Raising his hand, the sword qi flew out.

The breath that sputtered out eroded the earth, and the cracks opened like an abyss.

The peaks parted, and the sky changed color.

Just a knife, a knife that belongs to Shanks.

The pressure field shattered, the clicking sound rang in his ears, and the bear let go of his hand, a scar on his arm was clearly visible, and red blood fell on the mud.

"Tick."

The smell of blood wafted, the palms of the hands were clenched, the five fingers were together, and the momentum rose again.

"Life returned."

A low voice came from the bear's throat and reverberated around, and for a moment, the sky was calm, and only a phantom appeared in front of him.

"Bang."

"I'll admit you're fast, beyond my vision, but no matter how fast you are, I can react the moment you appear."

The fist, touching the blade, did not move.

The bear's movements are so fast that they can't catch it with their eyes, and they can't even sense it when they see and hear it.

But Shanks didn't need that, as long as he saw the bear appear, he could react and resist.

Draw your sword, bounce back.

Raise your foot, run like a rainbow, and slash forward.

With his hands crossed and his palms in front of him, the sword qi flew out, and Shanks appeared in front of him, sneering coldly.

The direction changes and suddenly attacks the bear's left side, armpit.

"Ugh."

The knife is not in the tip of a knife.

Red blood seeped out, and the bear frowned, and his hand was raised, and it slammed into Shanks's head.

"Boom."

The battle has come to an end, and it can be regarded as a pause.

The bear touched the wound, and the knife was very sharp, with a special edge, and the amount of bleeding from the wound increased greatly.

Unlike ordinary knives, the bear glanced at it and did not tidy it up.

Two obvious wounds, one on the hand and one under the armpit.

Shanks was much better, there were no obvious wounds on his body, he was still smiling, coming out of the dust.

The cloak fluttered, blowing away the dust, and the flip-flops made a particularly unpleasant sound when they trampled the ground.

With flowing red hair, messing up his face, he smiled.

"You're a lot more interesting than Mihawk."

A different way of fighting, a different confrontation.

The fights, attacks, and attacks of the two were all different, and he didn't like to fight the swordsman very much, because they didn't have any other moves except the sword.

“……。” Hawkeye wants to say, if you say it again, I will immediately rush out and abolish you.

Disappointing him, Shanks stopped speaking ill of him after saying a word.

"Teleportation, as well as slapping the air to generate energy compression, Navy Six, you learned quite miscellaneous."

If you think about it carefully, it's very miscellaneous, the development fruit, the navy six styles, and various moves.

There are not many things that are really used, but not too much, and no less.

Compared to swordsmen, it must be very miscellaneous.

Swordsman, only learn one thing, that is, swordsmanship.

The sword has evolved into several knife streams, such as the second knife stream and the third knife stream.

"As long as you can kill people, it's nothing more than miscellaneous."

Killing people is fundamental.

"That's right, I admit your point of view, as long as you can kill someone, it doesn't matter what he is."

But he still wouldn't do it, Devil Fruit, it's a taboo.

If you eat it, you will have a weakness, and he will not eat it.

A swordsman will not give himself weaknesses.

"You're a lot more interesting than him."

Hearing this, Shanks was stunned for a moment, thinking about who he was?

Seeing the bear's eyes look at Hawkeye Mihawk, he couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

"Haha."

"Haha."

The tears came out, and he wiped them away and continued to laugh.

Laughter is contagious, and the rest of the people can't help it, open their mouths, and laugh loudly.

The only ugly thing is Mihawk, who holds the black knife in his hand, and if he could, he would really pull out the black knife and chase the two bastards to slash.

Is it really that cool to joke about yourself?

"Hmph."

The two looked at each other, and everything was silent.

To get back to the point, fighting, still fighting.

"Slam the pressure cannon."

Squat down, put your hands in front of you, and jerk them out.

One by one, the pressure cannon rushed out quickly, and after improvement, the bear increased the speed of pushing out, and the speed of the sphere became faster, and a dense group of spheres flew over, Rao is Shanks, and there was a headache.

"This trick is a trick."

Dodge, dodge, dodge again.

Twist the body, move forward, keep moving forward.

Seeing and hearing the domineering effect appeared, perception, dodging, and the dense pressure cannon couldn't get close to his body, but how could the bear let him get closer.

"Boom."

Two of the pressure cannons touched each other and exploded in one fell swoop.

"Boom."

Smoke and dust billowed and the sky was yellow.

Muddy sand fell all over the sky like rain.

The bear was motionless, looking ahead, in the yellow sand, a person flew out, the knife swung a few times, and several sharp sword qi cut over.

Raise your hand, bounce back.

There was sword qi in all directions, and Xiong stared at the surroundings motionlessly, seeing and hearing the domineering color to catch any danger around him.

Twist your waist, dodge, attack, empty.

The movements are fast, Shanks is fast, his body is very soft, the dodge is timely, and the attack is like lightning.

"How about this sword."

In the blind corner, his voice came out, and the bear rolled, jumped into the air, and trampled on the moon.

Looking down for his figure, Shanks didn't come up, and looked up, his eyes were strange.

"Buzz."

The domineering aura of the overlord color descended instantly, the pressure was transmitted, and the bear's body fell to the ground.

"Bang."

It hurts, it hurts.

There was no time to care about his body, the bear rolled, and after rolling for several meters in a row, there were deep pits behind him, and Shanks was moving forward quickly.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

"It's too insidious."

Take back the overlord color domineering, and when you think it's okay, I'll give it to you.

It's hard to prevent.

"Bartholomi, don't run."

The bear concentrated on dodging, and then relieved his breath.

"Pressure cannon."

A backhand pressure cannon, a block, and then a fly.

It's all empty, he's too late, a teleport, get out of place.

"Buzz."

Shanks' attack was empty, and he returned in defeat, thinking that he could get a little advantage, but unexpectedly, he still escaped.

"It's a trick."

There is no way to fight well, a move that is inevitable, you dodge it with a teleportation, what else do I fight?

No wonder those people are suffering at his hands, with this ability, can they not suffer?

If you can't beat it, you can escape.

Wait a few years, after the strength is strong, come to fight again, and if you can't beat me, you will escape.

boil, you can survive others.

"Can you not run?"

"I can't."

When I'm stupid, I don't run, will I cut you down?

If I have this ability, why can't I make good use of my strengths?

Hitting short with a long shot is a mantra of soldiers.

"Hey."

Not happy, very unhappy.

This person's strength is okay, but he is too good at cheating, this ability, use it like this.

The bear is not very comfortable, and Shanks is too insidious and can always think of some ghost ideas to defeat you.

Of course, the premise of everything is strength.

(End of chapter)