Chapter 20: The Palm Technique That Descended from the Heavens

“Fisher Tiger!”

At the sound of this name, Arlong’s body trembled violently. A sharp, menacing light flashed in his eyes, and the massive stone beneath him shattered beneath his claw.

“Brat, how do you know that name? Speak up, and I might let you die a little easier!”

Shu Mingyuan smiled indifferently. “Not only do I know Fisher Tiger, I also know about the Hoof of the Dragon. Did you really think replacing it with the Sun Pirates’ mark would let you forget that humiliating past?”

“Brat, you’re courting death!”

Arlong’s fury exploded. The trauma he’d hidden for so many years was now ripped open, bleeding afresh by this youth’s words, forcing him to recall the shameful memories he longed to forget.

Bending his legs, Arlong shot forward like an arrow loosed from the string, jaws gaping wide as he lunged straight for Shu Mingyuan.

As a fish-man, his strength and explosiveness were ten times that of a human. His steel-like teeth could bite through stone pillars with ease!

“Thunder Shield—Chidori Current—Earth Walk!”

Bolts of lightning shot towards Arlong. The current, which was enough to instantly incapacitate Hachi, only made Arlong’s body shudder before he charged right through the electric net.

“Kid, I’m a sawshark fish-man! My body rivals the real sea kings themselves. Your little spark is just a tickle to me! Pathetic human, go to hell!”

Arlong grinned savagely, his gaping maw snapping down.

Shu Mingyuan’s eyes narrowed. His own body had transformed dramatically; Arlong was fast, but far from beyond his vision.

He dropped smoothly, bracing himself with one hand on the ground, dodging Arlong’s ferocious strike.

Arlong’s jaws clamped down on a stone pillar instead. The tremendous force of his bite shattered not only the pillar, but brought part of the building crashing down as well.

What terrifying teeth! What monstrous strength!

Arlong’s sudden eruption of power struck fear into everyone present. His might surpassed that of all other fish-men by far—he seemed more beast than flesh and blood.

“Brat, why dodge? Are you scared? This is the natural difference between lowly humans and the great fish-men!” Arlong sneered.

“So much talk. ‘Lowly human’? Who gave you the courage to call me that? Was it Liang Jingru?”

The boy’s legs flashed like lightning, and Arlong’s iron-hard body was kicked high into the air.

“Shadow Dance Leaf!”

With a low cry, Shu Mingyuan’s hand seals changed and his figure flickered—as if he’d teleported—appearing instantly beneath Arlong.

“What! What’s this brat up to now?” Arlong was aghast at Shu Mingyuan’s ghostlike movements.

“Boy, that level of attack is just a summer breeze to me!”

“Is that so?” Shu Mingyuan chuckled softly. He twisted his body midair, raised his right leg high, and swung it down like a steel whip.

His leg crashed into Arlong’s abdomen. With his current strength—374 points of physique, the force of 374 men erupted in an instant!

Arlong spat blood from his mouth. His body shot downward like a cannonball, and with a thunderous crash he smashed into the ground, leaving a massive crater four or five meters wide on the hard surface of Arlong Park.

To see such a ferocious Arlong utterly powerless against Shu Mingyuan left everyone dumbfounded once again.

Sanji helped Luffy out of the water just in time to witness Arlong being beaten down. Shock spread across his face.

This suddenly-appearing youth was unbelievably powerful!

“Cough… brat, you actually made me cough blood. You’re dead!”

Arlong crawled out of the pit, spitting blood. His expression twisted even more savagely.

“Heh, so what? I already said—you’re leaving your life here today.”

Shu Mingyuan smiled, completely unfazed by Arlong’s threats.

Arlong lunged again, this time wielding his iron-hard nose as a weapon.

“Ha—Shark On Darts?”

In the anime, Shu Mingyuan remembered this move vividly. The fish-man’s strength and power were displayed to the fullest, and the building behind him had been riddled with holes!

“Fire Release—Great Fireball Technique!”

A massive fireball, over twenty meters in diameter, materialized out of thin air. The scorching heat sent the nearby seawater hissing and steaming, a thick mist rising all around.

Shu Mingyuan’s abilities left the onlookers stunned. This man could wield both fire and lightning! If he possessed a Devil Fruit, how could one person have two completely different powers?

“Brat, this kind of fire does nothing to me!”

Arlong lunged straight through the flames, but on the other side, the man’s figure had already vanished.

“Shadow Dance Leaf!”

That cursed voice echoed again. Shu Mingyuan suddenly appeared above Arlong, and drove his fist down hard!

“Damn it!”

Arlong couldn’t dodge. He was struck again with a crunch of breaking bone—his teeth and jaw shattered by the blow.

“I’ve heard your teeth can regrow infinitely. Why not show me another set now?”

Shu Mingyuan smiled lightly, calm as a passing breeze.

He stood with hands behind his back, looking down at the wretched Arlong with tranquil eyes.

“Arlong, show me your full strength. Otherwise, you won’t have any chance at all.”

An uproar erupted among the crowd. This mysterious man, facing the so-called Overlord of the East Blue, was overwhelmingly dominant. No matter how Arlong responded, the man remained composed, unshaken.

“Brat, don’t get too arrogant!” Arlong roared. As a fish-man chosen by the heavens, being belittled by a mere human was a humiliation he’d never endured.

He charged at Shu Mingyuan, five droplets of water forming in his palm, which he flicked out like bullets.

Shu Mingyuan’s figure vanished in an instant, reappearing before Arlong to deliver a punch.

“This fist is for Fisher Tiger, who fought for liberation and freedom—while you kill for rage!”

“This fist is for the countless innocents who died in the twenty villages you conquered!”

“This fist is for the innocent little girl you used since childhood!”

“This fist…”

Shu Mingyuan’s assault was a raging storm. The man once known as the strongest in the East Blue was utterly overwhelmed.

“Brat! I’ve had enough of you!”

Arlong roared, firing off a punch that Shu Mingyuan blocked with both arms, the force sending him flying into the air.

Arlong smashed through a building, retrieved his massive saw-blade, and leaped onto the rooftop, slashing down at the falling figure.

In midair, Shu Mingyuan looked at the imposing fish-man atop the roof. He spread his right arm wide, and before everyone’s eyes, it grew massively in size.

“Arlong, have you ever heard of a technique called the Descending Palm from the Heavens?”

“Partial Multiplication—Super Push Palm!”