"What a powerful power of ice!"
The White Bird Holy Garment represented the power of extreme cold. At its peak, it could create a freezing air that was hundreds of times higher than absolute zero (-273.15).
It could cause all matter to lose its kinetic energy. Any energy would disappear, and all matter would stop.
Qing Zhi, one of the generals, used the Frozen Fruit, but unfortunately, she was defeated by the Red Hound in the end and even lost a leg.
Was the Lava Fruit a natural counter to the Frozen Fruit? Not necessarily. If the temperature of the frozen air is low enough, it can even freeze the sun. I don't believe that it can't compare to lava. The temperature of lava is in a constant range, at most 10,000 degrees.
"When the freezing air is developed to a hundred times absolute zero, I believe that I only need a trace of freezing air to freeze ten thousand miles. It won't be an illusion to freeze time and space.
Another year passed in a hurry. Ze Long had grown a lot taller. At the age of eight, his face looked a little more mature than his peers, and his figure was even stronger.
This year was the year 1495 of the Round Sea Calendar. Roger was in the New World and had a decisive battle with the Golden Lion Pirate.
The general who had retired from the second line this year, Blackwrist Zefa, looked at his three beloved disciples, Huang Yuan, Chi Quan, and Qing Zhi, with relief.
Under Zefa's special training, they had already become famous on the sea. The name of Chief Instructor Zefa had spread throughout the navy headquarters.
"That's about it. This island is no longer suitable for my cultivation. I have to find an island full of fierce beasts!”A young man was standing on a steep mountain peak, looking at the sea.
The young man jumped down from the peak of the mountain. He took a few light steps on the cliff and landed steadily on the ground.
The current Ze Long had already grasped the initial stage of the color of the weapon, and his punching speed had reached half the speed of sound. He had also grasped the initial stage of the White Bird Saint Garment's Ice River Power.
Over the past year, Ze Long had been training his body with all his might. Whenever he had time, he would follow the Diamond Star Fist moves in his mind. His proficiency in this move was also slowly increasing.
In order to practice his punching speed, he even pulled a lot of boulders at the door of his cabin. Every day, from morning to night, whenever he had time, he would desperately punch.
Finally, after practicing for nearly a year, his progress in the basic fist technique was pushed to level one. He could finally use the Diamond Star Fist.
Name: Ze Long
[Strength: 12]
[Agility: 12]
[Basic Fist Technique: Proficiency 100/100000 (Level 1)]
[Skill: Diamond Star Fist]
[Justice Points: 0]
[Prestige: Nameless]
[Evaluation: The current you is like a fish crossing the river, unknown to the world of pirates. No one cares about your life or death. You are as lowly as dust.]
A normal adult man in the world of pirates should have the number 1. After two to three years of hard work, Ze Long could easily defeat more than ten adult pirates.
However, it was far from enough. If he didn't count the armed color and Ice Power, his strength and agility were only around the strength of a navy third-class soldier.
However, he was only eight years old. The training he had done in the past few years could be considered as laying a solid foundation for the future. Moreover, he did not have a teacher and had to rely on himself to explore and cultivate.
Wu, wu, wu!
The town sent another urgent distress signal.
Ze Long stood up and patted off the dirt he had gotten from training. He looked at the town. It was time to test his abilities.
The same scene played out in the center of the town, but this time, there were a lot of pirates, about 14 of them. The leader was a tall and fat man with a huge hammer in his hand.
Olmer was the captain of an unknown pirate group. He used to brag to people that he used to be with White Beard. He just wanted to be free, so he gathered a few underlings and formed the Fat Cat Pirate Group.
They also knew their limits. They hid when they encountered the navy and surrendered when they encountered a large pirate group. Although their lives were not very tough, they relied on burning, killing, and looting some small fishing villages to live a comfortable life.
Today, they encountered another island without a navy stationed at the edge of the island. There was a small town on the island, and they were ready to plunder it.
Just as they were about to carry the jewelry out of the town, a young man blocked their way.
The youth looked to be eight or nine years old, and his skin was slightly tanned. However, Olmer did not dare to underestimate the youth in front of him because of his many years of life and death experience.
"Where did that little brat come from?"
"Little ones, kill him!"
Four obedient underlings brandished their long sabers and slashed at the youth.
however
Facing the four long blades, Ze Long didn't panic. He took a step back and dodged the long blades.
Then, he stomped hard on the ground, stood up, and punched forward. Pa, pa, pa, three punches hit three pirates. The three pirates were sent flying and lay motionless on the ground.
The other pirate turned around and ran, but after running for five to six meters, he stopped moving.
It turned out that he had been hit by Ze Long's freezing air and stood there like an ice sculpture.
"You're an aptitude user!"
Olmer had been on a pirate ship before, so he had seen the world. Seeing his frozen subordinates, he immediately knew that they were aptitude users.
Furthermore, they knew that even the weakest aptitude user was not someone they could fight against.
"We surrender, we surrender!"
Olmer abandoned his warhammer and immediately surrendered. His remaining nine followers also surrendered.
" I'm not from the navy. What's the point of surrendering to me? Since you've done something bad, you have to be punished."
Ze Long's clear eyes stared at them like a bloodthirsty monster.
this
A long knife had pierced Olmer's stomach. It was one of his men who had stabbed him. Blood was gushing out.
"Vomiting…Cough…"
"Pidako…what are you doing?”
Olmer clutched his stomach and lay on the ground, staring at the man who stabbed him.
"It's him, it's him. He told us to kill and rob. I killed him, please let me go!”
The pirate named Pidako dropped his knife and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
Seeing this, the other pirates picked up their knives and stabbed Olmer.
Olmer's eyes widened in anger. He was dead. He never thought that he would die at the hands of his underlings.
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