Zongman: Starting from the Chaos Orb

In the eyes of the old sailor, he just raised his hand slightly and faced his fist in such an ordinary way. There was no trace of training on his white and slender hand, not even a millimeter of callus.

But it was this hand that caught his fist so easily!

The terrifying fist wind disappeared the moment it touched the small palm. However, in just a few seconds, the high temperature on Garp's iron fist gradually faded away.

This extremely strange scene made Karp stand there in a daze. He never thought that one day his fist attack would be taken by someone so casually, and even the impact he caused did not shake the other party even a little bit.

This scene left the sailors below stunned. At this moment, they were holding Den Den Mushi in their hands and reporting to the headquarters, and even the images were being broadcast live at the same time.

Far away in the Grand Line at the Maryford Naval Headquarters, Sengoku, who was watching the battle through Den Den Mushi, suddenly stood up from his seat, his face full of disbelief.

[Chi no Yin: There are several types of Den Den Mushi, including black, white, gold, and even projection types. The author said he was too lazy to elaborate, so we won't go into detail here, so we'll just call them Den Den Mushi.]

At this time, Dongfang Zang didn't even look at Karp's shocked face. His eyelids drooped slightly, and he was obviously in a state of thinking, but his hands did not stop moving.

With a slight turn of his palm, a slow pull and a push, he directly moved Garp's little giant body, which made him instinctively start to resist, but at this time, the harder he tried, the more he couldn't get back control of his body.

At this moment, he was like a puppet in Dongfang Zang's hands, being manipulated at will. The gentle force from Dongfang Zang's palm made it impossible for him to exert his strength. This feeling made Karp extremely uncomfortable and brought him an extremely strong sense of shame.

This made old Karp crazy. His body, which was thrown away, quickly stopped in the air. He turned around and rushed towards Dongfang Zang again with the Moon Step. The huge fist smashed down on Dongfang Zang's head again.

The result was the same, and it was easily resolved by Dongfang Zang. Although Garp was extremely angry, as a veteran strong man, he naturally had extremely rich combat experience. Facing the hand reaching out to him again, his body quickly softened and he tried to avoid Dongfang Zang's grappling technique.

Yes, in Karp's eyes, Dongfang Zang's soft and slow movements were a kind of grappling technique, and he began to use paper painting to dodge.

But the result was the same. The seemingly slow movement seemed to contain some strange magic, and he could not avoid it at all.

At this moment, Dongfang Zang still didn't look at Garp. He was still thinking, carefully feeling the armament domineering and domineering domineering on Garp.

All of the opponent's actions naturally fell into Garp's eyes, which made him feel even more humiliated. The strong emotion finally turned into murderous intent and anger, making his fist blows more sharp and fierce.

And Dongfang Zang also felt Garp's emotions and strength under his repeated attacks.

In his eyes, the so-called domineering is a kind of idealistic power, the indestructible armed color, the observation color that cannot be ignored, and the domineering color that symbolizes self-will.

This kind of power is "based on emotions, transformed into usable power, momentum, murderous intent, and fighting spirit. With these invisible 'feelings', willpower can be transformed into weapons. This powerful force is what is called domineering.

An armament Haki based on a strong physique.

There is also the observation Haki that can only be honed through countless brushes with death.

And the domineering color that represents self-will above all else.

Dongfang Zang couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. Perhaps, this is the reason why these people in the One Piece world are so crazy.

This is a very strange spiritual power. As a martial arts state of mind, it is really too incomplete.

These people take self-will as the premise above all else, practice martial arts but not mind cultivation, have absolute faith in themselves, and are determined to shake the world as long as they reach a certain level of strength.

Turn your own wishes, aspirations, and goals into an obsession to motivate yourself to grow and become stronger.

Rather than saying that this is a martial arts state of mind, Dongfang Zang believes that it is a form of demonic possession.

Weird way of cultivation...

Dongfang Zang once again threw Karp away and couldn't help laughing. To be honest, he felt a little speechless at the moment, and people would indeed laugh when they were speechless.

Indeed, as one of the three major comics in the original Hongmeng world, the characters in One Piece are the craziest, and the representative character is Luffy.

To put it nicely, he has a pure heart, but in reality, isn't he just a tough guy?

Once this group of people involves something they care about, they will do it regardless of the consequences, whether good or bad, and no one can stop them.

The so-called domineering power, Dongfang Zang finally summed it up as a kind of power of doing whatever you want.

Well, you can also call it the power of the iron-headed boy.

After understanding what the three-color domineering power was, Dongfang Zang couldn't help but feel that it was a waste of resources.

In this world, both natural energy and cultivation resources are extremely abundant, and the upper limit of the rules is also high. If the martial arts sects in the Corpse Brother World were thrown here, the super god-level would be everywhere. It is estimated that there would be many people like Wuyou who have reached the rudimentary level of seeing the gods and are indestructible.

Even body training has a way out. There are so many nutritious sea kings in the sea, so why not eat them to your heart's content?

These reckless guys in One Piece don't like to study. They are indeed quite good at the so-called Six Styles of the Navy, but in terms of martial arts skills, they are just so-so. These guys only train their muscles and not their brains, and their cultural level is only at the stage of recognizing words.

The same goes for those who play fruit games. The development process depends entirely on "my thinking".

After understanding the application of Haki, Dongfang Zang's eyes fell on Garp who was rushing towards him. This was the first time in the battle.

Just like Dongfang Zang's understanding of the so-called domineering, at this moment, Garp was like a stubborn bull, charging towards Dongfang Zang again and again.

There was a trace of extremely serious concentration on the slightly ferocious old face, which made Dongfang Zang feel even more strange.

Moreover, Garp's fighting style is that he attacks with all his strength every time, which means that his attack frequency must not be fast. If he is fighting against a strong opponent of the same level, such a fighting method can really give the opponent a headache, because he will definitely not be able to withstand a few hits.

When facing the weak, every punch of Garp represents a decisive blow.

But facing Dongfang Zang, an opponent stronger than him, there were flaws, all of them were flaws.

Thinking this in his mind, Dongfang Zang slowly raised his right hand.

"The secret of power, the killing power of the heavens, the divine air strike."

A cold voice was accompanied by a blood-red fist with a diameter of more than 20 meters, which hit Garp directly and dragged his body down to the island.

The space wherever it passed was torn into densely packed tiny cracks by this huge force.