One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

Before the disbelief on Lockes' face could completely fade, it was replaced by a deep layer of suspicion.

His gaze was fixed on Ron, as if he were trying to unravel an unfathomable mystery.

"It's not the power of Haki... nor the power of a Devil Fruit. The source of this power is 'oneself'? Is it some kind of physical technique that can enhance one's own strength?"

The suspicion on Lockes' face turned into shock again. He had been sailing the seas for so many years and had seen countless strange abilities, but this was the first time he had witnessed such terrifying physical skills. The explosive power, the speed, and the pure violence of turning the body itself into a weapon completely exceeded his understanding of "physical skills".

More importantly, this physical technique was very likely something Ron figured out on his own.

If used in conjunction with top-tier domineering power, the effect will be amplified to a terrifying degree.

Suddenly, Locke realized that the "cheap crew member" he had picked up on the road might not have a simple background.

"Hahahaha." Lockes suddenly chuckled softly, "Interesting... very interesting. Then let me see just how strong this terrifying 'physical technique' really is."

"Knock knock knock!"

Just then, Roger, who had been knocked away earlier, regained his footing, his long sword flashing with a blinding light as he charged toward Ron.

A domineering aura surged like a black tide into the longsword in his hand, and a layer of dark red electric arcs appeared on the surface of the blade.

As they drew nearer, Roger shouted, "Gods, dodge!"

"Buzz!"

A piercing sword cry tore through the air, and dark red arcs of electricity suddenly erupted from the blade, leaping and crawling across the ground like venomous snakes.

Faced with Roger's divine evasion, Ron did not dodge. He slightly separated his legs, lowered his center of gravity, placed his hands in front of him, and combined his domineering aura with the compression of air to its limit, then released it forward in one breath.

"Daytime Tiger!"

"boom,!!"

A grayish-white tiger's mouth suddenly took shape in mid-air, its open maw carrying a violent airflow and emitting a deafening roar as it crashed head-on into Roger's "Divine Evasion".

When two completely different forces collide, they first entangle, tear, and devour each other. The dark red arc of electricity and the grayish-white airflow bite each other's throats like two wild beasts, neither willing to let go.

The space groaned under the strain of the two forces, the air compressed to its limit, and then it exploded with a deafening roar.

"Boom!!"

A deafening roar echoed all around.

The aftershocks, carrying a devastating force, swept outwards at incredible speed, tearing the ground apart layer by layer. Debris flew everywhere like bullets, and the surrounding trees were uprooted, swept into the air, and torn to pieces.

Even Roger himself was not spared. When faced with the aftershocks that were like a flood, his body was directly swallowed up, and he was thrown backward uncontrollably.

In mid-air, Roger quickly adjusted his center of gravity, forcibly stabilizing his body. The moment he landed on the ground, his long sword clashed into the ground to absorb the impact.

His feet slid for dozens of meters on the gravel and mud before finally coming to a stop.

"This guy..." Roger looked up, his face grave, at the figure still shrouded in blue steam in the distance. "What's going on?"

Not long ago, during the battle, Ron's main fighting style was a relatively simple one: transforming into a nine-tailed fox demon and launching tailed beast balls.

But it's only been a short time since we last met? His style has completely changed; he's gone from a long-range turret to a melee beast, as if he's a completely different person.

"Could it be... that he's been hiding something all along?" Roger wondered, but quickly dismissed the idea. During their first encounter, he could clearly sense that Ron was serious; his desperate stance didn't seem like an act, nor did it seem like he was holding back.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Roger's thoughts were churning, a path leading to him suddenly stirred up a huge wave of dust.

In the blink of an eye, Ron was already in front of him, fist in hand.

Roger's pupils contracted sharply. He had no time to think and instinctively held his long sword horizontally in front of him, channeling his domineering aura into his arms and gritting his teeth to withstand the impending impact.

"Thump!"

After a muffled bang, Roger's figure was launched out like a cannonball once again.

This time, however, Ron did not pursue. He stood still, the blue steam around him slowly dissipating.

He already had an answer in his heart regarding the power of the seventh gate of the Eight Gates Formation.

At the same time, Rayleigh leaped high into the air, seizing the opportunity when Ron was chasing Roger, quickly gathering power in his longsword, and then swung it out fiercely.

A crescent-shaped sword aura tore through the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and slashed towards Ron's side.

"Is it your turn?" Ron turned his head, his gaze falling on the rapidly approaching sword energy, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Then, next up is the second step."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chill suddenly emanated from his body.

A chilling aura spread from beneath his feet, and a layer of white frost was visibly forming on the ground, rapidly expanding in all directions.

Ron clapped his hands lightly in front of him, then swung his right hand out with his fingers spread and his palm facing Rayleigh.

"Ice Release: Ice Dragon,"

"call!!"

An enormous mass of icy air erupted from Ron's arm, then rapidly condensed in the air, transforming into an extremely imposing ice dragon that soared into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Rayleigh's eyes narrowed slightly. He wasn't frightened by the ice dragon; what truly alarmed him was Ron himself.

"An ice-attribute ability?" Rayleigh frowned, his gaze fixed on the ice dragon. "This guy... could it be that he awakened a Devil Fruit, giving rise to a new ability?"

"Boom~~".

The ice dragon and the sword energy collided violently in mid-air. The sword energy dissipated instantly, while the ice dragon continued to fly towards Rayleigh.

Rayleigh's movements didn't falter at all; he immediately swung his knife again.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!"

Streaks of sword energy transformed into a vast, inescapable net.

The ice dragon shattered completely under the dense sword energy, and the crystalline ice crystals cascaded down like a waterfall, crashing onto the ground with a series of rapid sounds.

And this moment.

Rocks, who was watching the show, was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of monster is this kid?

You said you ate a very powerful Devil Fruit, which is indeed something to be envied. Okay, fine.

What? You also say you've mastered an "ultimate physical technique" that can unleash terrifying close-combat power? Fine, whatever.

Now you're telling me that you seem to have awakened a Devil Fruit, giving rise to new ice-attribute abilities?

Such an overpowered buff, all stacked on you alone? Are you trying to kill everyone else?!

................

I'd be very grateful for the free little gift and the added bookshelf.