Before coming to regain the "limelight", Cavendish was mentally prepared for the strength that Maud had.

But now being shot like this by Maude was something he didn't expect at all.

This is very different from the script he expected!

Scenes like this, bridges like this......

It was supposed to be him who fought Maude hard and then won.

At that time, why not get covered in smudges?

But......

One shot,

Just one shot.

He hasn't even finished the beginning of the script, but his own image goes directly to the end of the script.

Cavendish suddenly collapsed.

The strange gaze from the surroundings made him feel like he was on pins and needles.

He didn't want to be the center of attention in that way.

"Damn!"

Cavendish was furious, losing the appetite for pre-battle rambling, and raised his arms in a graceful stabbing stance.

Deeply impressed by Maude's strength, Cavendish feared that his Mamafarulu would be injured, so he did not choose to fight with him.

"Mijian . Bluebird! ”

Cavendish's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he slammed under his feet, causing a circle of ripples of dust that rippled like jellyfish.

As the dust rippled, Cavendish's figure shot forward.

At the same time, the curved arm suddenly straightened at this moment, driving the tip of the famous sword Durandell to cut two cyan air currents in front of him, which opened to the left and right, like a pair of outstretched blue bird wings.

And where the tip of the sword was, it was the sharp pecking of the blue bird, which was as fast as the wind, and came to Maude in a blink of an eye.

Maude held Qiushui's knife handle with his left hand, lifted it up, and pulled out half of Qiushui's blade, which was accurately across the trajectory of the blue bird's peck.

Boom!

The edges that came with the bluebird all bombarded the body of the autumn water knife in front of Maude.

In that extremely short moment, the cyan edge suddenly converged into a point, and then centered on the body of the autumn water knife at the point where it stabbed down, turning into a cyan air flow and spilling out towards the surroundings.

The extremely resilient bubbles that seeped out of the ground and floated into the air around them were suddenly crushed by the spilled cyan airflow.

In the midst of the raging air, Maud was unmoved, and received the powerful stab as fast as the wind.

“……”

The beautiful sword and blue bird were so easily dissolved, and Cavendish couldn't help frowning.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Maude's left hand firmly holding the blade of the autumn water knife, and his right hand was raising the flintlock pistol with a texture as clear as white jade.

"Such a close distance, if only ......"

Thinking of the power of that shot just now, Cavendish decisively gave up the idea of connecting the attack.

"Bang Bang ——!"

Maud shot directly.

Buckshot shot smoke and shot at Cavendish in the face.

Cavendish tightened slightly, and as he stepped back a position away, he swung his sword and slashed at the oncoming lead bullets.

Sneering –

The sharp blade of the sword slashed through the lead bullet, and it was easy to split the lead bullet in two.

"Ordinary shooting ......"

Cavendish was a little surprised, and swung his sword in front of him to rain a dazzling curtain of knives, blocking the successive lead bullets.

Maud squinted at Cavendish's superb sword strikes, and kept pulling the trigger, exerting a sustained pressure on Cavendish.

In order to fend off Maud's barrage of bullets with just one gun, Cavendish had to retreat frequently, so as to pull enough space to cut through the incoming lead bullets.

In this way, Maud advances, and Cavendy retreats.

This scene fell to the eyes of onlookers, and it seemed that Cavendish was tragically suppressed by Maude.

"Cavendis's 'American Sword' was actually suppressed by a rifle-firing pistol!"

"With just one pistol, Cavendish will be defeated and retreated, this is the strength of 500 million......!"

"It's terrible, Maude's strength ......"

The onlookers looked at Maude with awe in their eyes.

"Guns and swords, Bacardi. Hammond! ”

A man with a frenzied glint in his eyes slowly took off his hat and said in a deep voice the surging admiration in his heart.

Hearing this pertinent comment, the nearby onlookers couldn't help but look at the man who had just taken off his hat.

In the man's shaggy hair, there were faint protrusions that looked slightly out of place.

Someone noticed this, and their eyes flashed slightly.

Immediately afterward, the man's gaze turned to Maude in the battle circle.

To be precise, he was looking at Maude's left hand that was pressed against the handle of the autumn knife.

"Holding the hilt of the knife but never coming out of the knife is like a time bomb, which can make the opponent feel the pressure at all times, so that the suppressive force of close-range shooting will be correspondingly stronger."

The man's eyes sparkled, and his tone was full of respect: "The gun and the knife are integrated, and they can be switched freely, so you don't have to hide the gun with the main knife, sometimes you can also hide the knife with the main gun, this ...... That's the horror of Usop Flow! ”

"It's you, Bacardi. Hammond! ”

At this point, the man's face turned slightly red, and he looked very excited.

"Brother, are you also ......?"

The pirate who couldn't help but take off his hat as a sign of respect came to his side and looked at the man with an excited expression.

The man nodded solemnly at the man in the hat.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then each smiled.

Inside the field.

Although Cavendish was crushed and retreated, with his superb sword strike, he was stunned to keep all the lead bullets out of the knife curtain.

"This bastard's gun ......"

Cavendis's eyes widened.

He wanted to wait for Maud to run out of bullets before regrouping the offensive, but Maude had no intention of stopping, and fired nearly 100 rounds of lead bullets in just one minute, without reloading at all halfway.

"Forget it, I'm already used to the speed of the bullet anyway, and after that, as long as I can find a gap......"

Cavendish swung his sword as a gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing that Cavendish was becoming more and more skillful in blocking bullets, Maud stopped playing, and interspersed a lead bullet with an armed color interspersed in the burst of shots.

"Huh?"

Cavendish sensed that something was wrong.

However, when he reacted, the famous sword in his hand had already slashed at the flying weapon-colored lead bullet.

Suddenly, a familiar and powerful impact slammed into the sword.

“！！！”

Cavendis's face changed, and he was once again shaken back by the impact of the gun-colored shot.

Glimps.

Maud's shadow flew close to the ground, chasing Cavendish after him.

At the same time, Maude touched her toes to the ground and made a silent step, and her figure disappeared into the breeze in an instant.

The moment Cavendish stopped, Maud appeared behind Cavendis, the flintlock pistol in his right hand had turned into a stoat knife, and his left hand had already pulled out the autumn water.

When the two swords converged and were about to fall, Cavendish seemed to have expected it, and turned around and swung his sword at Maud first.

"Mijian . Round table! ”

The Western sword slashed in mid-air with a round, semi-circular sword that enveloped Maude's neck.

Got it!

Cavendish thought for a moment.

However, Maud vanished into thin air.

The semi-circular sword light landed in the air.

"Huh?"

Cavendish was taken aback.

Maud switched places with the shadow who had just been in front of Cavendis.

The moment Cavendish took the lead in counterattacking, he once again went around behind Cavendish with such ability and skill.

Without any stagnation, Maud slashed out with two knives.

Cavendish was suddenly blessed with a heart, and he didn't retract his momentum, allowing the semi-circular sword to continue to slash to the side in a clockwise motion.

Boom!

In a hurry, his sword circled and narrowly resisted Maude's double slash.

But......

The overwhelming force transmitted from the sword body shook his body.

"Poof!"

Cavendish vomited blood, bent his knees, and almost fell to his knees, confused.

Around.

Onlookers would have imagined that the situation would change in such a light and flint.

Is Cavendish going to be finished......

That's what they thought.