Save the world from Luffy

Chapter 344 Offensive and defensive swap
The appetite, the longing, the deepest longing of the heart.

Gourmet cells are the core power of the captive world of gourmet food. Although they are ordinary at first sight, they are germinated seeds with thousands of possibilities.

It can erase the unique atmosphere of creations imprinted with the atmosphere of different worlds and turn them into the matrix of universal items. When Luffy bought the food cells, he erased the atmosphere of the captive world from the food. After being eaten by Sanji , the gourmet cells in his body are legal citizens who smuggled into this world and obtained immigration documents.

One Piece World does not have the 'Technology Tree' about the evolution and growth of gourmet cells. When Sanji got it, it was a blank shell.

Without the shackles of the 'Technology Tree', everything painted on this white paper can only be painted and colored by Sanji himself.

Only the most basic principles will not change.

Appetite, desire, the deepest desire in the heart, this is the most fundamental force that breeds your own gourmet devil.

In Sanji's heart, what is the most longing for?
There is no doubt about this.

But at the same time, as a chef, he longed to be able to satisfy the appetite of his two partners with almost bottomless appetites.

Before he left Fishman Island and met the giant chef, Sanji had already made up his mind that he must feed Luffy, and Zoro by the way, to make the guests full. As a chef, he absolutely wanted to eat. wish fulfilled.

A strong body can support long-term production, which is the foundation of filling the gluttonous mouth.

But if you can't quickly fill Luffy's stomach quickly, the longer the time drags on, the terrible digestion ability will really wear down all his energy as a chef.

In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbeatable, and the same is true for cooking skills.

As long as I cook it faster than you can eat it, it won't kill you bastard.

With the world BUFF that the hotter the fire is, the faster the cooking is done. This gourmet devil born into flames is a stove and kitchen utensils for cooking that Sanji cultivated.

When the gourmet demon born based on appetite, longing, and longing fused with those hands, the second attribute Sanji needed was triggered.

Speed, the speed of food production that even a big eater can't kill in an instant.

Using flames as pots, hands as shovels and knives, discarding any burden that would hinder the speed of cooking, Sanji himself is a complete cooking table.

"Can you predict the future?"

"However, there is no need for chefs to hide the sequence of cooking steps, but this is not something that can be done with hands. What we pay attention to is technology, control of the heat, and the connection of steps."

"Even if you saw it, so what?"

"Let's lie on the chopping board, glutinous rice, you will make an excellent rice cake dish."

Instinctive cooking steps have exceeded Sanji’s own reaction speed, all relying on the instinctive reflex and memory of the body, cutting into pieces, beating, kneading and shaping, Sanji, who was immersed in the cooking, even closed his eyes and used The instinctive perception combined with the keen sense of smell and touch unconsciously carried out the process that was repeated thousands of times.

Pain, heat, these two feelings that have not been experienced for a long time hit at this moment like a flash flood, or a dam burst, and the "regrets" accumulated before are surging out of the brain at this moment.

Katakuri was blind at this moment, his eyes could not see the fragment of the future.

Jianwensebaqi collects every trace of action in the surrounding environment, and then deduces and predicts what will happen in the next second, or even the next second. However, when faced with a person who abandons subjective control, acts entirely on instinct, and frees up thinking enemy.

(In the original Sky Island Chapter, the setting when Luffy VS Enel, the instinct of empty thinking to attack knowledge and knowledge has no effect on it, at least there is great restraint)

The foreseeable future, which was used as a powerful arm, closed his eyes at this moment, and was replaced by an unknown darkness.

The domineering black armed color hinders the cutting of the burning hand knife. Although the future cannot be seen, the agility brought by the extremely keen knowledge color allows the body to pass the step of beating, and the consciously deformed body avoids the grasp of reaching out and kneading grip.

Katakuri dodged extremely hard, the sudden burst of speed made him frantically parry.

In terms of speed alone, he is completely capable. His agility and softness are several times, dozens of times stronger than that of a naval powerhouse who is proficient in paper painting. Steps, the subsequent movements that followed perfectly connected him so that he had to use his body to resist the subsequent moves.

His hands turned into thousands of phantoms, and the burning God of Cooking indulged in the pleasure of cooking food, but a hint of anger arose.

"Why are you hiding! Nuomi!"

Sanji opened his closed eyes, and the eyes lit by the flames were full of questioning.

"Let me make you golden and fragrant, isn't it good?"

"Or is my technique of beating rice cakes still a bit unsatisfactory?"

Katakuri's sudden change of move shocked Katakuri, a trace of remorse appeared on his face. He had just seen the visible future, but because he had just gotten used to high-intensity dodging, he missed the opportunity to leave and adjust his plan for this battle. Chance.

"I caught you."

An excited smile appeared on his face, and Sanji put his fiery hands on Katakuri's shoulders.

"My supreme way, enjoy the beating from hell chef, glutinous rice."

Thousands of fist shadows protruding from the flames roared towards Katakuri, their speed, strength, and direction were all prepared for beating a perfect rice cake.

In the eyes of outsiders, this frozen movement in mid-air is actually a frozen afterimage of continuous rapid fist shadows, and 36 flaming hands stretched out for the beating enveloped Katakuri's body without any dead ends.

Demon Fire is also armed and domineering, even though the special natural system allows him to elementalize, but this iron fist really hit his body.

Visible to the naked eye, the human-shaped glutinous rice, or the glutinous rice man, began to approach the oblate state under hundreds of hammerings per second.

"not enough!"

The so-called shoulders were gone, and Sanji, who had freed his hands, gritted his teeth, and joined the beating battlefield with his own fists. The flushed skin evaporated the water in his body, and the bulging muscles became tighter at this time , you can see the muscle fibers that are constantly tensing and relaxing.

"You will be a top-notch rice cake dish that radiates golden light and makes everyone's mouth water, I promise, in the name of my chef Sanji."

"I promise."

The grinning laughter from the devil from hell rang out, and the gourmet devil with bursting flames couldn't help but cheered with extreme joy.

"enough!"

An extremely suppressed roar sounded.

"I'm going to kill you! In the cruelest way!"

Like a black thunder, the violent and domineering arrogance blooms at this moment, the extremely condensed and powerful willpower directly interferes with reality, and the invisible aura that is invisible to the naked eye but also visible expands in the glutinous rice balls beaten by thousands of fist shadows break out.

The air with a radius of hundreds of meters was pushed away, and a round hemispherical pit was formed on the ground affected by the spherical air field.

The beating process was interrupted, and the rice cake ball in the center wriggled and expanded crazily at this moment, and then a hideous figure appeared.

"Flowing glutinous balls!"

Slapping the ground with the right hand, the power of the fruit assimilates the world in all directions, and the awakened power of the Nuo Nuo fruit turns this space into Katakuri's home field.

"Go to hell! Sanji!"

Two donut-shaped rice cakes appeared on the left and right of Sanji, and the two domineering giant hands painted with armed colors joined forces. In this glutinous rice-like space, Katakuri's moves did not move forward.

The giant hand that arrived instantly did not give people the slightest time to react. The gourmet demon had just opened his hands before the slap came.

The familiar square boxing strikes from the front, and it is a monster rice cake that is better than the horned rice cake that just threw Sanji into the bottom of the sea with one punch.

There was an overwhelmed light sound from the sternum, and he was knocked down from mid-air by a punch. Before he touched the ground, he caught a glimpse of a figure bursting out from the corner of his eye.

The arm was transformed into rice cakes and swelled, and transformed into a mace-like form, covered with thick ink-like armed domineering, and the super-high-speed rotation brought a piercing howl of wind, which was the most powerful final blow.

Now is his rhythm.

"Chop! Cut the rice cake!"

(End of this chapter)