Bang—
A violent sandstorm tornado blew directly at Rob.
Crocodile's face was twisted with rage:
"Stepping stone... how dare you treat me as a stepping stone! How dare you call me a stepping stone! Damn you, I'll tear you to pieces! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
At this moment, Crocodile was filled with immense negative emotions:
Anger.
Killing intent.
Desperation.
And a slight trace of fear that even he himself couldn't identify!
The battle had been raging for more than ten minutes. Driven by furious emotions, Crocodile went all out right from the start, unleashing moves akin to natural disasters. For others, these would be devastating threats.
However—
His attacks had no effect at all!
Not only did they fail to harm Rob, but they also consumed a lot of his own physical strength. Rob's suppression in battle made Crocodile recall the absolute domination he felt when facing Whitebeard a few years ago, the despair of being utterly overpowered!
To Crocodile, the fighting power displayed by eleven-year-old Rob was like facing another Whitebeard!
So—
A trace of fear rose in Crocodile's heart!
Boom!
Bang bang bang!
BOOM!
The battle continued.
With time passing, Crocodile's attacks grew more and more disorganized, as if he had gradually lost his sense of proportion. He used the abilities of the Sand-Sand Fruit to bombard indiscriminately!
"Has his mentality gradually collapsed? Then this battle is not very interesting!"
Feeling Crocodile's disordered attacks, Rob held the Shinto in his hand, commenting without changing his expression.
Zheng—
While speaking, Rob casually waved the sharp Shinto, slicing through a sand blade aimed at him. He then glanced at the block he had specially chosen as the battlefield.
As a stepping stone, Crocodile and the destructive power of Logia ability users were worthy of recognition. There were no intact buildings in the entire block, all reduced to ruins.
"Okay."
Rob nodded in satisfaction and then turned to look at Crocodile:
"My compliments—as a stepping stone, you've done a great job! The destructive power of the Sand-Sand Fruit is indeed quite good!"
Hum—
Raising the Shinto in his hand, with Armament Haki flowing around it, the dark red Conqueror's Haki activated on the blade, bursting out.
Snap—
He assumed a magnificent fighting posture.
The corner of Rob's mouth rose:
"Next, let me add a few more strokes to this battlefield, and then it will be over!"
Hearing Rob's words, Crocodile, after the rage, became unnaturally calm. He flickered but had no other reaction, just staring at all of Rob's movements intently.
Sa—
At a speed Crocodile could barely perceive, Rob's figure appeared in the sky above his head as if teleported, swirling and slashing down with his sword!
Zheng—
Rumble!
In an instant, a huge gully was split open on the battlefield.
The ravine directly traversed the entire battlefield, as if the ground had been torn apart. Crocodile dodged the slash in an instant, and cold sweat broke out on his face involuntarily!
Sa—
Just before Crocodile had time to rejoice that he dodged, Rob's figure had already slashed in front of him. For the first time, he took the initiative to attack with a sword. In the cold light of the blade, Rob slashed and slashed out.
Bang—
Bass—
Zheng—
The saber energy flew out, directly splitting the ground and the ruined buildings into ravines, leaving behind a trace of slashing marks that showed the person wielding the saber was very powerful!
After a while.
After leaving enough traces of his own battle on the entire battlefield, Rob showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Noticing the smile on Rob's face, Crocodile felt absurd. This thought flashed through his mind:
"This guy... all the attacks just now were aimed at a meaningless battlefield?"
Swish—
Rob's sharp eyes fixed on Crocodile, a red light flashed in his eyes, and Rob heard what Crocodile was thinking clearly. He smiled and answered him:
"You guessed it! I will take your arm in exchange for a chance for you to survive!"
Hearing Rob's words, Crocodile instantly felt a deadly threat and instinctively raised his left hand, which was still intact and hadn't been replaced by the golden hook—the scorpion stinger!
And the moment he raised his left hand—
Zheng—
The Shinto in Rob's hand, wrapped in Armament Haki, slashed at Crocodile head-on.
Puff—
While blood spattered, Crocodile's left hand was cut off directly from the wrist.
Then a close-range sword slash by Rob, entangled with Armament Haki's huge sword energy, also fell directly on Crocodile's body, sending him flying backwards!
Bang—
Amidst the dust and the huge roar, a slashing gully appeared again on the ground in front of Rob, and Crocodile's figure was no longer visible, buried under a piece of ruins at the end of the slashing ravine.
"Did you survive? As expected!"
Rob, who was holding Shinto, had an unsurprised expression on his face.
Although Crocodile's aura had become very weak, he was still tenacious and strong. If Rob didn't follow up with another attack, Crocodile could still survive. The masters in this world have strong vitality.
Rob had said that Crocodile would lose his arm in exchange for a chance to live. He naturally wouldn't break his promise. He didn't want to kill Crocodile now, so it didn't matter if he lived.
"It's a little too much!"
Glancing at the entire ruined battlefield, Rob put his sword back into its sheath, his face pondering for a moment, then turned and left.
Although he had provoked this battle for fame, causing the residents of this block of Rainbase to suffer a lot of losses, Rob did not intend to make any compensation for this! There was nothing to feel guilty about.
After all, Rob was not a good person, and his moral bottom line had always been very flexible, occasionally above average, occasionally below average, or even negative infinity!
And at this time Rob—
His moral standards were below average.
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