"Got you, little mouse!"
Chen Ping roared, his body swelling as if inflated.
His muscles bulged, and with a tearing, twisting, and ripping motion, he grabbed the man's wrist.
*Crack...*
The straw-hat man's entire right arm was ripped off at the shoulder and neck.
With the force of the tear, Chen Ping lunged forward, using his shoulder as a hammer, his feet like a bow and arrow, slamming into the straw-hat man's waist with a muffled thud.
He had been attacked with swords, stabbed both in the brow and chest, forced to hide like a mouse in a cave, brimming with pent-up anger.
He possessed immense strength, yet he couldn't use it.
His opponent's swordsmanship was incredibly fast, even a shadow was invisible, and his movements were equally swift, making escape difficult.
Now, seizing t
