping it.

He tried to block it.

Unstoppable.

The punch landed squarely on his chest!

boom--!

Armament Haki exploded, blood splattered, and the sound of bones shattering was as dense as popping beans.

Fu Lu Shou's body flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through a wall behind him, then through a second and a third wall, finally embedding itself in the ruins of a fourth wall, his whole body in a strange, concave shape.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Moonlight filtered through the smoke and dust, illuminating the figure that still stood there.

Nock stood still, his right hand still in a punching position.

Blood dripped down his left palm and pooled on the ground.

He didn't look down at his wound.

I just looked at those ruins.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Fu Lu Shou was embedded in the wall, with a noticeable indentation in his chest. Blood foam kept gushing from his mouth. His eyes were still open, but they were unfocused. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"You despicable... bastard, you're not... a pure swordsman at all..."

Nock withdrew his hand.

no respond.

He simply watched as Fu Lu Shou finished speaking his last words, and then died with a snap, unwilling to accept his fate.

Bending down, Nock picked up the broken half of the knife from the ground and weighed it in his hand.

Then he turned and disappeared into the shadows.

Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

Kyoshiro has arrived.

Footsteps echoed through the ruins.

The moment Kyoshiro led his men into the alley, everyone was stunned.

Moonlight shone on the devastated battlefield, where a dozen large and small holes were etched into the walls, rubble was scattered everywhere, deep furrows were dug into the ground, and bloodstains were everywhere.

Deep within the ruins, a person is embedded in the wall.

Kyoshiro's pupils suddenly contracted.

Fortune, prosperity, and longevity.

The leader of the Oniwabanshu, Orochi's most capable henchman, was now embedded in the wall like a flattened worm, his chest caved in and blood foam still gushing from his mouth.

"How could that be?"

The ninjas who followed behind him murmured as if in a dream.

Kyoshiro remained silent.

He walked quickly to the Fu Lu Shou Noodles shop, squatted down, and reached out to check its breath.

died.

He is completely dead.

He stood up and his gaze swept across the entire battlefield.

The holes in the walls were made by a "person" who punched through them. The two-meter-tall Fu Lu Shou was sent flying by a single punch, passing through four walls.

What kind of fist could have such power?

He looked down at the indentation on Fu Lu Shou's chest.

That shape... is a fist mark.

Kyoshiro paused for a moment.

He was a swordsman who had practiced swordsmanship for decades and had seen countless masters of swordsmanship. He had personally taught Nok his swordsmanship, and he knew Nok's talent and skill in swordsmanship better than anyone else.

But now, it is not the sword that kills Fu Lu Shou.

It's a fist.

Kyoshiro closed his eyes, conjuring up images of the battle in his mind.

Nock's knife broke.

Then, he won in his own way.

What method?

Kyoshiro was unaware that the intelligent young man he had personally trained possessed something he couldn't understand.

But isn't this a good thing?

"Lord Kyoshiro..." a subordinate cautiously approached, "Lord Fukurokuju, he..."

Kyoshiro snapped out of his daze and waved his hand.

"Take it back and report to Lord Orochi."

The men rushed over to lift the person up.

Kyoshiro stood there, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

...

When Nok returned to the safe house, his left hand was almost numb.

It was a hidden basement, tucked beneath an abandoned mansion on the edge of the Flower Capital. The entrance was disguised as a dry well, with a secret passage at the bottom just wide enough for one person to pass through. This was the hiding place Kyoshiro had prepared for Ushimitsu Kozo, and no one else knew about it except the three of them.

He lifted the well cover, slid down the rope, passed through the dark passage, and pushed open the wooden door at the end.

The candlelight flickered.

The basement wasn't big; it contained a bed, a table, a few chairs, spare swords and dry rations hanging on the wall, and a pile of clean clothes in the corner.

Nock sat down at the table and looked down at his left hand.

A bloody hole ran through the palm of his hand, front and back, with the muscles around the edge twitching slightly. The bleeding had stopped thanks to the Fishman Karate technique.

But it still hurts terribly.

He tore open his sleeve, pulled off a strip of cloth, and began to wrap it around his right hand with his teeth. His movements were very practiced. Nocs had suffered many injuries in their struggle for survival, and those simple healing techniques were already etched into his mind.

Just then, a low gasp came from behind.

"what!"

Nock frowned slightly and turned his head.

A young girl stood at the other end of the basement, holding a basin of water in her hands, her eyes wide open, staring at his bloodied and mangled left hand.

Hiyori.

Hiyori Kozuki, Oden's daughter and Momonosuke's younger sister.

She was dressed in simple coarse cloth clothes, her hair simply tied back, but that couldn't hide her stunning beauty.

Nine years ago, in order not to burden Kawamatsu, she left without saying goodbye and wandered to the Flower Capital. Nok rescued the girl who was alone and helpless at the time, and used her as a stepping stone to become Kyoshiro's apprentice.

Later, on Nok's advice, Hiyori did not choose to become the courtesan Komurasaki, as that would only affect Nok and his group's plans. Instead, she was hidden in this safe house.

at this time.

"Lord Nok!" Hiyori put down the basin of water and rushed over, her face full of anxiety. "You...how did you get hurt like this?!"

Nock didn't speak, he just continued wrapping the cloth strips.