The knife is in front of the eyes, infinitely magnified, and occupies the entire pupil.

At that moment, the blade stood in front of him like a giant mountain.

The knife, glowing, the cold light stinged my eyes, and I couldn't help but close my eyes.

The bear crossed his hands and reacted quickly, even if his eyes couldn't be opened, his domineering appearance bloomed at any time, and with a buzz, the blade stopped in the palm of his hand.

The light cleared, and the bear stood there, palm against blade, and he smiled wickedly and indifferently at Shanks.

"Poof."

His lips opened and he spat out amazing words, and in an instant, Shanks quickly left where he was, and the sound of explosions rang out.

One by one, pressure cannons appeared in front of them, collided, and exploded.

All around, shrouded in the explosion of pressure cannons, smoke and dust, misty eyes.

The bear stood in the middle, fearless of the explosion, and when everything was quiet, Shanks' attack arrived.

Draw the knife, draw the knife, and in just a moment, complete a series of attacks.

His knife is unstoppable.

His knife is domineering.

"Buzz." "Buzz."

Several successive attacks had no effect, and Shanks noticed the difficulty of the bear's hands, and the knife began to cover the knife with a black armament color domineering.

Attacking again, this time, the bear did not dare to touch it directly, and stepped back, his arm turned black and hard.

"Bang bang."

"Pressure cannon."

"Teleport."

"Finger gun."

"Arashiko."

The burly man moves as nimble as a monkey, sometimes here and there, unpredictable in his movements.

You can't imagine such a person being so agile.

Shanks found himself unable to keep up with his movements, and as a swordsman, the most commendable thing was his calmness.

At all times, stay calm.

"Over here."

Draw your sword, slash.

A huge crack cracked in the ground.

The bear appeared next to the crack and fell to the ground trembling, looking at him strangely.

was seen through, and sure enough, he deserved to be Shanks, with a quick reaction and keen perception.

"In that case, we can only fight hard."

"Armament color hardening."

"Pressure cannon."

The pressure cannon compresses the fist, layer after layer, and strikes with both fists.

"Bang."

"Huh?" Shanks, who quickly felt that something was wrong, was not happy to block his fist, and the power from the blade continued to impact him.

The body is retreating, step by step.

His strength could not resist the power that came.

Frightened, what a powerful force, it is still erupting.

There were more than twenty explosions in my ears, and they continued, how much power was used in this person's punch.

"Poof."

The shaking stopped, he couldn't help it, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Puzzled, he looked at the bear strangely, what happened?

"Is it working?"

The bear felt the excitement, vomited blood, and finally had an effect.

Fighting Shanks, I'm very excited, you make a move, I'll do it next.

I'll make a move, and you'll be next.

So repeatedly, the battle lasted less than an hour, and their physical strength was consumed little by little, but there was no meaning of ending.

This battle, it seems, is not until the last moment, one of them does not fall, they are not going to stop fighting.

"Again."

Draw your sword, attack.

The two of them, who were indomitable, fell into a frantic battle.

An hour passed, and the two were still fighting, and the battle was turned upside down, and the island was shattered.

A pit here, a pit over there.

The waves are blooming, and they are still fighting, touching, stabbing, attacking.

Blood, as the two sprayed down, they had no intention of stopping, fighting frantically.

"Unleash all your powers, I know you're hiding some of your powers."

"Did you see that? In that case, then I will not continue to hide. ”

The bear opened his hands and exerted his last power, the power of awakening, and his whole body changed.

The eyes became sharp and deep, and the body became different, as if there had been no change, and it seemed that the world had changed.

Pressure, dramatically.

The wind is coming.

Shanks couldn't help but clench the blade, the pressure, the invisible pressure, so that he could not breathe.

Is this your strongest strength? No wonder she can defeat Charlotte Lingling.

This power made him feel frightened.

"Bang."

"Poof." It's so strong.

"I'm not a vegetarian either, though."

A backhand knife, a knife that condenses all the strength, without the slightest hiding.

With a knife out, the sky and the earth change color.

"Poof."

The two of them spurted blood at the same time, and their eyes were excited.

That's what it's all about.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and rushed up.

In mid-air, they touched.

Fists, blades, and pitch black collide together.

Violence sets off a storm, and in an instant, the wind blows, the lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds change color.

Islands, shrouded in darkness.

The two separated, the pitch-black sky parted, and was dispersed by a huge force, restoring light.

The light fell on the two of them, standing proudly on the earth.

Blood, dripping to the ground.

The two smiled miserably.

"Again?"

"Okay."

An earth-shattering battle, the eyes of the surrounding crew were wide-eyed, and they clenched their fists and looked ahead worriedly.

This is not an ordinary battle, but a battle at their level, and the outcome is unpredictable.

They can't guess the outcome, they can only wait.

"Captain."

"Come on."

"Bartholomi, an interesting man." Ben Beckman held his gun and stared at the bear's flickering figure.

Such a man, the strength has become so strong, but no one knows.

I have to say that this man has always been a fan.

"Bang."

Once again, the sky was bright.

It was pitch black, dispersed, revealing the figures of the two fighting, and landed, but in just a second, they flew up, clenched their fists, and fought.

The touch of a blade and a fist is a touch of strength and power.

There is only victory and defeat, only winning and losing, and there is no other so-called peace.

Fighting, that's it, either losing or losing.

"Haha."

"Haha."

"Fun."

"Comfortable."

The wild laughter was uninhibited, and the two of them laughed together, such laughter seemed abrupt in this messy land.

A battle, the island was shattered.

The sea is no longer calm.

Storms, huge wind and waves.

They looked at each other, jumped to their feet, and punched.

Shanks drew his knife and slashed forward, the power condensed on the blade, and he was in one hand, this knife, full of madness.

"Bang."

Fists, hard hits, slammed up.

Not afraid, not afraid, not retreating, not evading.

This is the bear, the tyrant-like man.

I never know how to dodge, you are strong, I am stronger.

See who can't bear it in the end, after awakening, his body has become more perverted.

Trembling, it bounced away, the blade hit his fist, and it was bounced away, and immediately after, the bear rushed up and punched Shanks.

Fatal punch!