Chapter 203 God-level Devil Fruit
Vic looked at the little man in the round table and analyzed that Barnett had already arrived in this area of Deskerre, but now Barnett looked like a beggar without a single piece of good cloth on his body.
"So, now he can only rely on himself?" Wendy said somewhat frustratedly.
"It's okay, Wendy. Barnett is very strong and has a good brain. He will find a way!"
Rebecca comforted him, saying that Ian was only happy for a moment when Vic came over, but when he saw that Vic had no intention of hugging him, he went back to look at the little guy.
At this moment, Barnett at the round table seemed to have gone through thousands of mountains and rivers and ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. If he had not used the ability of his fruit to eliminate many negative physical conditions, he might have been lying down somewhere and being slaughtered.
At this moment, he was bending over with his hands on his thighs, breathing heavily, his eyes staring at Deskray fiercely. Deskray was feeling very guilty now. He had used so many methods in the past, and the enemies had basically no power to resist. Today, he met someone who could cheat, and the area outside the round table was surrounded, and the enemies inside the round table also came closer.
Although he was the one who made the rules within the round table, they were of little use to those who came close.
Because the rules he set must be followed by everyone in the Round Table world. From a distance, he can also make some blocking by controlling the changes in the geographical environment, weather and natural rules, but now that the two sides have met, it depends on his reaction on the battlefield.
This devil fruit is extremely challenging to the brain. If developed well, it can be a god-level fruit. As the villain of Victor, it is already very awesome that he can develop the fruit to this point. This shows that this fruit has both high upper and lower limits, which also shows the huge potential of this fruit.
Although Barnett was gasping for breath, Deskray still didn't dare to attack. He had been kicked hard before and his chest was still aching.
Barnett also saw a group of giant classmates looking at him. He knew that this was the final battlefield and they were all waiting for him to end the battle.
"shave"
Barnett didn't say anything, still using the original formula, still the familiar taste, and kicked Desker away. This is what Desker was afraid of now, but being afraid alone is not enough. The key is that his nerves and body can't react.
"This is cheating. This skill can't be used here. This skill is totally unscientific!" Deskrey said loudly while rubbing his aching chest.
"Tsk, I told you to be unscientific, I beat you scientifically, shaving... Eh? It really can't be used anymore, what's going on?"
Barnett originally wanted to use the shave to fight again, but no matter how many times he stepped on the ground with his legs, he could not get that huge reaction force, and could only mark the spot, raising a cloud of dust.
Barnett stopped his useless efforts. He was a man of extremely high IQ, and he was just a little confused because it was the first time he encountered such an incomprehensible thing.
However, based on his previous and subsequent experiences, he already knew what kind of person he had met. This was an ability that could make and change rules within the round table. It depended on what kind of rules the person made. If he wanted to defeat the other party, he also had to do so under the rules set by the other party.
This kind of rule-based fruit ability is somewhat unreasonable. Apart from using powerful armament domineering to invalidate the ability, the other option is to make the user lose consciousness, just like Sucrose's Childlike Fruit and Perona's Ghost Fruit.
Barnett stopped using his razor and rushed directly towards Desker. He was also very fast. When he got close to Desker, he punched him in the face.
Deskrey watched Barnett's fist grow bigger in front of him, but he couldn't avoid it.
"boom"
After being hit and flying away, Deskripsi fell heavily to the ground again. His head was buzzing, his eyes were blurry, and he staggered and spat out two teeth.
Deskri sighed a little, he didn't have many teeth left!
"My destiny is in my own hands, and I have the final say in my world. You are not allowed to run away!" Deskri stood up and raised his right hand, shouting domineeringly, but he looked a little funny with his short stature!
Speed is Deskri's weakness, and he almost always fails in this area, which is why he finally took action on his speed. There is no rule of running in the round table world, and the speed will be restricted if it exceeds a certain amount.
Barnett tried it and found that when he tried to run, the pressure on his body became greater and greater, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
But as long as they walk normally, they won't feel any pressure. Barnett curled his lips. It's useless to just limit the speed. Neither of them can run, and the fight will be more severe. They can't escape even if they want to.
Barnett walked towards Deskerui and saw the enemy coming towards him with a ferocious and cruel smile on his face. Deskerui quickly got up and tried to get away.
But even though it's walking, there are still differences in speed, it's not exactly the same, and it's also related to physique and leg length.
Barnett quickly caught up with Desker. Seeing Barnett coming behind him, Desker became a little panicked. He still couldn't get rid of him, and it was useless to limit his speed.
Barnett slapped Deskray on the back of the head, just like a father spanking his son, which made the people watching the show outside burst into laughter. It was just like watching a small theater, full of joy.
Although most people didn't quite understand why the two were chasing each other in slow motion, Wendy was a little amused. Now she was not so worried anymore. Deskray was obviously a weakling, and Barnett could easily control him.
"This is not fair! This world should be fair. We can't let one person beat another person all the time!"
Just when Deskri was about to be knocked unconscious, this thought suddenly occurred to him, and he shouted this sentence as his head was hit forward and nodded.
Then, Barnett found that his palm could no longer fall, as if it was held up by something.
This is the new rule that Deskripsi has established. After you hit me, you have to wait until I finish hitting you before you can continue hitting me. It's like a turn-based battle, but you can also dodge. As long as your attack doesn't hit anyone, you can still continue attacking until you hit your opponent.
"Haha, finally I'm not the one getting beaten anymore!"
Deskray laughed, turned around, jumped up and slapped Barnett on the head.
He felt very proud afterwards, but he found that Barnett was not angry, but looked at him with a smile in his eyes. He immediately had a bad feeling.
Retribution came quickly. Barnett was no longer playing around with him. He kicked Deskray between the legs with a powerful volley. In an instant, Deskray's forehead broke out in cold sweat due to the pain. He lay there with his legs curled up, trembling, his mouth wide open but no sound coming out.
Barnett walked closer to Deskri, trying to see how to make his ability disappear.
At this moment, the still trembling Deskrey took out a dagger from somewhere and slashed at Barnett's throat with extreme ferocity.
Barnett never let his guard down and leaned back instantly, but his chest was still scratched, leaving a bloody mark.
"Who do you think I am? I'm the captain of the Round Table Pirates, and I won't give up easily." After saying this, Deskripsi waved his knife and rushed towards Barnett again. The moment he shouted, he lifted the rules of the small world that prohibited running and the turn-based system.
Barnett also discovered that Deskri had been disguising himself. Pirates are pirates, insidious, cunning, despicable and shameless. One must not be careless when facing pirates.
Although he was startled by the opponent's sudden acceleration, he came from an elite camp and received practical training every day. This kind of surprise attack can be described as a drizzle.
Barnett instantly used his speed advantage to dodge Desker's knife, and then punched him hard in the chest, knocking Desker back three or four meters.