Chapter 167: The War on the Top (11)
Sith looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were a little terrifying, but this time, Sith's fist was not as light as before, Whitebeard's figure that had never retreated retreated under the Sith's fist bombardment this time, and even because of the terrifying power that erupted from Sith's punch, the layers of dense vibrations on Whitebeard's body were directly shattered by the Sith's power in the form of a point breaking face.
Sith silently looked at the man in front of him who was repelled by himself, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Strange Force~"
Sith clenched his fists and kept his punch stance, but after that, the man slowly returned to a standing position, standing straight on top of the Moby Dick, waiting for the Moby Dick to get closer to the harbor.
Amid the sound of ships colliding with the harbor in the midst of a bang, the Sith's unfluttering cloak began to flutter in a violent wind.
"Now, you're on the shore, hey, old man, are you still up?"
The Sith's voice made the man who had fallen in the cabin of the Moby Dick stand up, and silently walked out of the cabin with his naginata in hand.
"Boy, you should call me Daddy."
Although he was happy to know that his wife had not had an accident with the child he left for him back then, Whitebeard was not happy in this situation, because he never thought that his child would be taken away by the navy that year and become a navy, instead of choosing to become a free pirate.
The overlord color began to spread, the overlord color of Whitebeard began to overflow, and the violent power began to impact the consciousness of all the navies present, no, it should be said that it was suppressed indiscriminately, but the object of this suppression was not anyone else, but Whitebeard's biological son, who he had almost never met a few times, although there was a little ridicule at such times, but Whitebeard knew that he deserved it.
The tardiness of the year made his mother wait for him for so long.
Now that he is late, he has waited for himself for so long.
Now, Whitebeard doesn't know how to compensate his children, but now, when Whitebeard wants to make up for his children, his own children are standing opposite him, preventing him from saving part of the concept of the home he has wanted most in all these years, a part of the family.
Whitebeard had already made his choice just now.
At home, it seems that there is no place for my own children for a long time.
Whitebeard grunted and walked over to the Sith.
And at this time, the Sith also fell backwards very calmly, standing quietly in the smoke and dust, and even when he fell, the man did not even bend his knees, as if the man was not willing to bend at all, so the world did not let him bend.
At the same time, Whitebeard also took his own steps, and when he stepped into the air, he fell violently, and after causing a slight earthquake, Whitebeard stood quietly in front of his son with the naginata, but this time, the naginata in Whitebeard's hand did not have a trace of temperature, and there was only the fury that smashed everything with vibration.
This time, Whitebeard exerted his ability to shock the fruit on his naginata knife while agitating the strength of his arm, waving his naginata, wanting to cut everything in front of him along with the shock, of course, if he could save his son Ace back at this time, it would also be a good thing, after all, at this distance, it should be reachable.
It's just that this little ghost who has inherited his own blood is quite difficult to deal with, even now, he can still feel the violent energy contained in this little guy's body, which is a pure power that is stronger than himself, but it is no wonder that in terms of qualifications, the child's fucking strength is stronger than his own, if it weren't for the child's mother's gentle personality, not good at fighting, and not fighting, maybe he wouldn't be able to go to sea!
However, Whitebeard had no idea what kind of power he had reached that was even more terrifying than him.
This time, though, he really felt it.
The earth trembled, but the tremor was completely smoothed out after the Sith lifted his foot and fell again, and the shaking of the earth was smoothed out by a heavy chopping foot.
The line of sight began to distort.
However, in the midst of the distorted world, he stretched out a pair of hands, easily pinched the distorted world, and returned the distorted world to its original place little by little, so that people could not even feel the fact that the world was distorted just now because of the shock fruit of Whitebeard.
The atmosphere was torn apart, but not by the shock fruit of Whitebeard, but by the fleshy fists of the Sith.
Originally, it was easier for a pure physical cultivator to reach the top than others, especially the Sith who had inherited the foundation of the two terrifying lives of Whitebeard and Lady Whitebeard, and inherited part of the power of those two monsters, and the strength that had been sharpened by himself had already reached the point of shattering everything.
And after he defeated Auntie, his strength had indeed reached that level, after all, that kind of posture had already been thought out by him. Imitation, imitation of the strongest guy in his consciousness, but the final form is the Sith himself, nothing more than the Sith himself in the posture of the ghost.
He is more arrogant than anyone else, he is stronger than anyone else, and at this time, the Sith can admit it.
At the same time, he can also announce something like this - Father, I am better than you.
Much stronger......