A day ago, the desert oasis Yuba. There was a big battle between Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Akin and Portman. Portman is a member of CP9. He would only use one of the six forms, the iron block. Because of this, he perfected the iron training.

In this year's CP9, only he and Carter moved in the state of iron, Carter was due to his fruit ability - the bonus of the steel fruit, and he was trained by himself.

Although Portman only learned the iron block of the six formulas. But this level completely suppressed Ah Jin. Even if Ah Jin's body has expanded again.

It was almost impossible for Akin to hit Portman, and even if he did, he couldn't do any effective damage.

As for Portman, he can easily hit Arkin, but he also struggles to deal any effective damage to Akin. Ah Jin's huge size brings super defense.

The two sides spent so much until midnight. At this time, Yuba's town was destroyed by the two. Fortunately, Yuba's city guards were all integrated into the rebels, and the rest of the inhabitants fled to the outskirts of the city for refuge.

"What the hell do you have to win!" Ah Jin snorted a little impatiently. He had been here for most of the day, and his only result was to hold back an enemy.

"You can't win. Portman heard Akin's words. "I've been studying iron for more than ten years, and your attacks are useless!"

The two were at a stalemate for a night.

The next morning, a ray of vision tore through the darkness and found Ah Jin. Although it is very mysterious, Ah Jin does feel something.

He instantly reduced himself to the size of Portman.

"This stick, I want your life!" Ah Jin roared angrily and swung his stick down.

Portman had experienced this kind of thing countless times in this half-day night. So he didn't have any defense. He even ignored the fact that the stick in Ah Jin's hand was not reflected at all in the early morning when the red sun was shining.

With Ah Jin's stick down, Portman couldn't move anymore. His head was knocked into the neck by Ah Jin's gang, like a turtle.

Panting, Ah Jin recovered his monkey body and sat down on the ground. The high-intensity fighting of half a day and a night really exhausted him.

Ah Jin held the stick and looked at the morning glow in the sky, and breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm so hungry, I want to eat......"

Perhaps the heavens heard Akin's request, and soon the residents of Yuba who had taken refuge in the city arrived with food and weapons. They knew the battle was over when they saw the giant in the sky disappear.

The idea of the civilians is very simple, if Akin wins, he will take comfort, and if Portman wins, he will desperately drag him down.

After a full meal, Akin hired a bold boy to take him to Albana. If nothing else, they'll be there tonight.

Just as the sun rose in the early morning and the battle on Akin's side ended, the two battles on the banks of the Santo River had just begun.

Shark-man Schalke faces his compatriot, crocodile fish-man Crock. Both are excellent fish-man fighters who use Fishman Karate, and Crocker is stronger than Schalke, who needs to rely on his physical fitness to fight against water, but he can defend with iron.

Iron can be said to be the easiest move to master among the six styles. After all, this trick is specifically designed for taking beatings - under normal circumstances, the body cannot move after using an iron block.

The two fish-men were churning in the Santo River, and even the Sandora catfish, which was the most ferocious in the Santo River and liked to eat human flesh, did not dare to approach the battlefield of the two.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, you've gotten a lot stronger, Schalke. "The fight was really Crocker's upper hand. He still has extra energy to speak.

"It seems that the past few years of training in Mary Joya have been very effective. But it's still too weak!" Crocker felt bored. He flicked his tail as he staggered with Schalke, whipping him away.

"It looks like I have one more tail than you, but in fact, this tail represents life and death!hahahaha!" Crocker laughed maniacally. "I'm curious to see what the old lady Mary Joy's face will be when she sees you again!"

Schalke floated up from the water. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was both hideous and painful. "Why? Crocker, you're a fishman too, why do you sell your own people!"

Crocker looked at the rising sun in the sky and pursed his lips disdainfully. "I don't need that kind of stuff like that. When you see the prosperity and beauty of the human world, and the power in your hands, you will also abandon the useless things of your compatriots. ”

Schalke wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed towards Crocker again. "A bastard like you doesn't deserve to live!"

"But it's always a naïve fool like you who really dies!" Crocker sneered at Schalke.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves roaring sounded, and the rebels arrived.

"Hey, Mr. Schalke, do you need help?" Doto waved his hand, and tens of thousands of rebels stopped.

"No, and neither does Reilly. Schalke rejected Doto's kindness, and he also helped Reilly refuse by the way, "Go to the royal capital quickly, we have obtained information that the king is going to be infamous, and he wants to end the war at the cost of this." ”

Doto's face changed dramatically when he heard this. He never imagined that it would be him who would eventually cause the king to compromise, he originally wanted to save the king!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Schalke, I'm going to the royal capital in a hurry!" he led the rebels and rode into the Santo River. The king cares, he can't take care of those cannibalistic St. Dora catfish!

Crocker surprisingly didn't take advantage of the situation, and he watched quietly in front of Schalke as the rebels passed. Inexplicably, he remembered Fish-Man Island, where he was born and raised.

"Why don't you do it?" Schalke asked, looking at Crock.

"It's going to be a bit hard to deal with you, and if you mess with those rebels, you might capsize in the gutter. Crocker said with a smile.

"It's time to give you a break when the old days are over. Crocker spun his neck and jumped out of the water.

"Shaved" Crock's figure instantly appeared next to Schalke, knocking him out of the water with a punch and flying to land.

"Moonwalk" Crocker caught up with Schalke in mid-air, and before he could adjust his body, he clenched his hands and smashed him to the ground.

"Shaved" Crocker reappeared in front of Schalke, with his webbed right paw into a claw, he opened his "finger grab", and he gave Schalke a hard blow again.

However, his right hand was grabbed by Schalke. "At Mary Joy, I learned a lot, such as enduring serious injuries and working hard!"

"Three thousand watts!" Schalke punched Crocker in the lower abdomen, sending him flying. "Fish-people should obediently practice fish-man karate. ”

Schalke, who was lying on the ground, looked at the rising sun on the horizon and pulled out a smile with great effort. He couldn't move anymore.

"Hey, hey, hey, fish-man karate, what's the point of this kind of wasted move. A nightmarish voice rang out again. It's Crocker

He struggled to his feet from the ground, "I could have sent you to Mary Joya more than a decade ago, and I still can!" Crocker said in a rough manner.

With the support of his tail, he limped towards Schalke. Schalke's last-ditch blow had a big impact on him.

"But I'm not going to do that again. I changed my mind Schalke. Farewell!"

Once again, Crocker stabbed Schalke who was lying on the ground.

Schalke's face was so calm that he was facing death, as if he was facing a very ordinary matter. He didn't even look at Crocker beside him.

"Today's sunrise is so beautiful!"

"Yes, the morning sun is indeed very beautiful today, and the morning glow is also very beautiful. Reilly's voice rang in Schalke's ears, and Schalke looked over suspiciously.

Crocker lay beside him with a hideous face, and Reilly, covered in blood, was still more than ten meters away.

"Here you are, Reilly. Schalke smiled. Because Reilly saved his life, "It's good to be alive." ”

Reilly walked over slowly, handing the hilt of his sword to Schalke. "How about it? Do you want to do it yourself?"

Schalke shook his head and said, "Excuse me, Reilly." ”

Reilly smiled, and with a sword in his hand, he ended Crocker's sinful life.

"By the way, Reilly, how did you save me when you were so far away from me?"

"Ah, I guess it's because I care about my companions that I moved the heavens. Reilly walked to the other side of Schalke and lay down on the ground side by side with him, looking at the beautiful morning sky.

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