This Yasuo, naturally, is fake.

He's actually Galen dressed up.

The most boring thing in the world is watching other people play games.

Galen went to great lengths to trick the pirates into his game, and he didn't want to just stay behind the scenes and watch others play, and then squat at the door of the trap to collect people's heads.

And Galen's reputation is almost impossible to stop the night cry among the pirates, and in order not to scare the pirates who participate in the competition away, it is inconvenient for him and his men to appear in the Golden City.

Therefore, Galen simply used the high-tech disguise mask produced by Jerma to change his face, and then casually carried a sword as a weapon, pretending to be "Wind Sword Hao Yasuo" to participate in the competition.

Anyway, even if Galen doesn't use the iconic data model, he is still a first-class powerhouse in the sea just by relying on his physical body and swordsmanship, and there are very few people who can beat him.

As for that tornado sword qi or something...

With a little effort, Galen, who has the cultivation of a great sword, can restore Yasuo's Wind Sword Technique to a decent level, and the power is quite good.

As soon as Galen casually struck "Hasagi", everyone present was so frightened that they did not dare to speak loudly.

Although this Wind Sword Hero is an unknown person on the sea, the swordsmanship he shows is really unfathomable.

Obviously, this Yasuo is a reclusive folk master, an unborn master of swordsmanship.

"Edward Weibull..."

Galen maintained a cold and indifferent look, but there was a little more murderous intent in his gaze when he looked at Weibull.

After he recruited Zefa, he wanted to avenge Zefa and his disciples, so he kept searching for Weibull's movements.

I didn't expect this Weibull to send it to the door by himself now, which saved Galen a lot of effort.

And Galen also specifically asked about this during the interview with Whitebeard:

As he expected, this Weibull was not Whitebeard's biological son at all.

It's just that Miss Ba Jin and Whitebeard used to be crew members on the same boat when they were young, so they were a bit of a friend;

And although she is greedy, she also knows restraint, and usually takes her son out to rob as much as possible to avoid the Whitebeard Pirates, but there have been a few skirmishes accidentally.

Therefore, Whitebeard has been ignoring Miss Bajin and Weibull who are messing around outside.

Galen had already guessed the result, because it was an obvious answer.

After all...

Whitebeard is more than seven meters tall, and Miss Ba Jin is estimated to be less than one meter and a half meters tall...

From the point of view of physiological science, it is impossible for them to be lovers, let alone have sons.

"Hmm..."

The more Galen thought about it, the more divergent his thinking became, and the images he imagined in his mind were a little unacceptable to him.

His face changed, and the image of the Wind Sword Hero "Yasuo", who had originally behaved cold and indifferent in front of people, suddenly collapsed.

Luckily, Edward Wilbull drew everyone's attention:

"Ya... Yasuo? ”

"Are you going to fight me too?"

His voice is honest but fierce, giving people a tyrannical feeling.

Galen's eyes froze, and his palm quietly touched the handle of the Taidao that had just been sheathed.

"Just trying to stop you."

"This is the world's No. 1 martial arts conference, not a place for people to spread wildfire."

Galen replied indifferently, but he didn't mean to shoot directly.

If he could, Galen actually wanted to trick Weibull into the martial arts conference, and it would not be too late to hunt the net in the end.

In the game, he can make good use of this stupid big man with explosive force value, and let Weibull, who has no light or heavy shots, cripple those pirates, and it will be much easier to close the net at that time.

However, Weibull is clearly not as easy to communicate as Galen thinks.

As soon as he heard Galen's words, he immediately became angry:

"I'm just going to stop!"

"Only Mom can let me stop!"

"You go to die!"

Weibull was brainlessly angry, and a terrifying wave of swords broke through the air.

"Huh!"

"Want to kill me? You can try. ”

Galen didn't panic at all.

With a flash of cold light in his sheath, a colorless and tangible wind slashed out:

"Face the wind!"

The sword qi roared out, sweeping through the air and turning into a transparent and thick wall of wind.

Although this wall of wind could not completely block Weibull's slash, it still caused Weibull's body to stagnate suddenly, and the momentum of the slashing knife on the spot was also greatly weakened.

"And go with the wind, and pay attention to what is behind you."

Galen opened his mouth to say another aqueous word, and took a step forward in the face of Weibull's slash:

"Step forward and slash!"

The knife slashed out like a blast of wind, and the body was as swift as a blast of wind.

Although there is no bonus effect of system skills, Galen's speed of bursting out in the physical state is still amazingly fast.

Before Weibull's knife could be slashed, Galen staggered past him with a shiny sword.

The big naginata swooped into the air, smashing a piece of concrete floor into gravel powder in vain.

In the dust, a hideous streak of blood erupted on Weibull's bare chest, spurting scarlet blood.

"Son!"

Miss Ba Jin panicked.

She'd never seen anyone who could hurt Weibull so easily.

"Mom, it hurts!"

Weibull touched his bleeding wound and cried out to his mother like a child.

However, the knife wound on his chest was healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and it was healed in the blink of an eye.

The little blood that had just been shed was really just a surface for Weibull.

"This physique is really strong enough..."

Galen secretly admired, and then said to Weibull:

"How?"

"Do you want to fight again?"

When Weibull heard this, he raised his hand to go up again.

Miss Ba Jin immediately stopped her stupid son:

"Wait!"

"Don't fight him, Weibull!"

Weibull is her cash cow, and Miss Bajin doesn't want Weibull to lose anything.

"Yes, Mom."

And Weibull nodded obediently, and obediently picked up the big naginata knife and stood behind Miss Bajin.

"Mr. Yasuo."

"Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings."

Miss Ba Jin's original arrogance suddenly came to naught, and she didn't want to make a mortal enmity with "Yasuo", who was obviously a hard stubble.

"That's good."

Galen nodded slightly, and said in an unfathomable tone:

"Since that's the case, then we'll see you again at the martial arts conference in three days."

His face did not change, but in his heart, he had secretly added Miss Bajin, who manipulated Weibull as evil, to the must-kill list.

"Okay."

Miss Ba Jin smirked on her face:

"See you soon."

At the same time, she also had some worries about this martial arts conference in her heart.

Miss Ba Jin originally trusted her son's strength very much, and felt that as long as Weibull made a move, the championship reward would be hand-to-hand.

Unexpectedly, they encountered such a difficult opponent before they officially signed up for the competition.

Looks like we're going to have to find some teammates...

In order to speed up the hunt... Speed up the progress of the competition, the format of this world's No. 1 martial arts conference is actually a team system.

Participants can form teams of up to five people and compete for the championship as a team, and then divide the prize money equally.

Of course, some strong players who are really confident in their own strength, or want to monopolize the prize money, can also choose to participate in one team per person.

Miss Ba Jin originally thought that her son could easily defeat five, but now it seems that she does have to help her son find a few teammates.

So, Miss Ba Jin's eyes flickered, and she looked for a worthy team in the crowd.

Soon, a team caught her eye:

XXX gym fighting group, led by the long-handed boxer Edio, there are only four members in total, all of whom are famous martial artists and pirate hunters in the New World.

"Hahaha..."

Miss Ba Jin Wei stepped forward with a smile, and took the initiative to ask again:

"Mr. Adion, I see that your team is still one man short."

"Are you interested in teaming up with my son to participate in the martial arts tournament in three days?"

"When the time comes, you will get the bonus, and you will share it equally among the five of you, how about it?"

"Huh?"

Edion's eyes lit up.

Weibull's strength is seen by everyone, and if it is added to the team, it will definitely be a powerful boost.

With Weibull here, their team even has a chance of winning the title.

Because the organizer is the big tyrant Golden Emperor Tezzolo, the runner-up, the third runner-up, and even the top eight have good rewards.

But no matter how valuable those gold, silver and jewelry were, they were definitely not as valuable as the champion's basket of Devil Fruits.

"Good!"

Edio immediately agreed to Miss Barkin's invitation.

"Hahaha..."

Miss Ba Jin laughed strangely again, but in his heart he secretly laughed:

"Brainless guy."

"If I really get the championship reward, how can I be able to share it equally with you weaklings?"

Her mental activity is not known to outsiders, but her actions are a reminder to the contestants.

After seeing the strong players such as Green Pepper, Weibull, Cavendish and "Yasuo" shooting, those strong men who originally thought that they were bullish and coaxed and thought that they could win the championship alone were already panicked.

Now that Miss Ba Jin took the initiative to find someone to form a team, they are also looking around for teammates in a hurry, so as not to even get a consolation prize when the time comes.

The already lively registration scene suddenly became more lively, noisy and noisy like a vegetable market.

And the mysterious powerhouse "Yasuo" naturally received a lot of invitations to form a team.

"Nope."

Galen indifferently refused those invitations, and opened his mouth to say another:

"It's a long road, only the sword is the companion."

With that, Galen wanted to put on a handsome pose, and turned away.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"What a spirit!"

In the distance, an incomparably deep voice sounded, praising Galen twice.

Unlike Galen's deliberately pretended arrogance, that voice was truly lonely, arrogant, and inviolable:

"I originally thought that this so-called 'No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World' was just in vain."

"Now it seems that I can meet some interesting guys."

The man with the black knife on his back slowly stepped forward, looked at Galen with sharp eagle eyes, and said:

"Wind Sword, huh?"

"Yasuo, I remember you."

“......”

Galen's face froze, and he didn't know what to say.

This man he knew, and he knew very well.

What's more, this guy is strong.

The man quickly withdrew his gaze from Galen and slowly walked towards the crowded registration point.

Unlike Weibull, who caused public anger by yelling for others to get out of the way, this man made the players at the front of the line consciously give way just by brushing his face.

In the end, he stood in front of the registration point without hindrance, and said to the staff with a dull face:

"I, Mihawk, sign up."

Looking at this scene, Galen couldn't help but whisper to himself with some embarrassment:

"Is the prize money too high?"

"Or is the name a mess?"

"It's... Did you really let me hold the world's No. 1 martial arts conference? ”