Meanwhile, on Chopper's side, he initially managed to put up a strong fight using his Rumble Ball, shifting through various forms to catch Wapol off guard.
At one moment, he used Guard Point to tank attacks, then switched to Arm Point to unleash overwhelming strength, followed by Horn Point for a fierce charge.
Chopper had Wapol in a miserable state, but the enemy quickly adapted to his attack patterns.
After swallowing a massive amount of snow, Wapol fully recovered as if nothing had happened.
Now, the tables had turned.
Chopper, unable to dodge in time, took a direct hit to the head from one of Wapol's cannon shots.
He was blasted away, crashing hard against the wall near the entrance.
Inside, Vir grew anxious at the sight.
Chopper was about to reach his limit.
At this moment, Sanji's treatment was nearly complete.
The bruises on his back had faded, and his internal injuries had mostly healed.
But his face… to be honest, Vir didn't dare to look.
He gave Sanji a firm slap on the back, signaling that the treatment was finished.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have acquired the ability: Physical Enhancement!]
What? Just physical enhancement?
This steal was weak! Vir wanted Sanji's kicking techniques.
Having raw physical fitness was useless if he didn't know how to utilize it!
Right now, he already had Chopper's leg enhancements.
His plan was to combine them with Sanji's kick techniques to dominate the battlefield.
But now, all he got was physical enhancement.
No way! This won't do!
Chopper was already on the brink of defeat, and Sanji alone wasn't enough to take down Wapol.
He needed to give Sanji one more mental breakdown!
Maybe he'd get another reward!
This was his only shot!
With this thought, Vir began looking around for something.
Meanwhile, Sanji—already green in the face from vomiting—was suffering from a severe case of psychological damage.
He had already thrown up everything in his stomach and now looked incredibly weak.
But he knew this wasn't the time to rest.
He reached for his back and found that it didn't hurt at all!
Sanji immediately got up, ready to assist Chopper.
But just then, Vir pulled out a mirror and held it up to Sanji's face.
Sanji stood frozen in place, staring at his reflection in sheer disbelief.
Sanji let out a blood-curdling scream.
Everyone turned to look at him.
And the moment they did, their expressions twisted in sheer horror.
One eye was larger than the other, and they were misaligned.
His nose was sticking out at an unnatural angle, nostrils flaring forward.
His mouth was so wide that every single tooth was visible—more exaggerated than even Wapol's buck teeth.
His jaw was absurdly large and square-shaped, giving his entire face an unsettlingly grotesque appearance.
If he stepped outside looking , he'd disgust Wapol so much that the villain might not even be able to speak.
But as Sanji took in this monstrous visage, his heart plummeted into an abyss of despair.
His already twisted facial features contorted even further in anguish.
He could easily make children cry just by looking at them.
At that moment, one thought dominated his mind—it's over.
His future as a ladies' man? Gone.
Nami-san's expression said it all.
His days of flirting were finished.
His very reason for living had been crushed.
Even his cooking… no one would ever want to eat food made by someone with a face .
Looking at his reflection, even he lost his appetite—let alone anyone else.
"Aaaahhh!!! I don't want to live anymore! Just let me die!!!"
Sanji collapsed to his knees, as if he had just been hit by Perona's Negative Ghost, drowning in complete despair.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have gained 1,000 Negative Points!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have acquired the Black Leg Style!]
The system's voice chimed in.
The kicking techniques were finally his!
Vir's efforts to completely crush Sanji's mental state had paid off.
If he could push someone into despair twice, he could actually steal two abilities from them.
And luckily, he had just scored Sanji's legendary kicking skills.
As the knowledge and mastery of the Black Leg Style flooded his mind, Vir could feel his power skyrocketing.
Wapol? That clown is nothing now.
"Sanji! Get up! Chopper's about to be killed!"
Luffy shouted anxiously. He wanted to rush in himself, but he couldn't move.
All he could do was keep calling out to Sanji.
Chopper truly couldn't hold on anymore.
The little reindeer lay on the ground, gasping for air, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Vir couldn't hesitate any longer—his little apprentice had held out long enough!
Without wasting a second, he charged forward.
But seeing this, Luffy and the others were completely stunned.
A doctor running into the battlefield?
Shouldn't he be focused on waking Sanji up instead?!
"Hey, Doc! What are you doing?! Are you trying to get yourself killed? If that's the case, just let me do it instead!" Luffy shouted in frustration.
Nami chimed in, "Yeah! You'll just get in the way! Don't go over there! Sanji's almost ready!"
Even Doctor Kureha looked worried.
This guy was being reckless.
Rushing in wasn't a rescue.
But despite her thoughts, she still felt a bit touched.
Vir's actions showed just how much he cared about Chopper.
And in her eyes, that was proof of a true mentor.
But Vir ignored all their protests.
Because Chopper was about to be crushed.
Wapol was towering over him, holding a massive hammer made from the castle walls.
He had just devoured part of the structure and used his Baku Baku no Mi to transform it into a colossal weapon.
It was three times the size of a standard kitchen stove.
And he was swinging it down with full force—intending to end Chopper in one blow.
"Muhahaha! You freak of nature! DIE!!!"
Wapol leaped into the air and brought the Thunder Crescent Smash crashing down!
Chopper, now back in his smallest Brain Point form, squeezed his eyes shut.
Master… I haven't even finished learning from you yet. Am I really going to die here?
At the brink of death, that was the only thought that crossed his mind.
Hesitantly, he opened his eyes.
A tall figure stood in front of him.
That enormous hammer had been stopped mid-air—held back by a single foot.
Against the sheer size of the weapon, Vir's silhouette looked small.
But no matter how hard Wapol pressed down, the hammer refused to move an inch.
Luffy, Nami, and Kureha—all of them—were wide-eyed in complete shock.
"What the hell is happening?!" Nami screamed in disbelief.
"He—he's just a doctor! How?! How does he have that much strength?! That hammer is HUGE!"
Even Luffy—who rarely got surprised—was utterly stunned.
He had always thought Vir was just some frail doctor.
Now, Vir's power had shattered that perception.
Even Kureha couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Was this guy really that strong?
Hands in his pockets, using only his leg, Vir turned slightly to face Chopper.
"Watch closely, Chopper. A doctor who only knows how to heal isn't a real doctor."
"Some diseases… can only be cured with fists and kicks."