One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki Chapter 168: The Monster’s Instincts

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Chapter 168: The Monster’s Instincts

Garp’s dark face showed a rare seriousness. He ignored A’s warning, rely letting out a "Hmm" as his gaze remained locked on the two facing off in the distance.

Relax, kid.

Garp muttered in his heart.

Compared to you, a simple-minded musclehead, that brother of yours is much trickier.

In the nurous sparring sessions in Kumogakure, Garp had long experienced Killer B’s unreasonable, bizarre sword style and his imaginative combat thinking. That kid was a monster who fought with instinct and rhythm—the sa kind of person as himself.

It wouldn’t be that easy for the Golden Lion to take him down.

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Center of the battlefield.

Rain washed away the blood at the corner of the Golden Lion’s mouth. Far from being angry, he extended his tongue to lick it. The crimson three-tomoe Sharingan flickered with demonic light in the rain curtain.

"Jihahahaha... Interesting, too interesting!"

The Golden Lion’s low laughter sounded like broken bellows, full of suppressed excitent. "Is this a Jinchuriki? This world has finally given a little surprise!"

Opposite him, the crimson octopus tentacle behind Killer B slowly retracted into his body. He re-assud the Seven Swords Style stance, responding with his unique rap tone:

"The surprise is later, you bad haircut hater, don’t think you can touch my brother! Yo!"

"Fool, ya fool! Bastard!"

In his mind, the Eight-Tails Gyūki’s deep voice sounded: "B, don’t be provoked by him. This guy’s eyes are very strange. Don’t look at his eyes when fighting!"

"I know that, Eight-o!" Killer B responded in his heart. "But a move that’s been seen through can’t be called a ’Surprise Attack’ anymore! Check it out!"

Before the voice fell, Killer B moved!

He didn’t use the complicated Seven Swords Style again. Instead, he threw six swords instantly, like six scattering teors, sealing off the Golden Lion’s position from all directions.

He gripped the last sword himself, lowered his body like a black cheetah ready to pounce, and the chakra beneath his feet exploded!

"Lightning Release: Lariat!"

This ti, it was the sa move as A’s, but the aura was completely different!

A’s Liger Bomb was pure brute force, an indomitable destruction.

But Killer B’s Lariat carried a bizarre arc in its charge path, like a shark swimming in water, making it impossible to judge his final attack point!

"Trying to use the sa move?"

The Golden Lion laughed wildly, his three-tomoe Sharingan spinning at high speed.

Under the Sharingan’s insight, the flow trajectory of the violent Lightning Release chakra in Killer B’s body, every exertion of muscle, and even the subtle flaws left intentionally during his charge were all visible at a glance!

"Bait, huh... too green, brat!"

The Golden Lion instantly saw through Killer B’s intent.

That Lariat was a feint. The real killing move was the six short swords thrown earlier, now quietly attacking from his back, overhead, and sides!

However, the Golden Lion didn’t move.

He stood there, even sheathing his long sword back into the scabbard at his waist. He simply raised his hands and began hand signs.

Snake—Ram—Monkey—Boar—Horse—Tiger!

"Earth Release: Earth Style Wall!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three thick earthen walls rose from the ground, accurately blocking the short swords attacking from three directions.

But the Golden Lion’s hand signs didn’t stop; his speed actually increased!

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

Ferocious water dragons roared out from the accumulated water beside him! The water dragons opened their large mouths, each biting onto a short sword.

In the spark of a flint, six avenues of attack were perfectly neutralized by him in a manner that could be called art!

Killer B, halfway through his charge, felt his pupils quake!

What terrifying combat intelligence and reaction speed?! He actually judged all attacks in an instant and used the most appropriate ninjutsu for defense and counter-control!

"Jihahahaha!" The Golden Lion, gripping the hilt, stared dead at Killer B through the rain with crimson eyes, his smile full of contempt. "Your little tricks, in front of these eyes of mine, are like a three-year-old’s scribbles!"

"It’s over!"

The water dragons threw the caught short swords back, faster than they had co! Simultaneously, the long sword at his waist brazenly unsheathed!

This ti, the blade wasn’t just pure edge but was wrapped in a layer of visible, scorching fla!

"Fire Release: Song of Fla!"

He didn’t spew fire from his mouth but infused Fire Release chakra directly into the blade. With a single swing, over a dozen flaming blade chi, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, covered Killer B overwhelmingly!

The combination of Sword Art and Ninjutsu!

This was the combat style the Golden Lion had groped out for himself after coming to this world!

Killer B’s face changed drastically. He could feel that every fire blade contained amazing heat, and the Golden Lion’s Sharingan had already locked off all his dodge routes!

"Eight-o!" Killer B shouted in his heart.

"Leave it to !" Eight-Tails Gyūki’s voice rang out.

Boom—!

Crimson Tailed Beast chakra erupted from Killer B’s body again. This ti, it wasn’t one tentacle.

It was three!

Three thick octopus tentacles acted like three massive shields protecting his front, smashing and extinguishing all the incoming fireballs!

The collision of fla and crimson chakra caused a violent roar and sky-filling steam.

"Not done yet!"

The Golden Lion laughed wildly, his figure vanishing instantly into the steam.

In the next second, he appeared like a ghost at Killer B’s side. The fla-wrapped long sword, carrying the montum to cut through everything, chopped straight at Killer B’s neck!

Too fast!

Using the steam as cover and the Sharingan to predict the opponent’s reaction—this was a fatal killing move only a battle-hardened hero would possess!

Killer B didn’t have ti to react!

Clang—!!!

A deafening sound of tal clashing exploded!

The Golden Lion’s sword was blocked.

Blocking his sword was a fourth octopus tentacle! The tip of that tentacle had beco as hard as steel, shimring with tallic luster!

A terrifying imnse force transmitted from the blade. The Golden Lion felt his arm go numb, his body sliding back several ters uncontrollably.

He looked down at his sword.

A clear chip had appeared on the long sword made of refined steel.

"Oh?" The smile on the Golden Lion’s face finally converged slightly, replaced by extre gravity and excitent.

The steam dissipated.

Killer B’s figure was revealed.

He was covered in a layer of boiling crimson chakra cloak. Behind him, four hideous Tailed Beast tails were dancing recklessly.

Tailed Beast Transformation: Version 1!

"You bastard..." Killer B’s voice beca hoarse and low, carrying a wildness not belonging to a human. "You really... pissed off!"

"Jihahahaha!" The Golden Lion laughed instead of getting angry, raising his long sword high and pointing remotely at Killer B. "That’s right! That’s how it should be! Co on! Let see just how loud a so-called ’beast’ can roar!"

The battle entered a truly white-hot stage.

Just tens of ters away from the battlefield, in the crown of an inconspicuous ancient tree soaked by rain.

A strange color quietly erged.

It was a face, half pure white, half pitch black, slowly "growing" out of the trunk, the edges still carrying wood texture.

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