Gulan Tezzolo, the mobile kingdom of the underworld boss "Golden Emperor" Tezzolo.

The first world's first martial arts conference will be held here.

Because of this grand event, countless underworld heroes came from all over the New World, making this entertainment capital extremely popular.

"One natural 'Thunder Fruit', plus five animal-type and superhuman Devil Fruits."

On the streets of the Golden City, a short, thin old woman in a flashy leopard skin coat and spicy lipstick clutched the leaflet of the martial arts tournament in her hand, and the greedy glint in her eyes could not be hidden by her sunglasses.

"Son!"

"Get this championship back, and we won't have to worry about running out of money to spend in the future!"

"Hahahaha..."

She laughed exaggeratedly, smiling her wrinkled face like a withered old chrysanthemum.

"Yes, Mom."

A silly voice sounded beside her.

It was a strong man with a stupid face who spoke:

He is three meters tall, his waist is ten girths, he has a round face, big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth, a white beard on his cheeks, and a big naginata knife in his hand.

This person is the new king of the Seven Martial Seas, Edward Wibull, who calls himself "Whitebeard II".

He was born stupid and ignorant, with an IQ about the same as that of a kindergarten child, but he was extremely powerful and powerful, and was said to have the strength of Whitebeard when he was young.

His mother, Miss Barkin, is a greedy, insidious and cunning careerist, who has always used his mother's identity to drive Weibull to do evil and earn ill-gotten gains.

Hearing that the Golden Emperor Tezzolo was going to spend a huge amount of money to hold the world's first martial arts meeting, Miss Ba Jin couldn't hold back the greed in her heart at all, and immediately took her stupid son with terrifying strength to the Golden City.

At the urging of Miss Ba Jin, Weibull quickened his pace and walked towards the registration point of the martial arts club.

When they arrived, the registration point was already crowded, and everywhere stood a muscular man with a fierce face and full of weapons.

If you look at it, you can see many famous people in the New World:

The Great Ship Regiment of Jotamaria, Admiral Ulombus.

The king of the Kingdom of Prodeens, Elizabello II, the "Fist of Kings", and his military advisor Vasco da Gama and others.

Martial arts group, XXX gym united, long-handed clan powerhouse Edio and others.

Eight Treasures Water Army, led by Qingjiao, Lao Cai, Buwu and others.

......

Of course, the most eye-catching is naturally the new giant pirates led by Captain Hairing standing in the middle of the registration team.

They were all giants who were nearly twenty meters tall, and they stood together like endless hills.

These strongmen stood together, and the power they formed was enough to make ordinary people stiff and unable to move.

However, Miss Ba Jin, who is accustomed to relying on her son's force and being domineering, doesn't pay attention to these guys at all.

With a gentle smack of her cane, she said to Weibull in a commanding tone:

"Son."

"Get rid of all these guys who get in the way."

"Yes, Mom."

Weibull replied humbly, and picked up the big naginata knife in his hand to really touch it.

Miss Ba Jin's voice was not small, and everyone present was also deaf and clear-sighted, and they immediately felt the arrogance of Miss Ba Jin's mother and son.

"Get rid of us?"

An old man with a white beard, a bald head, and a wide kung fu cedar stood up and said in an indifferent tone:

"Junior, are you too arrogant?"

"Green pepper, it's the green pepper of the leader of the Eight Treasures Water Army with a bounty of 500 million!"

Some of the pirates present subconsciously said the name of this imposing old man, and there was also a bit of awe in their eyes.

However, the name of the green pepper did not scare Weibull in the slightest.

"Get out of the way!"

Weibull just yelled in annoyance, and slashed out heedlessly.

The Naginata quickly sliced through a simple arc, tearing through space in an instant, setting off a tsunami-like wave of high-pressure air.

"What?"

Green Pepper's face changed.

He hurriedly pushed the armed color domineering on his bald head to the extreme, and then used the steel-cast iron hard Heavenly Spirit Cover to meet Weibull's sharp naginata.

Qingjiao cultivates the iron head skill, a head is a hundred times tougher than steel, and the defense power is better than all shields.

Rumble!

There was a dull sound of metal knocking, and the sound wave that spread out in all directions shook the ears of everyone present.

The huge impact was transmitted from the legs of the two men, shaking the ground everywhere, and the gravel and dust were scattered everywhere.

When the smoke cleared, Weibull still stood firmly in place with his broadsword, and the innocent expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

However, the leader Qingjiao fell back several meters in the collision just now, his feet embedded in the ground, and he even plowed a deep ditch in the ground.

Qingjiao only felt that his head was buzzing, and the iron head skill that he had practiced for many years was easily broken by the stupid big man in front of him.

"This guy is so strong..."

Qing Jiao's expression became extremely solemn.

The last time he felt such a strong pressure was when he faced off against the naval hero Karp.

And Weibull's shot immediately shocked the players, and also made some people who pay attention to current affairs finally recognize the true identity of this stupid big man who is not amazing:

"Edward Wibull!"

"He is the newly inaugurated king of the Seven Martial Seas, and the bounty of 480 million Edward Weibull!"

Everyone looked at Weibull with a little more awe in their eyes, and the stunned Weibull immediately became the focus of the audience.

"Get out of the way."

And Weibull only wanted to complete the task given by his mother wholeheartedly, so he continued to urge the people in front of him to give way.

There was the power of a sword and the name of the Seven Martial Seas as a deterrent, and when he opened his mouth, there were really a few cowardly people who got out of the way.

"Cut!"

But a somewhat dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded next to him:

"Just such a stupid guy, dare to come out and steal my limelight?"

"I really don't know where your 480 million bounty came from."

The air was silent, and everyone followed the voice, and immediately someone recognized the identity of the person who spoke:

"Cavendish ?"

"He is His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas, the captain of the handsome Pirates 'White Horse' Cavendis!"

Cavendish is handsome, and while being a pirate, he is also the idol of many young girls, and his popularity is much higher than that of Edward Wialbull, who has a very low appearance.

He naturally likes to enjoy the feeling of being noticed and chased, and he doesn't like all the characters who steal his limelight, such as the current Weibull.

"Huh??"

Weibull was stunned by Cavendish's words.

"Son!"

Miss Ba Jin stomped his foot angrily: "He's scolding you for being stupid!" ”

"What?"

Weibull finally reacted.

He turned angrily, and glared angrily in the direction from which the voice had come from:

"I—I'm not stupid!"

"Hehe..."

Cavendish just sneered noncommittally:

"You say yes, yes."

"Huh?"

Weibull looked confused again.

"Son!"

Miss Ba Jin stomped his foot angrily: "He's still scolding you for being stupid!" ”

"Die!"

Weibull was completely annoyed, and raising his hand was a big sword.

"Humph!"

Cavendish was not afraid.

The famous Western sword at his waist, Durandall, was instantly unsheathed, as fast as a phantom of the wind.

"Ri Weasel!"

At this moment, Cavendish's originally gentle face instantly became extremely gloomy, and his delicate and handsome face became distorted and indescribable.

A pirate nobleman, just like this, suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty murderer.

This is Cavendish's second personality, and in this state he is able to unleash his true strength and multiply the power of his swordsmanship.

Originally, Cavendish had never been able to control this murderous second personality, and even caused a life lawsuit because of it, and was forced to become a pirate from a nobleman.

However, after meeting Reilly in Alabastan before, Cavendish was fortunate enough to be instructed by Reilly in swordsmanship for a period of time, and his swordsmanship, physique, and willpower were greatly improved.

Cavendish now has mastered the ability to switch freely between the two personalities, and is able to exert his full strength as he pleases.

"Prince of Sword, Slash, Stardust!"

The sword in Cavendish in his hand, which burst out with all his strength, flew out, and in a flash, countless sword qi light tracks were slashed, as if the sky was full of stars.

Between the sword qi, Weibull's calm blade was completely invisible.

Wibull's big sword is as powerful and steady as Mount Tai, while Cavendish's Western sword is light and agile like a dragon, entangled with each other, and completely indistinguishable from victory or defeat.

However, among the people present, top masters such as Qingjiao and Hairding have already seen some ways:

Although Cavendish blocked Weibull with his ultra-high-speed sword strike, Weibull, who was infinitely powerful and thick-skinned, had no choice but to barely defend passively.

"Damn it!"

"Isn't this stupid big man's strength exhausted?"

Cavendish himself cursed in his heart.

When he first watched Weibull and Green Pepper fight, he didn't have much of an idea;

And now that he was fighting with Weibull himself, Cavendish immediately felt the fear of this stupid big man.

Weibull's swordsmanship was nothing fancy, just simple slashing and stabbing, as if it were just instinctive movements.

However, Weibull's strength, speed, and combat instinct are all as powerful as monsters.

He just slashed at him with a dumb swing of his sword, and Cavendish was left and right, and he had to use all his might to fend off the deadly attack.

"If I continue like this, I'll lose sooner or later..."

Cavendish looked a little ugly.

He now regrets that he shouldn't have come out to cause trouble for the sake of being handsome.

If he loses, then not only will he not be handsome, but he will also make a big fool.

But now, it's too late to regret it, and Cavendish can't escape the stupid big guy who is angry.

And just when he was gradually exhausted and was about to be unable to maintain his ultra-high-speed explosive sword technique, a special sword aura suddenly slashed in the distance:

"Hazah!"

The sword flashed, and a tornado hurricane suddenly set off on the flat ground.

The tornado swept in, and Cavendish and Wibull had to retreat to put the fighting to a halt.

"The martial arts conference will not officially open until three days later, so you don't need to make a big move so early, right?"

An unfamiliar voice sounded along with the tornado sword wind.

Cavendish thought the voice was faintly familiar, but he forgot where he had heard it.

"Who is it?!"

Everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw a strange swordsman standing there with plain clothes but sharp eyes, slowly retracting the bloody sword into its sheath.

His face was unfamiliar, and no one present could recognize his identity.

"Below..."

The strange swordsman sank down and reported to himself:

"Swift Sword, Yasuo."

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