Chapter 112: The Qilin Arm?

Rules? What are those?

Improving physical attributes isn’t limited merely to strength, speed, or endurance. With each awakening, Chu Yi’s physical qualities enhanced dramatically, including his five senses. Thanks to his keen hearing, the distant voices of Ze Fa and Kizaru reached him as if whispered right beside his ear. Because of this, when Chu Yi heard Ze Fa utter the word “rules,” just as he was about to unleash his peak power, his pupils involuntarily narrowed slightly.

“Rules—a fascinating concept and an invitation to endless speculation.”

“When I was cultivating earlier, I vaguely grasped a clue: to fully master the abilities awakened by a Devil Fruit, one must comprehend the corresponding principle.”

“For instance, the power of Aokiji’s Ice Fruit requires understanding the ‘Way of Frost,’ the ‘Way of Cold.’ Similarly, Akainu’s Magma Fruit demands mastery of the ‘Way of Scorching Heat.’”

“And what is this ‘Way’ if not a kind of law, a rule?”

“Could it be that when Haki users reach a certain level, they can, through Haki alone...”

“...grasp the relevant laws? The corresponding rules?”

Quietly, Chu Yi felt as if Ze Fa’s mention of “rules” was like a sudden enlightenment, clearing much of the fog on his path of cultivation.

Coupled with the earlier sparring with Kizaru, which had significantly honed his Observation Haki, allowing him to more keenly sense the “wind” and thereby deepen his understanding of sword intent...

With this newfound clarity, a faint smile curled on Chu Yi’s lips. His earlier thoughts had indeed been correct.

More importantly, he now understood that the paths of Haki users and Devil Fruit wielders, while different, converged in many ways.

Yet, facing a formidable foe like Ze Fa was no time for distractions.

Once Chu Yi’s insight settled, he tucked away his thoughts, focusing first on defeating Ze Fa. After all, any enlightenment was useless if he died here. Survival came first; strength would follow.

Then...

As Chu Yi withdrew his Six-Armed Asura Mode, the six fearsome arms vanished, replaced by a thick, crimson mist enveloping his entire body.

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

A boundless killing intent froze Chu Yi’s eyes into an icy glare.

Black veins began to creep over his body, gradually covering him entirely.

Combined with the dark red hue of his skin in Asura form, his blood-red eyes, and the slowly opening purple Asura pupils, the countless black veins made even Ze Fa and Kizaru shudder with unease at just a glance.

“This Asura...”

“What kind of Devil Fruit user is he exactly?”

Watching Chu Yi display his peak power, Ze Fa narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly to Kizaru beside him, “I’ve been in the Navy for decades, but in all my years, I’ve never heard of an Asura Devil Fruit user.”

“Borusalino, Sengoku, and Garp—have those old-timers ever investigated the origins of the Asura?”

“Oh, of course they have, Teacher Ze Fa!” Kizaru’s earlier fear when facing Chu Yi had eased considerably with Ze Fa present. Now, leaning casually with arms crossed, he added indifferently, “From what we know, Asura’s real name is Chris D. Chu Yi. He apparently came from a noble family that fell from grace and became slaves under the Celestial Dragons.”

“But here’s the strange part...” Kizaru glanced at Chu Yi with interest and continued, “According to his former masters, Asura was never humiliated during his slavery. Those haughty Celestial Dragons didn’t even brand him with slave marks. His treatment was different from ordinary slaves.”

“Teacher Ze Fa, do you know why that is?”

“A noble? That middle initial ‘D’? And the surname...”

“Chris?”

When Ze Fa first confronted Chu Yi, no matter how shocked Chu Yi appeared or how he managed to subtly suppress Kizaru in battle, Ze Fa’s expression never betrayed surprise.

But as soon as Kizaru finished speaking...

Ze Fa suddenly froze.

Then, a look of painful recollection dawned in his eyes, as if reliving a tormenting memory. Veins bulged on his forehead, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Hmph. Chris... Asura is from that family?

Indeed, that family was a curse. It was right to eliminate them back then.

Damn those Celestial Dragons. Knowing full well the terrifying power concealed in that family, why did they keep the orphaned heir in secret?

Now, this Asura has become a figure that strikes terror into the hearts of the Celestial Dragons. Did they keep him because...

...they intended to bring the “Dark King” back into the world?

Upon hearing Chu Yi’s surname and original status, Ze Fa sank deep into memories of that bloody night—the castle engulfed in flames, scenes drenched in blood—that even a Navy’s top combatant like Ze Fa couldn’t help but recall the taste of fear.

Just then...

“Hm?”

Sensing Ze Fa’s unsettled mood and the slight disturbance in his aura, Chu Yi, standing at his peak, knew his moment had come.

“Shinra Tensei!”

Boom!

Without forming hand seals or any warning whatsoever.

As the black veins spread and the six Asura arms dissolved into a blood-red mist, Chu Yi casually unleashed his Shinra Tensei.

Moreover, the Shinra Tensei he now wielded was powerful enough to cause the very fabric of space to crack.

“Crack... crack...”

Space shattered.

With his Shinra Tensei unleashed, a fierce gust surged toward Ze Fa and Kizaru’s positions. Even Kizaru, wary of the immense force, braced himself to avoid being caught in its wake.

But Ze Fa?

He remained lost in his bloodied memories until Chu Yi’s Shinra Tensei approached.

Only then did Ze Fa slowly lift his head.

At such close range, there was nowhere to dodge.

Chu Yi was confident that his Shinra Tensei would severely wound Ze Fa at this distance.

Yet just as the full force of the Shinra Tensei was about to crash down on the absent-minded Ze Fa...

Suddenly!

“Armament Haki hardening!”

Boom!

Armament Haki flared, enveloping Ze Fa’s right arm, instantly hardening it. His arm took on a jet-black sheen.

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