One Piece: Opening Fusion Ant King Template

[Host: Morin

] [Template: Meruem (11%)

] [Physique: 450/900

] (Human Form/Ant King Form) [Spirit: 390/780] (The average value of ordinary people is

10) [Ability: Absorb Devil Fruit, Super Learning

] [King's Guard: 0

] [Soldier Ant: 10

] [Corps Commander: 1] [

Division Commander

: 0] [New Template: 0

] [Combat Strength Assessment: Brigadier General/Major General]

The template fusion ratio is related to strength enhancement, but it is not completely related.

The age of the host, the current physical condition, and the degree of diligence in exercise will affect the ultimate combat effectiveness.

Now Morin is eight years old, according to the comparison of growth between humans and chimeric ants, at most a juvenile, although the Meruam template gives Morin power according to its full body form.

But how much of the juvenile body can exert the power of the complete body?

A small part, so the progress bar of the Morin Ant King template has been advanced by more than three times, and its combat effectiveness has only been increased by two times.

However, it is this double combat power that gives Morin the ability to talk to the current Mihawk on an equal footing.

The ability to super-learn appears when the template progress bar advances to 10%.

A very powerful ability, Morin can quickly master a technique and knowledge that he has never been exposed to.

And you can perfectly show it according to your own situation.

In the hunter world, Meluem's learning ability has been reflected, no matter what, it is not forgotten, and after mastering its laws, he can quickly defeat the other party in the same way

, or use his own advantages to find the other party's weaknesses, so as to defeat it, even if the other party has reached the peak in a certain aspect.

It seems that he has not completely lost except for giving up everything and fighting for his life from birth to now to help Meluam awaken his humanity.

Meluem's learning ability seems to be a computer that tells the operation and is super powerful, extremely strong.

Pushing away the turtle prime minister, Morin didn't know when a knife appeared in his hand, completely replicating Mihawk's jutsu technique.

With an explosion that is not inferior to Mihawk, the strength and speed collide with the knife and Hawkeye.

After a short contact, the knife in Morin's hand was cut off unexpectedly.

But Mihawk did not choose to continue the attack, but looked at Morin with a surprised expression.

Through the brief exchange just now, he knew that the little ghost in front of him was a monster.

Although he is not his opponent, his strength, speed, and explosiveness are far beyond ordinary people.

There was also the jiujitsu that flashed just now, almost carved out of a mold with himself.

This imp is a monster out of the ordinary.

Was it cut off? Yes, it would be strange not to be cut off.

"After just observing for such a short time, how can you perfectly learn the ability of others to exercise for many years!"

Morin looked at the broken knife in his hand and felt the 'touch' that Mihawk felt when he cut the knife.

In a trance, he was able to sense breathing....

Everything around them seems to come to life, and dead things begin to come to life.

Morin had a feeling that he could 'kill' these dead things, easily destroying their integrity.

Even steel is no exception, at the same time, he can be like touching others, even if he uses a knife, an extremely sharp knife, he can touch the other party without letting him suffer any harm.

This is a very wonderful feeling, and the specific feeling Morin cannot describe.

But what is certain is that at this moment, Mo Lin comprehended the meaning of slashing iron, and leapt from a novice who had never dabbled in swordsmanship to a sword master.

But this is also thanks to Mihawk's battle with the tall chimeric ant, the peak of skill, and the wild instinct, so that Morin can quickly step on the shoulders of the two and directly cross the long road of skill.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you only need to take a step further up, and mastering the breath of all things becomes natural.

"It's kind of interesting, your knife is good!"

Morin looked at Mihawk's black knife, thinking that this knife was the one he had been using since he became the world's number one swordsman.

But Mo Lin, who had just felt the breath of all things, could clearly perceive that the knife was just a weapon of good quality, comparable to the level of a good fast knife at most.

The black sword body is just because of the particularity of the material, and it has nothing to do with the tempering of the armed color domineering and the overlord color domineering.

"You're also very good, but I can tell you that the one who cut off your weapon has nothing to do with the knife."

"Top calligraphy masters, even with the most ordinary pen, can still write a good character."

Mihawk pursues the ultimate in swordsmanship, and in the face of geniuses who may help him go further in the future, but have not yet grown, he is willing to devote part of his energy to guiding the other party.

Even though he had not stood on the top of the mountain at this time, he always firmly believed that the peak of the level of swordsmanship must have a place for him.

The scenery on the top of the mountain is beautiful, but it is also lonely, and Mihawk hopes that someday in the future, someone will pan with him.

At the same time, I also understand a little why that tall two-swordsman was put in chains.

Just because he met the people he shouldn't have met when he was the most upward.

Mihawk did not know the relationship between Morin and the chimeric ants, and he could only make the most reasonable guesses based on what he saw and saw.

Class? In the eyes of people like him, class is a joke.

At this moment, Mihawk transferred the mark called 'Prey' from the tall two-bladed swordsman to Morin.

Lying on the ground, the tall man with blood on his chest chimerized in the direction of Ant Mihawk and Morin, and the ambition that appeared in his eyes dissipated.

The cracks that appeared on the shackles were also repaired in an instant, and he knew that the value of his life was only obedience.

Invisibly, the shackles of class were not only renewed, but he himself also put a new shackle on himself.

"I agree with you, just learned a little new thing, try it?"

Morin pointed at Mihawk with a broken knife.

"Something new? I hope you don't waste your talent on useless..." Before

Mihawk finished speaking, the corners of Morin's mouth rose slightly, and he slashed in Mihawk's direction.

A flying slash went straight to Mihawk.

"Flying slash? I've overestimated your talent as much as I can, but I didn't expect to underestimate it. "

The sword master from the great voyage, Jorakor Mihawk, who is destined to become the world's number one sword master in the future, young man, report your name!"

Mihawk casually dispersed the flying slash, his eyes were excited and surprised, and he shouted at Morin.

"Morin!"

Without adopting the other party's format, he pronounced his name in a calm tone, and at this time, another battlefield was nearing its end.

The sand lan in the hands of Crokdahl, who was restrained by countless threads, had condensed and formed, just as it was ready to be released.

"It's really terrifying, this is Rogue Town, I won't allow you to mess around here~" The

dazzling yellow light gradually gathered, and with the appearance of an untuned voice, a figure stood in front of Crokdal.

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