Rumble!

With a deafening explosion, in mid-air, two staggered figures separated, each landing at either end of the already dilapidated training ground.

"Ahem......"

Bista was ragged and scarred, he gasped heavily, looked at Xia Nuo, who was almost unharmed opposite, and laughed at himself helplessly:

"Really...... It's miserable to be suppressed......"

After standing up with the support of his twin swords and wiping away the blood that had spilled from the corners of his mouth, Bista shook his head, and soon smiled again, grinning at Xia Nuo:

"Be careful, I'm going to make one last stand!"

"Hmm."

Xia Nuo nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

At the end of the simple conversation, Bista re-grasped the two swords, he squinted at Xia Nuo, and slowly raised the blade at the same time, his whole human temperament suddenly changed, like a fierce beast breaking out of a cage in the dark night, exuding a terrifying aura of choosing people to devour.

"Rose Flurry Cross Kill!"

A deep and powerful voice fell, and Bista's strong body, which was more than three meters tall, swept backwards like black lightning in an instant, and at the moment of stepping on it, the two swords slashed forward at an incredible speed!

Boom!

The moment the sword blade was slashed, the terrifying sword pressure surged out, and in it, countless pink rose petals appeared at some point, and together with the swept sword qi, they rushed towards Xia Nuo.

At the first glance of witnessing this overwhelming rain of petals, Xia Nuo's eyes and ears were keenly aware of the strangeness in it, and his heart couldn't help but be terrified.

These seemingly beautiful petals, each edge is as sharp as a blade, if you change to an ordinary person, if you don't pay attention to it, you will fall into endless danger!

"It's a killer ......"

With his thoughts flying like lightning, Xia Nuo gathered his mind and quickly made a decision.

He didn't use the idea of "Ichino Tai Knife" and "Storm Burial" these hole cards, but did not hesitate to draw out Arashi and quickly cut and cut down from left to right!

Wind Barrier!

The sword qi roared, converging into a tall wind wall that was more than ten meters wide, stopping all the rose petals that might endanger Xia Nuo.

At the same time, Arashi in Xia Nuo's hand quickly turned into a pick, and with a backhand sword, he slashed out a giant tornado.

Snort!

The tornado expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the height exceeded twenty meters, and the speed also exceeded the sound barrier, tearing the surrounding air wildly all the way, and the momentum was fierce, as if the end of hell was coming.

Even the training ground, which was originally quite wide, suddenly seemed much cramped the moment this tornado appeared.

As soon as Bista recovered from the shocking scene of his rose sword rain being inexplicably confiscated by the wind wall, he witnessed the approach of the tornado, and his face suddenly changed, and he wanted to retreat to the side on his tiptoes.

However.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him, and then a figure suddenly appeared strangely in the afterglow.

Bista was startled, and before he could turn back, the cold and piercing blade had quietly fallen on his shoulder.

Feeling the slightest chill coming from his neck, Bista's movements froze in place, and after a moment of silence, he put down the dual swords in his hand, sighed and said:

"I lost."

Behind him, Xia Nuo, who heard this, immediately shook his wrist slightly, withdrew Lan Che who was pressing on Bista's neck, and then nodded slightly towards Bista:

"Concession."

Bista smiled bitterly, although this was a kind word, but I really did my best, and I didn't have the slightest idea of giving in.

He looked at Xia Nuo, who was still not injured, and had mixed feelings in his heart, he still lost after all......

Although I had already made relevant psychological preparations before the duel, anyway, my loss this time was too ugly, right?

He had heard that when the Wind Swordsman was in a duel with Drought Jack, he slashed out an astonishing sword aura that destroyed the entire port, and the holy white wolf of the Golden Lion Pirates before also died at the hands of this move.

And what about yourself this time? only lasted for more than twenty minutes, and the opponent's box pressing trick was not forced, and he couldn't even break the opponent's easy fighting rhythm.

Even if the competition is different from a life-and-death fight, this result makes it difficult for Bista to accept for a while.

"Am I much weaker than Jack the Drought?"

Such a thought flashed in his heart, and he quickly shook his head to deny that it was wrong, it was not that he had not fought with that goods, although it was indeed a rough and thick enemy who was extremely difficult to deal with, but he was only slightly weaker at best, and the whole was still on the same level as the other party.

Then there's only one possibility......

Bista's expression became more and more complicated, and he looked at the excessively young Xia no in front of him, and sighed secretly in his heart

This guy has gotten a lot stronger in the months since he defeated Jack......

…………

In the distance, on the edge of the training ground.

The originally towering wall had completely collapsed under the impact of the aftermath of the tornado, and several members of the Whitebeard Pirates who had watched the whole journey stood in the ruins at the moment, obviously not coming back to their senses.

"Too ...... It's horrible......"

In the end, it was the strong man with the head of Moxican who broke the silence first, and he sat down on the gravel next to him with a pop, staring at the ground, his head covered with cold sweat: "Team...... Captain, he even used that trick, but in front of that guy, it didn't work at all......"

"It's not a level of opponent at all......"

Another slender redhead took out a slender cigarette and lit it with trembling hands a few times, smoking it. He muttered in a low voice, "The rest of the captains...... I guess it's not an opponent, and I don't know if Captain Marco can beat him if he is there. ”

"It's hard to estimate, you have to really fight to know ......"

The last bald strong man didn't make a sound, but he finally couldn't hold back at this moment, sighed and said: "In my opinion, this guy's strength, now the new world is only Daddy and a few other four emperors, who can hold him down steadily." ”

What an amazing character......

Everyone didn't talk anymore, they were not stupid if they acquiesced to the bald strong man, and they knew very well in their hearts that this fierce swordsman was actually less than twenty years old, and he had grown to such a point in just about half a year after entering the new world, so what would happen in the long years ahead?

"Forget it, it's not an enemy anyway, if it's stronger, it's actually a good thing for us and Dad."

After a moment of silence, the slender red-haired female wave snuffed out the cigarette in her hand, clapped her hands, and said helplessly:

"Don't forget, Dad still wanted to pull him into the gang before, and even threw out the position of captain of the second team, so don't worry about it, let's think about how to comfort our captain first."

Also, the rest of the people also woke up from the shock at this moment, they looked into the field, and found that the Wind Sword Hero Xia Nuo had left the training ground after saying hello, and their captain Bista, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking down on his cheeks and thinking about something, his back looking a little lost.

"Let's go, ask the captain to drink him, wouldn't it be good to get drunk and sleep, I'll pay for the wine!"

When the strong man at the head of Moshican saw this, he grinned unkindly, and after dropping the words, he waved his hand and strode towards Bista in the distance.

The rest of the team members glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and there was no better way, so they had to follow together.

(Tianjin)