"Swoosh!"
The trafficker only felt a gust of wind pass by his ears, and then the Wolf Fang Club smashed onto his head. At this moment, he realized that the Wolf Fang Club in Yamato's hand wasn't some inflatable toy, but a real, solid club.
The immense force traveled through his skull directly to his brain. In an instant, he only saw darkness in front of him, stumbled a few steps, and rolled his eyes before falling to the ground.
Currently, Yamato's Thundering Hakken only achieves its form but not its essence. Although in the swinging of moves, her Thundering Hakken is no different from Kaidou's, the core of Thundering Hakken is its integration with Haki.
Whether it's the attachment of Armament or the entanglement of Supreme King, only by achieving this can the true power of Thundering Hakken be unleashed. Yamato, still honing her body and techniques, has not yet mastered Haki. Her Thundering Hakken is merely a simple club swing.
However, not considering the aspect of Haki, she has already proficiently mastered the technique of swinging the club, or else Kaidou wouldn't use only two fingers.
The milk from Miltank and the love eggs from Chansey provided her with ample nutrition, and the long hours of training allowed her to inherit the bloodline from Kaidou, making her strength vastly different from ordinary people.
In the training of the Stone Soldier Eight Array, the stone robots casually created by Arceus would suffer damage under Yamato's attack, let alone this mortal body.
"No laughing at my A-Jian No. 4!"
Having knocked him down in one blow, Yamato stood gracefully in front of him and repeated her declaration. But he could no longer hear it; that club was more than he could endure. The white foam at the corners of his mouth indicated that his brain stem had already suffered severe damage.
Not everyone hit by the Wolf Fang Club is called Kinemon; he doesn't have such high resistance.
"Pop..."
The sound of a soap bubble bursting echoed throughout the nearby area. After Yamato's swing, the scene turned quiet. The traffickers looked at Yamato, utterly confused, all rendered dazed in the moment.
"Move! Grab that little girl! She can be sold for a fortune, enough for all of us to live freely!"
A pretty little girl can sell for a high price, and powerful individuals also have a market in the auction. When these two combine, the price can soar several times. This is why traffickers take the risk to capture people from the Nine Snakes' pirate ship.
In the First Half of the Grand Line, Nine Snakes symbolizes female warriors, and women marked by Nine Snakes can fetch a higher price.
Greed moves hearts; under the temptation of bounty, a group of traffickers rushed up, and Yamato began seeking her next target.
The number of traffickers was vast; their targets weren't solely Yamato. Yamato's display of force caused five or six people to charge toward her, while the remainder rushed toward Maria and others.
Seeing people rushing in, Tesoro scattered the lime from his pocket, blinding a few people, then pulled out a dagger and stabbed forward.
He promised Stella not to do evil, but this was self-preservation. There's no such thing as excessive defense in this world; if one isn't ruthless against these traffickers, they would only suffer more.
Three years of toil had built a robust physique for him, but he was, after all, only one person. Though he managed to stab one, the dagger fell, and now he was entangled with another person.
On Jack's side, it was also chaotic. Most subconsciously believed the power of males far exceeded females. Yamato's performance made them dare not take her lightly, hence the strong, robust-looking Jack attracted many opponents.
A rope looped around him, but the trafficker holding the rope suddenly felt a surge of force. The strength coming from Jack's body far surpassed his expectations.
The physique of the Fishman Race has a natural advantage over the humans of this Level; Jack easily broke free with brute force, then raised his scythe and charged toward his adversaries.
"I will become Kaidou's powerful assistant; who do you think you are?"
Facing three or four people surrounding him, Jack made his judgment. He threw his scythe towards one, taking advantage of their evasion and directly charged forward.
They were already at the edge of the red tree; below was the rapid sea water. Jack rammed into one, and the enormous brute force pulled anyone nearby who tried to grab them into the water as well.
"Splash!"
A few clumps of water burst from the sea's surface. Jack entered his home turf; being of the Fishman Race, he performed far better in water than on land.
However, the traffickers didn't know this. The seawater at night was bitterly cold. They wanted to find Jack but were grabbed by the ankle and dragged into the deep sea by him.
He's rather reckless but not foolish. On land, facing so many people is hard, but underwater it's easy.
Robin and Maria weren't worried about Jack; they knew Jack was from the Fishman Race.
The traffickers didn't worry about their partners either; they didn't know Jack was a Fishman, assuming a kid jumping into the water was seeking his doom.
Under struggle, the consumption of oxygen increases, and the cold lingering constantly draws away heat from their bodies. When they couldn't hold their breath and started choking, Jack's opportunity arose.
Though there was another trafficker in the seawater, human eyesight meant he couldn't see anything now. The reflection of lights above on the water's surface left him blind.
When he saw two floating companions and tried to climb up, it was too late. Jack surged out of the water, grabbed his neck, and pressed him underwater.
On land, Tesoro had instead become the weakest one; a trafficker was fighting him evenly. The remaining few rushed towards Maria. Initially, she could cope, but as their numbers increased, she struggled to fend them off.
She didn't have Yamato's monstrous physique or Jack's Fishman Race talent.
"You hoodlums... you're forcing me into this ugly form!"
Maria's body began to change; six arms emerged from behind her, and the abdomen of a spider appeared on her body. However, unlike before, her spider hair color turned yellow.
During the voyage, Arceus transformed her spider from the Goliath Birdeater to the Galvantula.
"Buzz..."
A sound of electric currents resonated in the air, then several spider silks shot out from Maria's body.
That's Galvantula's characteristic; aside from the web itself, its silk is also a powerful weapon. Fired from its abdomen, the silk acts like flying needles, laden with strong currents.
Ordinary people struck by such silk would fall into paralysis, while their mouth twitched, then a yellow web would be spat out by her.
Galvantula's web is charged; whether for defense, setting traps, or attacking, it's a superb tool.
If not for the spider's form being unsuitable for battle in such an environment, she wouldn't want to use this form at all...