Sanji's eyes widened, and he watched Yang Ming drinking black tea in a dashing manner, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"Ha~"

Yang Ming exhaled with satisfaction, this cup of black tea that Xia Qi had just brewed, the tea was the best for the local nobles to supply to the Tianlong people, the taste was pure and thick, and it would not be easy to make people crooked, the fragrance was just right, and it was the most refreshing to drink it while it was hot.

Yang Ming wiped his mouth for a long time before he had time to answer Sanji.

"Oh, I'm just a little thirsty. ”

Sanji: "......"

Sanji never thought that Yang Ming would easily dodge his attack just now, and even take out a cup of black tea to drink, just not taking him seriously!

Sanji gritted his teeth, and his face suddenly sank.

"Bastard, that's your reason?"

"You're fighting me!"

"Be calm, be calm!" Yang Ming put down the teacup and waved his hand at Sanji, "Look at you frizzy, fighting is the same as cooking, you must be calm and elegant." ”

Yang Ming spoke one by one, which simply shocked everyone's eyes.

Calm your sister, elegant your uncle!

Sanji stomped his foot heavily, and the man burst out like a cannonball, rushing forward as fast as lightning.

This time, Sanji decided that he must beat Yang Ming and let him know why the flowers are so red!

But who knows!

Facing Sanji's attack, Yang Ming showed a smile rather than a smile for a long time.

Then, the Flying Thunder God Technique was activated, and Yang Ming disappeared in place in an instant.

"Coming back?"

Sanji had a heart in his heart this time, and immediately retracted his legs when he saw this.

It's a pity that this time the situation was once again beyond Sanji's expectations, allowing him to see that the endless road in the world is Master Yang Ming's routine!

Shout!

A slight sound of breaking wind sounded, and Yang Ming's figure suddenly appeared behind Sanji, and he was half-squatting on the ground.

The system rewarded Yang Ming's Flying Thunder God as the most complete ninjutsu, and when Sanji attacked before, Yang Ming left a Flying Thunder God spell behind Sanji.

At this time, Yang Ming followed this technique and easily came behind Sanji.

When Naruto saw the seal on Yang Ming's hands, his face suddenly became strange, and his eyes couldn't help but recall bad memories.

I think Kakashi seemed to use this trick to teach him to be a new man, right?

Yang Ming half-squatted on the ground, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the others, and gently sent his hand forward.

"Thousand! year! kill!"

When Yang Ming's fingers were inserted forward, Sanji's face changed suddenly, first with a heart-rending pain, then with an indescribable shyness, and finally with annoyance!

"Ah!!!h

Sanji didn't know whether to let out a cry of joy or pain, and the whole person was not good, like an arrow off the string bounced up quickly.

"This young man ......" Hades King Reilly was embarrassed for a while, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Really, I don't know how to evaluate ......"

Seeing this, Luffy's neck shrank, and he was extremely happy in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, my opponent just now was not Yang Ming, otherwise it would be as miserable as Sanji!"

Thinking of Sanji's tragic experience, even if Luffy has the characteristics of a rubber man, he can't help but tighten his lower body, and he feels extremely uncomfortable.

As a party, Sanji was hit a hundred times harder, and at this time, he covered his buttocks, and tears of pain were about to come out.

Sanji stared at Yang Ming viciously, his gaze as sharp as a beast, like two sharp blades plunging straight into it.

If the eyes could kill, Yang Ming didn't know how many times he had died at this time.

"Bastard, that's what you said, fighting has to be as calm and graceful as cooking?"

"You're kidding me, aren't you?"

"It seems that ......" the corners of Yang Ming's mouth curled, and a demonic smile appeared in Sanji's eyes, "You haven't been taught a lesson yet!"

Before the last word fell, Yang Ming used the Flying Thunder God to disappear in place, and the last word appeared behind Sanji.

"Coming back?"

Sanji stiffened, goosebumps all over his body, but the speed of the Flying Thunder God's technique was extremely fast, and it could instantly make people reach the location of the magic mark through the distance of space, and only with a near-sonic speed could it be possible to resist Yang Ming's attack.

It's a pity that Sanji today is not the same as he was a few years later, although he is fast, and he is still a long way from the speed of sound.

Therefore, Sanji just took a kick and wanted to dodge it, when Yang Ming's attack came again!

With a snort, Yang Ming's thousand-year kill undoubtedly hit the target.

"Hmm......"

This time, the familiar heart-rending pain came again, Sanji snorted, gritted a tooth alive, and then the whole person was knocked out again.

"It's miserable!"

Seeing this, Naruto felt empathy, only to feel a faint pain in his lower body.

Only if you have personally experienced this thousand-year-old kill created by Kakashi will you know what a sullen soul you are pretending to be under Kakashi's skin.

Since that time, Naruto didn't dare to provoke Kakashi, lest Kakashi be unhappy and reward him with a thousand years of killing, it was really indescribable sadness, worse than egg pain.

Just now, Naruto looked at Sanji's still stiff mouth, and he vaguely guessed the ending in his heart, and at this time, he could only sigh to him.

"What's the problem?"

Sanji got up from the ground tremblingly, his legs trembling, and even if he stood up, it seemed as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

"Mixed ......"

Sanji just wanted to scold, but suddenly saw Yang Ming show an expression that seemed to be smiling again, and his face was suddenly frightened.

"Wait, what do you want to do!"

When he saw Yang Ming disappear in place with the Flying Thunder God again, Sanji's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't care about the trembling of his legs, and ran towards the distance in embarrassment, hoping to escape the catastrophe!

It's really a Tucson look!

Pretend to be like the wind, always accompany me!

No matter how far Sanji runs, Yang Ming can appear behind Sanji anytime and anywhere with the technique of staying behind Sanji.

"Thousand! year! kill!"

Another blow was a must, and Sanji let out a miserable wail again.

Yang Ming looked at Sanji, who was haunted by pain and had a blue face and white lips, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Will you surrender?"

Sanji's neck was horizontal, "I'd rather die than surrender!"

"Thousand! year! kill!"

"Ah!!h

When he got to the back, Yang Ming just made a thousand-year-old killing action, and Sanji seemed to see the most terrifying thing in the world, and he could no longer bear the pain in his body, and his eyes suddenly went black, and he fainted instantly.

Looking at the fallen Sanji, Yang Ming couldn't help but shake his head.

"Why be so stubborn?"