Chapter 92 Sanji Awakens Observation Haki, Shura AttacksShadley frowned, but without hesitation, he slammed the Impact Shell down towards Sanji's head.
However, just as Sanji's head was about to explode, his drooping head tilted slightly to the side, as if boneless.
Whoosh!
This fatal blow grazed his hair and missed!
Observation Haki!
Awakening!
Shadley was completely stunned.
He hadn't detected any "I must dodge" thought in Sanji's mind.
It was purely an instinctive reaction!
"This must be a coincidence! Absolutely a coincidence!"
Shadley, unconvinced, swung his palm at Sanji again.
However, Sanji, like a leaf in the wind, effortlessly dodged each fatal attack, his movements fluid and graceful, without any unnecessary actions.
Luffy's lips curled into a smile, revealing a maternal grin.
Early Observation Haki was essentially an instinctive manifestation of bodily crisis perception.
What Luffy had spent two years learning by being beaten with a stick by Rayleigh, Sanji had mastered in actual combat.
Combined with his understanding of "Paper Drawing"—the technique of using the skin to sense airflow for evasion—this, when combined with Observation Haki, was like adding wings to a tiger.
At this moment, Sanji had completely emptied his mind, letting his body rely solely on instinct.
From this moment on, Shadley never managed to touch a hair on Sanji's head again.
Ultimately, these four priests were too reliant on Enel's "Wi-Fi signal." Once they encountered a truly skilled opponent, or when their mental network failed, they were no better than lowly grunts who had just learned Haki in the New World.
Seeing the opportunity ripe, Luffy used the power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit to secretly connect Sanji's Observation Haki frequency to the mental network channel constructed by Enel.
In an instant, the panic in Shadley's heart resonated clearly in Sanji's mind.
"This kid is too weird! We need to create chaos quickly and escape!"
Sanji paused, looking at Shadley strangely: "You want to escape?"
"Hahaha! I... how could I possibly escape? I'll send you on your way!"
The next second, Shadley, his words contradicting his actions, kicked the cloud ball beneath his feet, intending to trigger a chain explosion.
However, to his horrified gaze, his chubby face slammed directly into a black leather shoe.
"First Meat! Kick!"
Bang—!
The kick landed solidly on Shadley's face.
Shadley didn't even have time to scream before his nose shattered, and he flew out of sight like a cannonball, becoming a shooting star in the sky.
"Yay! We won! We won!"
Usopp danced with joy, shouting to Sanji.
Sanji slowly turned around, flashing Zoro a smug, victorious smile.
The next second, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
"Aaaaah! Sanji's dead! Doctor! Where's the doctor?"
Chopper, seeing Sanji covered in blood, screamed and ran around in terror.
Usopp slapped him on the forehead: "Aren't you the doctor?!"
Chopper snapped out of his daze: "Ah! Right! I'm the doctor!"
He quickly pulled out his first-aid kit and rushed to Sanji's side to examine him.
"That's terrible! Multiple facial fractures, at least three broken ribs! Internal organ damage too!" Chopper cried as he bandaged Sanji.
"Was it really worth going this far?" Nami looked at Sanji, who resembled a mummy, with a hint of pity, then turned to Luffy.
"You underestimate a man's competitive spirit. Look at Zoro."
Luffy pursed his lips.
Nami turned to look, only to find that Zoro wasn't gloating. He was staring intently at the unconscious Sanji, his eyes filled with jealousy and an even stronger fighting spirit.
Because he knew that the lecherous cook had just awakened the "Observation Haki" Luffy had mentioned.
That was a divine technique that allowed one to dodge attacks instinctively, without thinking.
If this lecherous cook fully mastered this technique, even his own slashes might not be able to hit him anymore.
"You curly-browed one, you're lucky you got there first this time!" Zoro gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.
Zoro, his face contorted with displeasure, plopped heavily onto the deck, clutching the Wado Ichimonji tightly.
Was it really unnecessary to cut it?
With this question in mind, Zoro closed his eyes and began to hone his restless swordsmanship.
At that moment, the old phoenix-tailed ship, accompanied by the sound of flowing water, was finally about to leave the eerie, mysterious forest.
Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the sky.
A strange figure wearing a pilot's hat and a leather jacket, riding a huge, monstrous bird, swooped down menacingly towards the group.
"Looks like Shadley's mental net has completely broken down. This rat that broke in this time seems a bit tough."
Shura, one of the four high priests, sat atop a three-foot-tall bird, his eyes fixed on the Straw Hat crew on the ship with the intensity of a hawk's gaze.
"Hey, another pushover?"
Zoro suddenly opened his eyes, excitedly sprang to his feet, his gaze fixed intently on Shura.
"Trash? You dare call me trash?"
Shura instantly lost his composure, veins bulging on his forehead: "I'm Shura, the priest in charge of the 'Rope Trial,' with a survival rate of only 3%! If that idiot Geedaz hadn't gone to deal with the Shandian guerrillas, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut!"
"Three percent?!"
Usopp's eyes nearly popped out of his head in terror as he trembled at the enormous, three-foot-tall bird. "This is terrifying!"
"Now you're scared? Too late! If you obediently surrender, maybe you'll at least have a whole corpse!"
Shura couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter at Usopp's cowardly state, the laughter piercingly grating.
Before he finished speaking, the three-foot-tall bird suddenly opened its blood-red maw, a flash of red light deep in its throat, and a blazing flame shot straight towards the ship.
"Holy crap! Is this bird a lighter? How can it breathe fire?!"
Usopp fled in terror, covering his head.
Zoro frowned, flicked his wrist, and drew his Wado Ichimonji half an inch from its sheath, preparing to take the flaming attack head-on.
At the critical moment, a cannonball suddenly flew in from the side, deafeningly loudly, the powerful shockwave shattering the flames into pieces!
"Brother! I'm too late!"
A roar filled with joy pierced through the smoke.
Everyone turned in surprise to see countless Shandian warriors, clad in cloud-walking sandals, charging towards them like cavalry on a cloud river, exuding murderous intent.
The burly man leading them, with a tattooed face and a murderous aura, was none other than the tribe's chief, Waver.
"Hey, Luffy, isn't that the native chief you tricked earlier?"
Usopp whispered in Luffy's ear.