A mopping of the floor, which sparked a scuffle.

Of course, the root cause of the melee is not mopping, but the result of many factors. However, none of the combatants thought it was bad to fight, because it was exactly what they wanted.

"Oh ho!"

At the moment the scuffle began, or to be more accurate, at the moment Roy drew his knife, Karp pushed open the door and walked out of the room, leaning against the railing and looking out to sea.

A huge wind and waves are blowing in front of you, and the cloak of justice is hunting.

"It's really energetic ......to be young"

Karp was not in a hurry, and took out a box of doughnuts from his arms, and ate them one by one, but his eyes were slightly confused.

It's like, take in the battle on the deck.

……

Rumble!!

Bartolomeo smashed a naval soldier into the air, regaining the thrill of being in Rogue Town, fighting the invincible opponent in the world, and became more and more excited.

"Brothers, let these waste navy know how good we are!"

He raised his arms and shouted, extremely rampant, almost forgetting that he was also a navy.

The little brothers of the Bartow Club flocked to it.

The club and all the Navy soldiers on deck at the moment scuffled together.

In the midst of the crowds, there is a vacuum.

It was Roy's battleground.

Roy walks away with a wave of snow, and no one can get close to him.

The sword light was sharp and flashing.

Every soldier who approached was knocked down by him with lightning speed.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew how to measure, he only used the back of the knife, not the blade, but he was afraid that the deck at this time would be full of blood.

To be honest, in the face of Roy, who was helpless, many soldiers admitted that he was indeed very powerful.

However, no one was convinced.

The Navy also has naval pride.

People like Roy, who joined the Navy as pirates, were often the most discriminated against and least favored in the Navy.

What about strength?

The navy is so big, there is always someone better than you.

Unless, you can climb to the top of the navy and become a rear admiral, a lieutenant general, or even a general, or even a marshal.

At that time, even if someone dared to discriminate against you, no one would dare to disobey you.

In the world of pirates, the social laws of the jungle, the strong are respected, and the king is defeated is more prominent and more acceptable to everyone than the earth he lived on in his previous life.

You are weak, you deserve to be discriminated against, you deserve to be beaten.

You are strong, and you do everything reasonably.

Roy understands this.

Bartolomeo, as the former underworld leader of Rogue Town, only understands this truth better than he does.

Therefore, in the face of hostility from these people, they did not hesitate to move.

Let's talk about it first.

Only in this way will the navy on this warship give you the respect you deserve.

Even if I can't get used to you, I don't dare to be rude to you.

In a way, Roy became a Navy because he knew very well that he had no choice but to accede to Karp's request.

"Brothers, he is only one person, let's go together!"

The Navy is running out.

Roy swung his knife and pushed the battle line forward.

The navy retreated, and had no choice but to get together, line up, and kill Roy again.

"Tornado!!"

Roy swung his back and a hurricane blew away.

The back of the sword moved with the wind, and the navies who rushed over had no power to fight back, and they were all overturned by the soaring sword qi. Although they were not seriously injured, these downed navies, after standing up, were ashamed and left the battlefield consciously.

They also want to be faced.

If this was a real battlefield, under Roy's knife, they would have died several times, where would it be now, this is only the level of minor injuries.

Therefore, the defeated person took the initiative to quit, which became the default rule of both sides in this melee.

Including the Bartow club, the team also adhered to the rules.

However, unexpectedly, in the melee at this time, the number of people did not decrease with the exit of people.

When many soldiers heard that there was a battle on the deck, they quickly rushed over.

Some watched the excitement, and some planned to help.

In this process, the soldiers, who only planned to watch the excitement, found that the navy was weak, felt that the crisis was huge, and felt that they could not be slapped in the face by Roy and others, and joined the battle one after another.

On the side of the Bartow club, all the members are here.

The part of the people who were forced to quit could no longer play, and could only watch as their own numbers became smaller and smaller, and the opponent's numbers increased.

In this way, the scene gradually leveled off.

"It's so shameless!"

"Do you still have the face to say that you are upholding justice?"

Many of the younger brothers of the Barto Club were extremely angry.

Those who have left the field cannot be re-played.

The number of naval forces retreated and advanced, almost unchanged.

This made Roy's side struggle more and more in the melee.

To be honest, although there were many members of the club who quit, there were even more Navy soldiers who were repelled by Roy and Bartolomeo.

Therefore, if the rules of the game are broken, it will be Roy and others who will suffer.

- There's a bunch of soldiers waiting to play!

It's better to maintain the status quo.

At least, the two sides are still even.

Roy's side also vaguely saw the hope of victory.

At this time.

Roy, who was in the middle of a scuffle, saw it.

These naval soldiers who were enemies of him planned to use crowd tactics to drag him to death, so tired that he could not wield a knife.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly: "Then let's see, whether you tire me down first, or if I will fight you all off first." ”

Whoosh!!

The light of the knife flickered, and the knife qi boiled.

The wild hurricane, dancing as the snow goes, sets off a strong air current, mixed with sharp knife energy, which is difficult to resist.

Roy is like a red-eyed warrior, unbeatable.

There seemed to be a raging fire burning behind him, and anyone who approached him could not break through the protection of this layer of flame and touch his body.

Before the enemy attacked, the knife in his hand had already swept past the enemy's vital point.

Buzz Buzz –

Suddenly, the overly enjoyable snow let out a joyful chant.

"Didn't you eat?!"

"Come on—"

Roy grinned, feeling the emotions transmitted by the snow, and the battle intent climbed to the extreme.

Whoosh!!

The light of the sword flew, and the soldiers retreated, either knocked down or afraid to go up.

The little boys of the Bartow Club cheered loudly.

"Big brother, kill them!"

"Brother Roy is invincible!"

Bartolomeo was a little upset when he saw the rebellion of his younger brothers.

As a big boss, although everyone has now become a naval miscellaneous soldier, he must also stabilize his position.

He is ruthless in his heart, and increases the output of the fruit's power.

The barrier swept through, overturning many soldiers.

The other side.

Sou!

A vague shadow fell from the sky like a meteor.

Immediately afterwards, brilliant sword light fell one after another, like the season when cherry blossoms are in full bloom and flowers are falling.

Qiang!!

In a hurry, Roy reacted quickly and parried with a horizontal knife, but was still pushed back several meters by the flying slash, leaving a shallow trail on the deck.

He looked up randomly and saw someone coming.

"Campbell Shaozo!"

The surrounding navies were taken aback and showed joy one after another.

Campbell was about thirty years old, well-looking, muscular, with a sharp gaze that was unique to a swordsman, and held an enlarged version of a katana, three times as wide and twice as long as a regular katana, which was very different from the standard of weapons of the average swordsman.

If it were an ordinary person, Roy would definitely not take it to heart.

However, judging from the slashing that just flew, this person is at least at the level of a sword hero, and he is a strong man who has mastered the mystery of slashing iron.

"Interesting!"

Roy adjusted his state, raised the tip of his knife, and aimed it at the imposing Campbell, not to be outdone.

"After fighting for so long, I finally got a master."

He was full of spirit and sneered: "As long as I defeat you, no one will dare to say anything anymore!" ”