The momentum, which belonged to Whitebeard, spread all at once.

Some of the pirates who were caught off guard were suppressed by the sudden momentum, and their eyes rolled and they passed out.

One fell, one after the other, and they didn't know what was happening, and they fell asleep.

Marco shook his head, these people are really, obviously someone came to challenge Dad, and they didn't know how to prepare, but now it's okay, they are all down.

"Joz must be a good person in the future."

Joz: "....... "Why did you become my person, it's obviously your person, I didn't train it well, blame me.

"Ahem, Marco, can you be serious."

"Do I have it? I've always been very serious, Joz, as the captain, you have an obligation to help them, you see, one by one, so fragile, daddy is full of momentum, they all fall, how will they fight in the future. ”

"Hey, forget it this time, don't show up next time." As he spoke, he patted Joz on the shoulder, looking like he hated iron but not steel, and he could see that Joz's teeth were itching.

Clenched his fist, the green tendons on it were directly exposed, he wanted to hit someone, he wanted to beat this Marco to death.

"Whew." Hold it down, he has to be calm.

The white beard, who was full of momentum, looked at the two with a smile and did not fall.

The bear put away the Bible, took off his gloves, and couldn't hold it up, and he couldn't relax for a moment against a man like him.

Seeing the bear in a fighting stance, Klockdahl also entered a combat state, twisting his neck and moving his muscles.

Whitebeard, very strong, standing in front of him, can feel the earth-shaking momentum, a rage, the sky color change.

"Lao Tzu is here to challenge you, how can you not know what Lao Tzu is talking about? Whitebeard, you can't scare Lao Tzu. Klockdahl stepped forward, stood up to his momentum, and faced the resistance.

"Haha, haha, the little ghost is interesting, are you sure you want to challenge Lao Tzu?"

Whitebeard's footsteps trampled on the ground, and the shaking mountain peaks collapsed in an instant.

He didn't exert any force, landed lightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Klockdahl faintly.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a funny imp.

"It's Lao Tzu, how is it? Fight? ”

The momentum can't be weak, this is Klockdahl's idea, this person is very strong, a strong pervert, but he is frightened.

"Haha, haha."

The sound of laughter echoed in the mountains and forests, in the ocean.

Whitebeard looked up to the sky and laughed, he didn't move, he was laughing.

Imp, interesting, challenge yourself, where does he get the courage?

However, this kind of imp, he likes it very much.

"Imp, give your name."

Klockdahl introduced seriously: "Klockdahl, Laozi Klockdahl, the man who defeated you." ”

Pointing at Whitebeard, he leaked domineeringly, and the momentum of the sand crocodile spread out at once.

Fear, non-existent.

Scared, impossible.

Fighting, that's what he wants.

"Haha, haha, you want to challenge Lao Tzu, what about you?" He turned to look at the bear, his gaze full of meaning.

The bear puffed up his chest and had the necessary respect for the strong.

"Bartholomi, one of the challengers."

Whitebeard is very pleased, are the two little ghosts coming together to challenge Lao Tzu? Yes, yes, are the current imps so confident?

"Lao Tzu has limited time, so let's go together."

It's his domineering.

Let's go together, don't say that Lao Tzu bullied you.

All the pretenses were forced in front of him, and they seemed powerless.

The bear's face remained unchanged, looking at him flatly, Klockdahl was furious, he was a challenger, and he challenged him alone.

If two people go together, it is not glorious to win.

"Hey, Whitebeard, Lao Tzu can defeat you alone, and he doesn't need to make a move."

"Oh?" Whitebeard was surprised, this little imp was very arrogant.

"Then Lao Tzu wants to see if you have the strength."

As the words fell, he stood up, and the pirates around him scattered one after another, until they retreated far, far away.

Once Daddy makes a move, the destructive power is not simple, and they can't take their lives to watch the battle.

"Lao Tzu goes first, Xiong, you wait."

As he spoke, he rushed forward, throwing out a sandstorm with both hands, and the two sandstorms passed between them, covering Whitebeard.

His hand quickly grabbed Whitebeard's arm, and as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

Klockdahl knew that he couldn't hide it, it was Whitebeard, and if he didn't fight with all his might, he might lose badly.

"Cracked."

was about to be caught, and he couldn't help but look overjoyed.

As long as he scraps one hand, the battle behind will be much easier, and what about Whitebeard, it's not .......

Before he had time to be happy, a fist burst through the air and slammed into his body.

"It's ......."

The elementalization was useless, the body fell to the ground fiercely, sinking into the dirt, and the power of that fist was so great that it instantly made him vomit blood.

"Poof."

After vomiting blood, he saw that Whitebeard was going to continue to punch.

Quickly rolled, left the place, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared ahead with a gloomy face.

"When is he?"

The sandstorm shattered and vanished in an instant, and he didn't know what had just happened.

After thinking about it, he suddenly found that his sandstorm had no effect at all, and was easily shattered by others.

"Ahem, it's so strong."

It's ridiculously strong, if the bear is very strong, it makes him feel tricky, and the man in front of him is so strong that he can't do it.

No matter which direction you attack, it's your fists that you face.

"Desert Sword."

The sand condensed into a blade and sneaked past, and at this moment, he crouched down and touched the earth.

"The landmark is cracked."

"Erosion reincarnation."

You can't fight in close quarters, that person's fist is heavy, and if you throw two more punches, he may fall down and never be able to fight again.

The ground cracks, then crushes and weathers into sand.

Yellow sand, formed in an instant.

Spreading outward, like a whirlpool, he sucked Whitebeard's body and fell downward, looking at the sand under his feet, constantly absorbing his body.

Lifting his feet, he can't move, the sand is too strong to absorb, and the harder he pushes, the faster he sinks.

"Nice move."

Whitebeard gave a compliment, his gaze falling on Klockdahl's body, his fist spread out, bombarding the surroundings.

"Click."

A glass-like sound was heard, and the space around it was like shattered glass, and the cracks quickly spread around, the ground shattered, and the sand stopped flowing.

Klockdahl, who was standing within the range of the smash, sensed the danger and hurriedly retreated, unable to continue the attack.

"Damn."

There is no escape, that person's strength is too terrifying, he can only defend.

"Yellow Sand Guard."

The sand around him continued to coalesce around him, forming a huge sphere, a move that he had newly developed and specially developed to resist bears.

Yellow Sand Guard, using the cohesion of the sand, constantly gathers and eliminates the attack power.

"Boom."

(End of chapter)