Chapter 9 The Origin of Dragon Claw Fist

Just as Darren's figure swept out at an astonishing speed, Dorag's eyes lit up and he moved immediately.

Bang! !

The two men moved forward at the same time, and their four wrists collided heavily, bursting out visible air waves.

Equally matched!

Without the slightest pause, the two men changed their moves in mid-air.

Fists collided, elbows hit each other, and crisp bangs continued to be heard.

All the navy on the deck widened their eyes and watched the fierce confrontation between the two with bated breath.

"Good!!"

A bright light flashed in Dorag's eyes, and he dodged Darren's heavy punch. As he slid forward, his fist burst out with surging power.

Bang!

A white ripple of a punch bloomed on Darren's angular abdominal muscles. Darren's figure slid back several meters, but his face was grinning fiercely.

With a snap, the deck broke, and the warships under his feet sank half a meter.

With the help of this recoil force, the commodore attacked Dorag with a fierce look in his eyes like a cannonball.

Darren crossed several meters in an instant, appeared beside Dorag like a ghost, sank his waist, raised his left foot, and threw a whip kick at Dorag's cheek like a thunderbolt.

Dorag's figure swayed, his military boots brushed his cheek, and the strong wind blew up his long black hair.

He reached out with one hand, tightly grasped Darren's foot, took a deep breath, and was about to smash Darren into the deck.

Darren in mid-air was resisting Dorag's power, using Dorag's hand as a fulcrum, and his right foot fell from top to bottom like a battle axe!

Bang! !

An arm blocked the blow.

Darren took this opportunity to break free from Dorag's confinement, and the moment his body landed, he jumped up again like a tiger.

The two fists were thrown out at an alarming speed, turning into a black shadow that covered the figure of Dorag.

"Hahahahaha!! So cool!"

Dorag laughed proudly and threw out his fists without retreating.

Bang bang bang bang!!

The dense and dull sound of hitting like raindrops continued to explode on the bodies of the two men.

Kaji and Gion looked at the scene in front of them with astonishment, and their mouths twitched.

The attacks of the two guys...both avoided each other's fists at the same time.

Punch after punch...to the flesh!!

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Half an hour later.

Darren and Dorag were lying on the deck in a big letter shape, panting.

The deck of the warship was full of potholes and holes, and one of the heavy guns was even punched out with a hole by a fist.

Steaming sweat came out of the bodies of the two men, and there was blood on the corners of their mouths.

The navy had already looked dazed.

They had never seen such a fight in their lives.

To be more precise, they had never seen such a stupid fight in their lives.

No defense, no evasion, just punching and kicking at the opponent's body and face... It was stupid to the extreme.

"Your physique is as hard as steel..."

Drager smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sitting up without any posture.

Although his strength and speed were much stronger than Darren, he was much inferior in physical defense.

At the end of the fight, Drrager was surprised to find that he could not break Darren's defense without using the armed color domineering.

This unprecedented feeling of frustration made him more and more excited.

"Your fists are also very powerful..."

Darren also sat up and smiled.

Drrager learned from Zefa and Garp, and sparring with him could also hone his various physical data, and he gained a lot.

Looking at the smile on Darren's face, Drrager suddenly felt that his mission in the North Sea this time was quite good.

This guy's personality seems to be very compatible with mine...

"Not enough, the impact area of ​​the fist is too large, it can't break the defense at all..."

Drager pondered and looked down at his fists.

The finger bones are thick and look full of powerful strength.

Darren heard this, while wiping the sweat on his face, he said casually:

"If you want a small impact area, maybe using the power of your fingers will be better..."

The finger gun in the Navy Six Styles is based on this principle.

"The power of fingers..."

Darrager seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself.

"--Right!! Hahahaha!! Darren, you are such a genius!!"

He suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed excitedly.

Well, Darren can swear that at this moment he saw a light bulb light up above Dragon's head.

Darrager raised his right hand.

He made a strange gesture awkwardly.

The index finger and middle finger are put together, the ring finger and pinky finger are put together, and the five fingers become "three fingers", and the knuckles are slightly bent, which looks like a "claw".

However, when Darren saw this action, his pupils shrank, and a storm was set off in his heart.

This gesture... Could it be...

"Use the power of the fingers... That's right, the power of the thumb is strong enough, and the combination of the index finger and middle finger, the ring finger and pinky finger, can enhance the bearing capacity of the joints, so that it can be wrapped with stronger armed color domineering..."

Drag murmured as if possessed, and suddenly grabbed the deck under his feet with one claw.

"Wait!!"

Darren's expression changed slightly, and he quickly grabbed Dolag's hand with one hand and moved it to one side.

The unprepared Dolag was stunned for a moment, and a claw with majestic penetrating power landed firmly on Darren's arm.

In an instant,

As if something broke in the air, a trace of blood spattered.

Dorag looked at the shallow wounds on Darren's arms in shock.

"Breaking...breaking the defense?"

I was just trying out a move just now. I used 50% of my strength but it broke Darren's defense! ?

How can this be……

Darren rolled his eyes angrily.

"If you use this claw, I'm afraid the entire warship will be penetrated and shattered by your power in an instant."

Dorag was stunned when he heard this, then he touched his head in embarrassment, laughed, and said stupidly:

"Um...I'm sorry, Darren."

Darren waved his hand. Such a skin injury was nothing at all. It scabbed over in a few minutes.

However, in his heart, it seemed as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping past.

This...he was definitely not wrong...

This blow from Dorag just now... his gesture... was clearly the Dragon Claw Fist! !

In the future, he taught Sabo a powerful combat technique that would shine in the Dressrosa Arena...Dragon Claw Fist! !

Although the blow just now was quite rough, it was definitely a Dragon Claw Fist.

In less than half an hour of sparring with him... this guy Dorag has figured out such combat skills! ?

This...is truly worthy of being the protagonist's father!

Darren rubbed his temples, feeling helpless.

etc!

He suddenly came to his senses, looked at Dolag's silly smile, and suddenly realized a fact that made his head full of black lines——

It seems that I have become Kaido sensei for a time! ?

"Hahahaha, Darren, I really want to thank you this time. I didn't expect that sparring with you would help me learn a brand new combat skill."

Dorag laughed and said:

"When I become more familiar with it later, I will teach you this combat skill. Consider it as my gratitude."

"Well, what do you think is a better name for this combat skill?"

Darren suppressed his thoughts of complaining and said dullly:

"Let's call it Dragon Claw Fist."

"Dragon Claw Fist...Dragon Claw Fist...hahaha what a great name!!"

Dorag put his arm around Darren's shoulders and said excitedly.

"Buru Bulu...Buru Bulu..."

At this time, the call of the military telephone bug suddenly sounded.

Dolag quickly took out the phone and connected the signal.

"Hello, I'm Dorag."

A deep and deep voice came from the phone bug, full of solemnity.

"I am Cyborg Sora."

"Marshal Kong!"

Dorag sat upright suddenly, looking solemn.

"Report your current sea area." Gang Gukong's voice was the same as his style, vigorous and resolute.

Dorag scratched his head and looked at Darren subconsciously.

The corners of Darren's eyes trembled, and he lowered his voice and said:

"We will leave the North Sea immediately and enter the great waterway."

Dorag then said the same thing to the phone bug.

Cyborg Kong was silent for a moment,

"Well, there is an urgent task for you now."

"I order you to place your colleagues from the North Sea nearby, and then enter the Grand Channel as quickly as possible."

"The specific island coordinates will be handed over to you soon."

Dolag glanced at Darren and asked:

"Marshal Kong, what is the specific content of the mission?"

The phone bug was silent again.

"Cooperate with Vice Admiral Garp of the Navy Headquarters to seal off the target sea area...arrest Gol D. Roger!"

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