Chapter 6
From the next day, Feng started perfecting a set of fists belonging only to him. Feng started throwing punches towards the sea shockwaves would pass from time to time and scared the seas kings in the vicinity. Slowly Feng got the hang of it and could control the intensity of the shockwaves. Feng thought, " I will name it Emperor's fist. " Feng's shirt soaked in sweat and fell on the ground. Even though he was exhausted, Feng had a satisfied expression.
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Emperor's fist: Punching with all the physical might and spiritual pressure attached to it, destroying the enemy's body from outside, shockwaves destroy it from the inside.
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Feng had already thought of his domineering future, hit the enemy with a punch, if one fist doesn't do the trick punch again, hit till the enemy serves.
After recovering for a while, Feng went back to the forest, thinking of serving the beasts with the emperor's fist. Feng had gained a murderous aura in the past six months animals dared not to come near him. Feng entered the mid-region and looked for a suitable target.
Today's Feng already has the strength to survive in the world. He did not kill all the beasts in the mid-region just chose the strong ones to test his new skill. Feng found an Ape it was 40 feet in height. The ape roared at Feng as if threatening Feng to leave its territory. Feng already had an estimate of the ape's strength. Feng's current speed was not something that the ape could see. With a single leap, he came in front of the ape and punched the ape on its chest.
Emperor's fist, Boom! The instant, punch hit the ape, it blew up into blood and mass of flesh. Even Feng could not recognize that it used to be an ape.
Ding! '300' soul energy points absorbed. The mechanical voice sounded in his mind.
Feng felt only by going to the central region he can improve, but he was not sure because Whitebeard had told him not to go towards the center. He took the rest of the day to rest and decided to enter the central-region tomorrow.
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[ New world]
Moby dick was sailing on the sea. Whitebeard was sitting and had tubes attached to his chest. He looked towards Marco and said, " it has been six months since Feng went to the island. How much do you think has he grown? "
Marco replied, " he will be strong enough to enter the mid-region in a year. "
Whitebeard, " Gulalalala! Who would have thought that you have such high expectations for him! I still remember that it took you two years to reach the mid-region. "
Marco laughed, " Oldman, don't forget I was over 20 when you sent me to that damm! place. Feng was only 10 when we sent him there. " Marco's eyes twitched when he thought of what Feng will do after returning.
Suddenly Whitebeard's face turned solemn as he said to Marco in a deep voice, " When the brat returns, we will tell him his origin. I envy that old bastard to have such luck. We will let Feng decide what he wants to do! "
Marco just nodded. Marco remembered the day he saved Feng in Fishman Island.
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After 18 months, today, Feng is sitting on the cliff looking towards the sea.
[ past ]
Two years have passed since he came here. He touched the scars on his chest and thought, " 18 months before he went straight into the central-region. A giant black wolf attacked him as soon as Feng entered the center. Feng was shocked because he did not sense the wolf at all. The wolf scratched his chest with its paw. Bloody cuts appeared on Feng's chest, although he was shocked, he still reacted quickly. Feng used his spiritual pressure and punched the wolf back. Feng's body changed its color to red, and the wolf instantly felt a dangerous breath from him. Feng used bringers light and jumped off the ground at a faster speed than usual. He appeared in front of the black wolf, 'emperor's fist', and punched it on the skull. With a loud bang, the wolf fell on the ground creating a pit.
The wolf threw up blood from its mouth but still stood up shaking. Feng was surprised at the wolf's strong defense. The wolf just coughed up blood after getting hit from both his fist and shockwave. Feng's fighting spirit burned, and he rushed straight forward at the wolf. Feng used his spirit sense to the extreme and looked at the wolf carefully to see, " how did it avoid his spirit sense? "
The wolf also jumped at Feng, and the wolf opened its mouth to tear him off into pieces. Feng had already captured the wolf's moments and curled his lips in disdain before he vanished from the wolf's eyes and came below it and punched the lower jaw of the wolf, crushing it completely. Feng using bringers light lept up and threw a punch at the wolf's head. The wolf died and fell in the pit.
Ding! '500' soul energy points absorbed.
This battle exhausted most of his energy. Feng went back to the shelter to rest. The next morning Feng saw that his wounds had healed, but the scars were still present.
Feng thought, " My current fullbringer level is 20 and is equivalent to a lieutenant commander in the navy, but if I also consider my physique and use the spirit power, I can match a top-level commander of the navy. "
From the next day, Feng went to the center-region of the forest daily and fought with different beasts. One day, when Feng reached, he was taken aback by the scene. He saw the animals fighting for a fruit. Feng looked at the fruit and thought for a while before coming back to reality, " fuck, it is a devil fruit ", said Feng.
Feng released his full spiritual pressure on the beasts contending for the devil fruit. His spiritual pressure stun and fainted most of them. Feng used his maximum speed and rushed at the conscious beast and kicked it away. He immediately took the devil fruit and went back.
[ Past over]
Feng's thoughts came back to the present. Feng is using his spirit sense to look for a boat and leave this island. Feng said, " that bastard Marco, didn't even give me a boat. " Feng has been at this for the last ten days, he can walk on air, he does not know in which direction should he go.
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On a certain ship in the New World, Marco sneezed and looked around suspiciously as if searching for the bastard who cursed him.