My self-confidence in iron block fans as I travel through One Piece

Chapter 218 Dancing with Death

"Young man, I have seen too many arrogant and arrogant people, and they all died in the end."

Holding the black umbrella in his right hand, Baloric pinned Wilton to the mountain. Baloric's eyes were cold. He might have overestimated this guy.

The awkward feeling before was just my own illusion.

He was certain that the other party was far from showing the strength it had during the war. It should have been that he was too seriously injured in that war, and his strength has not yet recovered.

After all, I have paid ten years of my life.

"Weihaha——"

"I have also seen many old people who relied on their old age to sell themselves to death, but they have no benefits in my hands. They are either dead or disabled."

Wilton raised his head with a grin, and the blood in his seven orifices was flowing more and more. Even the fatal injury of his heart being pierced by a black umbrella did not make him mentally weak.

Instead, he showed madness and domineeringness.

Baloric shuddered, his heartbeat stopped, and he felt an unprecedented danger.

not good.

The atmosphere rippled and shattered, and an overwhelming and unparalleled force poured out. Baloric immediately opened his mouth and spurted blood, and then felt an unprecedented push on his back.

"Die!"

pity.

that second.

No more nonsense.

Shocking black-red thunder and gray-blue lines spread over the surface of the body, eventually forming a colorful air pressure shield that quickly expanded under Baloric's disbelieving eyes.

Wilton stood in mid-air with a black umbrella on his chest, his domineering will rising to the sky. He reached out to hold the black umbrella and pulled it out, and a large amount of gradually changing black and blue blood flew into the air.

Wilton seemed to see the people he had killed, and the leaders were Luffy and Red Hair, as if they were coming to welcome him to hell.

"Shenra Tianzheng."

I don’t know when.

Wilton's armed domineering spirit was very strong, and he also had talents that were different from ordinary people in this area. Unknowingly, his body had undergone tremendous changes.

Everything where the colorful air pressure shield touched was turned into powder, and the mountains and the surface of the earth could be seen disappearing rapidly. When everything returned to calm, a circular sinkhole with a diameter of 500 meters appeared on the spot.

Not just skin and flesh, but also bones and internal organs.

Baloric was about to pull out the black umbrella and give Wilton the final blow, but in the next second Wilton stretched out his big hand and firmly grasped the black umbrella, with amusement in his white eyes on a black background.

For some reason, Baloric had an ominous premonition.

"recover."

The vitality is disappearing quickly.

Boom boom boom.

Wilton's blood was no longer bright red, but gradually turned into a bluish-black color. That was because Wilton had been flushing his body with armed domineering energy for many years.

Unless Wilton himself wants to die, no one on the ocean can kill him today.

Green light rained down, and all the wounds on Wilton's body quickly disappeared, and all negative effects were erased. Although he had not returned to his prime, his condition was as good as ever.

Seeing Baloric getting up from the ground, Wilton threw it away, and the black umbrella turned into a stream of light and stuck straight on a mountain.

"Ling, go and play by yourself."

"I'm going to have a fist duel with this old guy."

Wilton is preparing for the second round of tempering. After the previous wave of crazy testing on the edge of death, the iron block has obviously made significant progress.

"hold head high--"

All living beings are equal, Bell enters the full beast form, humps Wilton with its head, steps on the flame cloud and leaves, ready to eat the black umbrella.

It has no other hobbies except chewing various famous swords and weapons.

After the war, Wilton planned to get the white-bearded Cong Yunqie and the red-haired Griffin to feed all living beings the equal bells, but he didn't expect that Warring States took them away first.

"bring it on!"

"Give me the second wave of pleasure."

Wilton fell like a meteor and pounced on Balorik.

Punching to the flesh is more suitable for him to practice iron. Today, there is no way to end the battle without draining Balorik.

"Too deceiving."

Baloric was furious and was about to kill this guy. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the opponent recovered and all the injuries on his body disappeared.

What kind of devil fruit is the equivalent fruit?

"Kill." A mushroom cloud stood up.

The two were engaged in the most primitive hand-to-hand fight. Baloric's fierce moves were all aimed at Wilton's vital points. Sometimes Wilton would dodge, and sometimes he would resist forcefully.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Amidst a burst of heart-rending shouts from both sides, both sides used their most powerful tactics, causing the entire torn Suigu Town Island to sink completely to the bottom of the sea.

Just like this, we drove all the way and finally came to a group of deserted islands.

Day three.

Fourth day.

Islands and mountains collapsed one after another, and Wilton hit the ground hard, bleeding profusely. His originally intact body was once again covered with wounds.

Under his deliberate will.

The straw hat boy and some red-haired people came to pick him up again. Balorik on the opposite side was also shaky, and his strength was no longer at its peak.

"Healing."

Dazzling green light rained down, all negative effects disappeared, and Wilton's mental and physical state returned to its best.

not bad.

The iron block has improved again.

The ultimate move, Justice Potential, is useless, so you can continue to dance with death.

"impossible."

Baloric climbed up tremblingly from the ruins and couldn't help but vomit blood. His old and weak face was full of disbelief.

How can this be.

The opponent's breath has recovered somewhat, and all injuries have strangely disappeared.

In his whole life of crossing the sea, Baloric had never felt this kind of powerlessness, and even felt a little bit of despair. The pressure the other party gave him made him unable to breathe.

"Don't tell me you're exhausted."

Wilton's figure floated away from the ground towards Baloric. Feeling the other party's bad state, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Is this old guy going to die?

He can come a third time.

It would be very disappointing for Baloric to wilt like this.

"how did you do it."

Baloric took a deep breath and felt unprecedented pressure. The young man in front of him did not look like a normal person.

I'm afraid this trip will be unlucky.

"I did it lying down."

"If that's all you have, I'll be very disappointed."

Wilton hoped that Baloric would explode, but the probability was still too low.

Baloric had already exploded before, barely returning his strength to its peak, but now it was obvious that he was not good anymore, and his aura had plummeted.

Facing another provocation from Wilton, Baloric remained silent this time.

But his aloof character did not allow him to escape.

Without the vampire fruit, even if he managed to escape, it would be useless. He didn't have much time left to live. After all, he was several years older than Sora in terms of age.

Roger, Golden Lion, Garp, Battle and others are all younger than him.

Coupled with being imprisoned in Impel Down City for decades, his body has long been overwhelmed. The previous outbreaks were all because he was a lonely red.

The fact that he can still maintain some strength at the moment further illustrates how powerful Baloric is.

"I never thought it would be lost in the hands of young people today."

"Then give me some respect!"

Baloric didn't kid himself, he knew the end was over.

Reaching out to straighten his messy white hair and collar, Baloric's eyes were calm and he was not afraid of death. After all, the person who killed him was the most powerful young man in this era.

Wilton also stopped smiling.

He is worthy of being a legend of the previous era. This kind of indifference in the face of death is not something ordinary people can possess. This kind of opponent deserves respect.

"There are not many people in this sea that I, Wilton, can admire, and you are one of them."

"Give you the respect of a strong man, and I will do my best."

(End of this chapter)