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**Chapter 1374: The Importance of Armament Haki!**
When Gaz, who was both the host and referee, announced the start of the combat.
Rory Mercury instantly turned into an afterimage and flashed away from her original spot.
Because she knew how terrifying Foxy's Slow-Slow Fruit ability was.
Fortunately, according to the known intelligence, the Slow-Slow Beam he released didn't fly too fast, and she could completely dodge it in time.
The only question was how to approach the opponent and cause substantial damage.
For this, Rory Mercury had a simple plan.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
As she moved at high speed, she pulled out a completely black Glock 17 pistol from her waist and fired three shots at Foxy, who was still standing in place.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
As expected.
Foxy immediately raised his hand and released three rings of pinkish-white light, just as Rory Mercury had anticipated.
When the three hot bullets came into contact with these rings of light.
They immediately stopped in mid-air, becoming almost invisible to the naked eye, and began moving forward at an extremely slow pace.
*Whoosh—*
The audience who hadn't paid much attention to Foxy before let out exclamations one after another.
The audience from the Demon Slayer World and the Nuclear World were the most shocked, as they were most familiar with firearms and bullets.
"Fufufufufu~"
"The pistols from the otherworld are indeed a bit stronger, but they're still useless against this Silver Fox!"
Foxy laughed arrogantly, full of smugness.
But Rory Mercury had no interest in joking with him. She immediately fired three more shots from another direction.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy used his ability again to 'stop' the bullets, then casually took two steps to the side.
Rory Mercury didn't give up, still running wildly around Foxy across the entire arena, firing three shots at a time.
For a time, the clear gunshots and Foxy's shouting when using his ability continuously echoed inside the Multiverse Duel Arena.
Soon, in just over twenty seconds, Rory Mercury had fired fifteen bullets.
At this moment, they were floating in mid-air under the slowing effect.
"It's starting now."
Rory Mercury suddenly stopped, her enchanting red eyes looked at Foxy.
The next second, the first three bullets that were 'slowed' instantly recovered their original speed.
*Bang!*
Rory Mercury fired another shot with her left hand.
Then, tightly gripping her massive purple gun-axe, she rapidly charged towards Foxy from the other side.
"Useless! Look at my Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy fired pinkish-white rings of light with both hands simultaneously, but unfortunately, he only 'controlled' this one bullet.
The other wave of light was dodged by Rory Mercury in time, and she took advantage of this opening to successfully close the distance by over ten meters.
Seeing this, Foxy quickly retreated, but unexpectedly, the 'second round of three bullets' he had controlled just recovered their original rate of fire.
This caused him to halt. He quickly turned around and simultaneously released Slow-Slow Beam towards the attacking Rory Mercury.
Unexpectedly, the latter dodged again like a dancing black and red butterfly, then continued to force Foxy into a passive retreat.
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh!*
The next second, the third round of three bullets recovered their speed, also flying towards him at a precise angle.
*Bang!*
At this moment, the gunshot rang out again. It was Rory Mercury firing the seventeenth bullet.
This was also the last one in the magazine, but Foxy was now facing a three-pronged attack.
Three bullets from one side, one bullet from another side, and Rory Mercury's charge.
But he only had two hands, and could only fire Slow-Slow Beam in a maximum of two directions at once!
This process happened too quickly, leaving many spectators wide-eyed.
Some who reacted immediately thought of the optimal solution.
That was to control Rory Mercury and the three bullets, then endure the damage from the single bullet.
But Foxy in the arena, facing such a predicament...
His originally panicked expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a look full of playful mockery.
But there was no time for him to speak.
Suddenly, Rory Mercury heard the sound of flowing water.
Under everyone's gaze, Foxy left behind streaks of illusory afterimages.
He miraculously dodged all the attacks within the winding path of the Flowing Dance.
Finally, he stopped behind her.
"Fufufufufu~ Fufufufufu~"
Only then did Foxy speak, with an arrogant smile.
"This technique is Water Breathing Third Form: Flowing Dance. Don't think you're the only one with flexible footwork."
"Slow Light Sword!"
As soon as his voice fell, a short wooden stick appeared in Foxy's hand at some point.
And when the wooden stick was swung forcefully by him, a pinkish-white beam immediately appeared at the tip, sweeping out like a nimble whip.
"Not good!"
Rory Mercury's face turned pale with fright. She immediately flashed away, attempting to dodge.
However, this light whip flew longer and longer, sweeping across more than half of the arena in the blink of an eye.
It finally touched her left ankle!
This caused Rory Mercury's left leg to be forcefully held in mid-air.
Her upper body was also pulled back as a result, leaving her hanging upside down in the air.
No matter how much force she exerted, she couldn't pull her left ankle back.
"It's over!"
Despair flowed in Rory Mercury's eyes.
The Slow-Slow Fruit ability would last for thirty seconds. Unless she swung her gun-axe and cut off her left foot, there was no chance of turning the tables.
But Foxy's next move directly stripped her of even the chance to cut off her own ankle.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy's thumb, middle finger, and ring finger on his right hand pinched together, firing three rings of pinkish-white light.
This time, Rory Mercury was a fixed target, with nowhere to hide.
Her entire body fell into a terrifying slow state.
"I don't want to anger Whitebeard, so I won't torment you. Surrender, little girl~"
Foxy grinned as he took out his flintlock pistol from his waist and aimed the muzzle at Rory Mercury's forehead.
Although there were many channels on the Sea Star Mainland now to buy firearms from the Demon Slayer World or the Nuclear World.
He still had the habit of carrying this seemingly outdated flintlock pistol.
Anyway, anyone controlled by the Slow-Slow Beam could be easily shot dead with any gun.
Rory Mercury was both shocked and filled with rage, her heart full of unwillingness and defiance.
If she were in her Demigod period, she could completely use divine power to dispel this damned slowing effect.
Foxy wouldn't be her opponent at all!
Unfortunately, the past is the past, and the present is the present.
This Death God Loli, no matter how wronged she felt, had to accept reality.
"Oh right, you seem unable to speak now. What should we do about that?"
Foxy reluctantly put away his pistol, looked up, and shouted to Gaz, who was riding a Rathalos:
"Referee, give us a ruling! Didn't you say killing people wasn't allowed?"
He could actually take this opportunity to break Rory's limbs with bullets or his fist.
That way, even if the slowing effect wore off, she wouldn't be able to continue the combat.
But the problem was that this otherworld girl was the daughter of that Whitebeard.
If he really dared to abuse her like that, even if he could enter the Top 10, he would probably be sought out by the 'former Whitebeard Pirates crewmates' within a few days.
He might even have to face Whitebeard's own rage.
"Ten seconds!"
Gaz on the back of the Rathalos gave the answer according to the prompt from the Competition Organizing Department in his earphone.
"If Contestant Rory Mercury cannot break free from the control of the Slow-Slow Fruit ability within ten seconds, she will be considered defeated!"
Hearing this, Rory herself felt helpless in her heart.
She lost. She must quickly master Armament Haki.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to get by on this Sea Star Mainland.
(Readers who ordered Chapter 1373 should preferably go back and read it again, otherwise, you won't understand the content related to the various levels of the Magic Association that appear later.)
(End of this chapter)
When Gaz, who was both the host and referee, announced the start of the combat.
Rory Mercury instantly turned into an afterimage and flashed away from her original spot.
Because she knew how terrifying Foxy's Slow-Slow Fruit ability was.
Fortunately, according to the known intelligence, the Slow-Slow Beam he released didn't fly too fast, and she could completely dodge it in time.
The only question was how to approach the opponent and cause substantial damage.
For this, Rory Mercury had a simple plan.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
As she moved at high speed, she pulled out a completely black Glock 17 pistol from her waist and fired three shots at Foxy, who was still standing in place.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
As expected.
Foxy immediately raised his hand and released three rings of pinkish-white light, just as Rory Mercury had anticipated.
When the three hot bullets came into contact with these rings of light.
They immediately stopped in mid-air, becoming almost invisible to the naked eye, and began moving forward at an extremely slow pace.
*Whoosh—*
The audience who hadn't paid much attention to Foxy before let out exclamations one after another.
The audience from the Demon Slayer World and the Nuclear World were the most shocked, as they were most familiar with firearms and bullets.
"Fufufufufu~"
"The pistols from the otherworld are indeed a bit stronger, but they're still useless against this Silver Fox!"
Foxy laughed arrogantly, full of smugness.
But Rory Mercury had no interest in joking with him. She immediately fired three more shots from another direction.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy used his ability again to 'stop' the bullets, then casually took two steps to the side.
Rory Mercury didn't give up, still running wildly around Foxy across the entire arena, firing three shots at a time.
For a time, the clear gunshots and Foxy's shouting when using his ability continuously echoed inside the Multiverse Duel Arena.
Soon, in just over twenty seconds, Rory Mercury had fired fifteen bullets.
At this moment, they were floating in mid-air under the slowing effect.
"It's starting now."
Rory Mercury suddenly stopped, her enchanting red eyes looked at Foxy.
The next second, the first three bullets that were 'slowed' instantly recovered their original speed.
*Bang!*
Rory Mercury fired another shot with her left hand.
Then, tightly gripping her massive purple gun-axe, she rapidly charged towards Foxy from the other side.
"Useless! Look at my Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy fired pinkish-white rings of light with both hands simultaneously, but unfortunately, he only 'controlled' this one bullet.
The other wave of light was dodged by Rory Mercury in time, and she took advantage of this opening to successfully close the distance by over ten meters.
Seeing this, Foxy quickly retreated, but unexpectedly, the 'second round of three bullets' he had controlled just recovered their original rate of fire.
This caused him to halt. He quickly turned around and simultaneously released Slow-Slow Beam towards the attacking Rory Mercury.
Unexpectedly, the latter dodged again like a dancing black and red butterfly, then continued to force Foxy into a passive retreat.
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh!*
The next second, the third round of three bullets recovered their speed, also flying towards him at a precise angle.
*Bang!*
At this moment, the gunshot rang out again. It was Rory Mercury firing the seventeenth bullet.
This was also the last one in the magazine, but Foxy was now facing a three-pronged attack.
Three bullets from one side, one bullet from another side, and Rory Mercury's charge.
But he only had two hands, and could only fire Slow-Slow Beam in a maximum of two directions at once!
This process happened too quickly, leaving many spectators wide-eyed.
Some who reacted immediately thought of the optimal solution.
That was to control Rory Mercury and the three bullets, then endure the damage from the single bullet.
But Foxy in the arena, facing such a predicament...
His originally panicked expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a look full of playful mockery.
But there was no time for him to speak.
Suddenly, Rory Mercury heard the sound of flowing water.
Under everyone's gaze, Foxy left behind streaks of illusory afterimages.
He miraculously dodged all the attacks within the winding path of the Flowing Dance.
Finally, he stopped behind her.
"Fufufufufu~ Fufufufufu~"
Only then did Foxy speak, with an arrogant smile.
"This technique is Water Breathing Third Form: Flowing Dance. Don't think you're the only one with flexible footwork."
"Slow Light Sword!"
As soon as his voice fell, a short wooden stick appeared in Foxy's hand at some point.
And when the wooden stick was swung forcefully by him, a pinkish-white beam immediately appeared at the tip, sweeping out like a nimble whip.
"Not good!"
Rory Mercury's face turned pale with fright. She immediately flashed away, attempting to dodge.
However, this light whip flew longer and longer, sweeping across more than half of the arena in the blink of an eye.
It finally touched her left ankle!
This caused Rory Mercury's left leg to be forcefully held in mid-air.
Her upper body was also pulled back as a result, leaving her hanging upside down in the air.
No matter how much force she exerted, she couldn't pull her left ankle back.
"It's over!"
Despair flowed in Rory Mercury's eyes.
The Slow-Slow Fruit ability would last for thirty seconds. Unless she swung her gun-axe and cut off her left foot, there was no chance of turning the tables.
But Foxy's next move directly stripped her of even the chance to cut off her own ankle.
"Slow-Slow Beam!"
Foxy's thumb, middle finger, and ring finger on his right hand pinched together, firing three rings of pinkish-white light.
This time, Rory Mercury was a fixed target, with nowhere to hide.
Her entire body fell into a terrifying slow state.
"I don't want to anger Whitebeard, so I won't torment you. Surrender, little girl~"
Foxy grinned as he took out his flintlock pistol from his waist and aimed the muzzle at Rory Mercury's forehead.
Although there were many channels on the Sea Star Mainland now to buy firearms from the Demon Slayer World or the Nuclear World.
He still had the habit of carrying this seemingly outdated flintlock pistol.
Anyway, anyone controlled by the Slow-Slow Beam could be easily shot dead with any gun.
Rory Mercury was both shocked and filled with rage, her heart full of unwillingness and defiance.
If she were in her Demigod period, she could completely use divine power to dispel this damned slowing effect.
Foxy wouldn't be her opponent at all!
Unfortunately, the past is the past, and the present is the present.
This Death God Loli, no matter how wronged she felt, had to accept reality.
"Oh right, you seem unable to speak now. What should we do about that?"
Foxy reluctantly put away his pistol, looked up, and shouted to Gaz, who was riding a Rathalos:
"Referee, give us a ruling! Didn't you say killing people wasn't allowed?"
He could actually take this opportunity to break Rory's limbs with bullets or his fist.
That way, even if the slowing effect wore off, she wouldn't be able to continue the combat.
But the problem was that this otherworld girl was the daughter of that Whitebeard.
If he really dared to abuse her like that, even if he could enter the Top 10, he would probably be sought out by the 'former Whitebeard Pirates crewmates' within a few days.
He might even have to face Whitebeard's own rage.
"Ten seconds!"
Gaz on the back of the Rathalos gave the answer according to the prompt from the Competition Organizing Department in his earphone.
"If Contestant Rory Mercury cannot break free from the control of the Slow-Slow Fruit ability within ten seconds, she will be considered defeated!"
Hearing this, Rory herself felt helpless in her heart.
She lost. She must quickly master Armament Haki.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to get by on this Sea Star Mainland.
(Readers who ordered Chapter 1373 should preferably go back and read it again, otherwise, you won't understand the content related to the various levels of the Magic Association that appear later.)
(End of this chapter)
