One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki Chapter 355 355: Trash Who Dares Not Even Shoulder His Famil

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Shinobu and Kanao felt a chill run through their bodies hearing this.

To beco stronger, abandon wife and children?

Even beco this kind of man-eating demon?

This twisted set of values was simply nauseating.

However.

What worried them more was Katakuri's reaction.

After all, in front of this monster who worshipped strength, Kokushibo's words seed to have so bizarre "logic."

Brulee's hand clutching the clothes hem trembled slightly.

She looked up at her brother's profile.

That inferiority and fear surged into her heart again.

Am I... really Brother's burden?

If I wasn't here.

With Brother's perfect talent and strength, could he really go further?

"Heh..."

A low sneer broke the deathly silence.

Katakuri's shoulders shook slightly.

That laugh was filled with undisguised mockery and disdain.

"I thought... the so-called Upper Rank 1 could spout so high theory."

Katakuri slowly raised his head.

In those crimson eyes, Kokushibo's stunned face was reflected.

"For power, abandon family?"

"To beco strong, beco a monster?"

"Don't make laugh."

Katakuri abruptly took a step forward.

Boom!

That Conqueror's Haki belonging to a king erupted without reservation!

The originally smooth dojo floor cracked inch by inch at this mont.

Countless black-red lightning bolts ravaged the air wildly.

"That's not for becoming stronger at all."

"You are just running away."

Katakuri's voice exploded like thunder, shaking the entire Infinity Castle.

"Because you were afraid of losing to your brother."

"Because you were afraid to admit your incompetence."

"So you cut off all bonds like a coward and hid in this shell of immortality!"

Kokushibo's face instantly beca extrely ugly.

Those six eyes were filled with bloodshot veins from being poked in a sore spot.

"Silence!!!"

"What do you know?!"

"I just... to reach that realm!!!"

"That old hag was the sa..."

Katakuri ignored Kokushibo's roar completely.

In his mind, Big Mom's greedy and cold face erged.

That "mother" who only treated her children as tools for marriage alliances and extracted their souls if things didn't go her way.

That monster who could casually sacrifice family for the dream of the so-called "Totto Land."

How similar to this six-eyed demon before him.

"The so-called strong."

"Is not soone who abandons everything to climb to the peak alone."

"But soone who shoulders everything and can still trample all enemies underfoot!"

Katakuri gripped the trident "Mole" backhand.

Those muscles like steel tensed to the limit.

He looked back at Brulee.

There was not a shred of disgust in his eyes, only a fla firm enough to burn the world.

"Brulee has never been my burden."

"She is the entire reason I stand here and swing my fists!"

Buzz—!

Pitch-black Armant Haki instantly covered the entire trident.

Even the surrounding space distorted due to the density of this Haki.

"Listen well, six-eyed trash."

"A guy like you who doesn't even dare to shoulder his family."

"Even if you live for a thousand years, practice the sword for ten thousand years."

"You will always just be a..."

"Weakling!!!"

BOOM!!!

The instant the voice fell.

Katakuri's figure vanished abruptly.

This ti.

It was no longer defense.

It was no longer probing.

It was an attack carrying all the resolve of an older brother, enough to shatter everything!

"Mochi-Mochi Fruit Awakening!!!"

The floor, walls, and ceiling of the entire dojo.

Instantly turned into white waves of mochi.

Countless massive arms wrapped in Haki rose from all directions, crashing down on Kokushibo like the hundred-ard giants of myth!

"Flowing Mochi: Peerless!!!"

"Moon Breathing: Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe, Tenman Crescent Moon!!!"

Kokushibo also went completely berserk.

The Flesh Katana in his hand instantly elongated several tis over, transforming into countless massive crescent moon blades, attempting to tear apart this sky-filling shadow of fists.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

Two powers terrifying to the extre collided with a bang in mid-air.

The indestructible spatial barriers of the Infinity Castle actually showed dense cracks at this mont!

Amidst the deafening roar, two distinct forces strangled each other wildly in the void.

One side was overwhelming white mochi giant waves, like a tsunami possessing life.

The other was countless shrill circular moon blades, carrying space-tearing sharpness.

"Moon Breathing: Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe, Tenman Crescent Moon!"

Kokushibo swung the alien long sword wildly, the blade expanding to several ters in length.

Every slash was accompanied by countless fine crescent wind blades; there were no blind spots, only destruction.

"Useless."

Katakuri's voice appeared exceptionally cold amidst the roar.

Facing this dense offensive capable of instantly shredding an ordinary Hashira swordsman.

His body underwent bizarre deformation like flowing water again.

His left shoulder suddenly collapsed, avoiding a fatal horizontal slash.

His right leg instantly turned into a hollow donut shape, letting three spinning moon blades pass through.

His neck snapped at an angle absolutely impossible for humans, dodging a thrust straight for the throat.

"Too slow."

"Too monotonous."

"Every swing of yours is within my expectations!"

Katakuri pressed forward step by step against the sky-filling sword light and blade shadows.

That strolling posture was like walking in his own backyard.

In Kokushibo's six crimson eyes, a shock hard to conceal finally appeared.

How is this possible?

This is a wide-range indiscriminate slash!

Even if you can foresee the future, the body's reaction speed shouldn't be able to keep up with this density of attack!

Unless...

This man not only saw the future.

But also controlled every cell of his body to the extre!

"Your eyes..."

Kokushibo stared dead at Katakuri's eyes glowing with red light.

In that instant.

Kokushibo's world changed.

His pupils contracted sharply, entering the realm of the "Transparent World."

In this realm, the opponent's muscle contractions, blood flow, and bone movents were clearly visible.

He attempted to use this extre observational ability to predict Katakuri's movent trajectory.

However.

The mont he opened the Transparent World.

Katakuri suddenly stopped his steps.

That demon-god-like man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mouth full of ferocious fangs.

"Oh?"

"The look in your eyes has changed."

"This unpleasant feeling of being peeped at..."

Katakuri pointed to the location of his heart, his tone carrying a trace of mockery.

"Are you watching my blood flow?"

"Or counting my heartbeats?"

Kokushibo's heart sank sharply.

Discovered?

Just how sharp is this guy's intuition?!

"I see."

Katakuri closed one eye.

In the next second.

When he opened it again.

An aura that made Kokushibo's hair stand on end erupted from that man's body.

It wasn't just Observation Haki.

It was a learning ability of forceful plunder, forceful imitation!

In Katakuri's pupils, red light shone brightly.

In his field of vision, the world also began to change.

He saw the muscles in Kokushibo's sword-wielding arm trembling slightly.

He saw that alien heart pumping blood violently.

He saw the expansion and contraction of the lungs with every breath.

"Is this that so-called 'realm' of yours?"

Katakuri sneered, the red light in his eyes instantly overlapping with the foresight images of Observation Haki.

"Interesting little trick."

"Then I'll borrow it."

The Observation Haki that could originally only see short "future images."

At this mont, combined with the "Transparent World" that perceives bodily functions.

It produced a qualitative leap!

If before it was "watching a movie."

Then now, it was directly "reading the script"!

Even before Kokushibo had the thought of swinging his sword.

Katakuri had already foreseen his killing intent through the tiniest bio-currents in his body!

[God's Foresight]!

This was the evolution belonging to Katakuri!

"It's over, six-eyed freak."

Katakuri's figure vanished abruptly.

This ti, Kokushibo didn't even capture an afterimage.

Because before his brain could process the visual signals.

Katakuri was already standing in front of him!

"Moon Breathing: Sixteenth Form: Moonbow, Half Moon!!!"

In extre fear, Kokushibo instinctively swung out his strongest strike.

Several giant wind blades descended from the sky, attempting to tear apart this sky-filling shadow of fists.

However.

Katakuri didn't even dodge.

He just turned his body sideways slightly.

Those slashes capable of splitting mountains flew past the tip of his nose as if cooperating with a performance.

Not a single hair was hard!

"Is this your limit?"

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