A few days later, Carl arrived in the Land of Western Sea Flowers on York's merchant ship, and for the first time found a strong sense of familiarity in this otherworldly land.

The country of flowers has the ancient charm of the Chinese country, the corners of the pavilions, the layout of the buildings, the statue of the tiger and the girls wearing high-forked cheongsams and revealing their slender legs everywhere on the street, these scenes all converged into a thought in Carl's mind - the Qing Dynasty is not dead?

After coming to the Land of Flowers, York naturally has a lot of things to deal with. When Carl was bored, he had to wander around this strange and familiar country alone.

The country of flowers is a country of martial arts, walking on the street, Carl can see countless large and small martial arts halls and weapon shops, the apprentices of the martial arts hall come in and out, wearing a practice uniform that looks a little nondescript to Carl, it is simply spicy.

As one of the countries that are members of the world government and a war power, the market of the country of flowers is full of stalls, bustling and lively.

Sometimes Carl could see that there would be big living people in a tavern who were thrown out mercilessly, and after inquiry, he learned that most of these people who were thrown out were troublesome pirates, and in this country where everyone was martial, they didn't need the king's army to deal with these hairy thieves, and the tavern guys could beat them to their knees and kowtow and beg for mercy.

Well? Got a lot to see?

Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs and drums, and Carl followed the sound, only to see that the citizens who had been hanging out rushed to the direction of the cafeteria like students who heard the bell for the end of class.

"Take a look, the owner of the 'One Sword Martial Arts Gym' is here, come to us today, set up a ring, and want to have a fight with all the masters, don't lose Bailey, and win with rewards." This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing is not every day, don't miss it when you pass by! ”

Seeing the impassioned appearance of the man in the ring banging on the gong, Carl really found a sense of home. This kind of street competition is probably only popular among the ancient Chinese people.

"One Sword Martial Arts Gym? What is this name, I haven't heard of it! A man in the crowd shouted loudly.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because our martial arts hall hasn't opened yet. Today, I will open your eyes here first, and after everyone has a certain understanding of us, we will also be able to open a museum to accept apprentices! ”

"Then what you said, 'Don't Bailey if you lose, and get a reward if you win' is true or false?" Another woman in the crowd asked questions.

"Of course it's true, our 'One Sword Martial Arts Gym' never deceives people!"

"I'm coming!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a tall and powerful man in the crowd jumped into the ring.

"Didn't this friend carry a blade?"

"Less nonsense, play early and win early!"

The tall man burst into a shout, and rushed towards the hall owner with a sudden force.

I saw that the figure on the field was almost instantaneous, and a figure flew out upside down and smashed on a stall, and the goods were shattered to the ground.

"You accompany me for money!" The stall owner grabbed the man by the collar.

When everyone saw the tall man's embarrassed appearance, they laughed and stopped paying attention to this man.

The owner of the One Sword Martial Arts Pavilion only chuckled, no longer paying attention to the defeated general. When a conflict breaks out between the two sides and damages someone else's belongings, it is often the losing side that loses money, which has long been an unwritten rule, and he only needs to focus on the challenger later.

Next, a few more confident challengers went up, but whether they were bare-handed or sword-to-blade, these challengers were all thrown out of the arena by the owner of the hall in a few moves, and let the audience watch a few games of fun in vain.

"Is there anyone else who wants to continue the challenge?"

Carl huddled in the crowd and shook his head helplessly, he really had no interest in this kind of monkey play. Just as he was about to turn away, a young man with dark skin and a shiny head in the costume of a monk jumped into the ring.

"I'm coming!"

The man's voice was calm and powerful, and although his eyes were small, they exuded an imposing momentum that should not be underestimated.

"It's kind of interesting." Always feeling that this monk was a bit familiar, Carl stared at the man up and down while recalling the "plot characters" in his memory.

The owner of the martial arts hall had already changed his face slightly when this monk came to power, and he paid attention to it. After the two saluted each other, the hall owner preemptively swept the monk's legs with a kick.

The monk didn't move at all, but the owner's right leg was hurt by the monk, and it felt as if he was kicking not a person, but an iron plate!

Devil Fruit Abilities?

The hall owner's heart shook slightly, and he took his own steel knife and slashed at the monk's neck. He didn't want to hack the monk to death, he just wanted to scare the other party. But unexpectedly, the monk not only did not flinch, but stretched out his huge palm and grabbed the hall master's steel knife!

The monk's palm was not only not cut by the steel knife to bleed, but when he grabbed the steel knife, it also made a crisp sound of "ding", as if two steel knives had collided together.

The hall owner pulled back the steel knife, and the sword technique was dazzling, but the monk did not move, just like an iron man, and the hall owner couldn't hurt him a bit!

"Hey, why didn't that monk fight back?"

"Maybe the real masters are like this."

"Really? Why do I think he's pretending? ”

"Shhhh

In the whispers of the audience below, the monk finally began to fight back. He lifted his steely right leg and kicked the martial arts hall master out with just one kick.

The owner of the martial arts hall suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, blood spilled into the sky, life and death were uncertain!

In the trembling of the martial arts hall disciples, the monk grabbed the prize on the table, jumped out of the ring, and walked away in the passage where everyone got out of the way.

"Mr. 1, Daz Bonis!" Looking at the monk's distant back, Kalmo rubbed his chin and felt a trace of doubt in his heart, "Isn't he a bounty killer?" How did you come to the country of flowers to fight in the ring? ”

With a stomach full of questions, Carl quietly followed Bonis for a long distance, but helplessly found that this guy was just eating and drinking, completely in the mood of playing in the mountains and rivers, and did not look like he was on a mission at all.

"Am I too bored to stand behind others and watch them fish?" His curiosity had faded, and Carl sighed, not planning to continue tracking down Ponys.

"Where am I?" Looking around at the scenery, Carl found himself away from the city and into a bamboo forest. He only remembered that he had come to a forest, but he didn't notice that it was actually a bamboo forest!

Hey? Giant panda?

Karl, who was looking for a way back, stumbled upon a cute panda staring at him in the bamboo forest beside him, with its mouth wide open and a few bamboo leaves in its mouth, as if it had forgotten to chew after seeing him.

Carl, who had successfully attracted the attention of the giant panda, cautiously approached the panda, and this panda seemed to be more spiritual than the panda on Earth, and as Carl approached, it slowly stood up.

"Come on, good, let me touch ......"

Carl slowly extended his right hand to the panda's furry forehead, and the panda slowly poked its head out. And just a second before it was about to make contact, the panda suddenly waved its furry palm, and a big-eared scraper pumped at Carl's cheek!

"me, crazy cat?!"