"Got you, little mouse."
With a loud shout, Chen Ping's body swelled as if inflating.
His muscles knotted and bulged as he grabbed the wrist, twisting, pulling, and tearing.
Crack…
The Straw Hat Man's entire right arm was torn apart from the shoulder and neck.
With the force of the tear, Chen Ping dove forward, hammering with his shoulder, his right foot bent like a bow and left like an arrow, crashing with a dull thud into the Straw Hat Man's waist.
Having been stabbed at with a sword to the eyebrows and chest, he was forced to hide in a cave like a rat, not daring to show himself, boiling with pent-up anger.
Clearly full of strength, yet unable to use it.
The opponent's sword technique was exceptionally fast, even the shadow was unclear, and their body technique was swift, making it hard to escape.
At this moment, having caught an opportunity, he unleashed a flurry of attacks.
Fearing the opponent might not die.
