【Pirate ship?】 I'm sorry, I'm going to rob. 】

[The rhythm of the annihilation]

[After two years of hellish training, the protagonist's body itself surpasses ordinary people, and these pirate minions are simply cannon fodder]

[It's a pity that there are six styles missing, and it's still weaker than one grade, otherwise it will be directly GG as soon as you shoot Lan's legs]

Looking at the barrage of criticism, Zoren looked coldly at the remaining pirates with combat power.

"It's so strong!"

Seeing the barefoot empty fist directly placed on the disproportionate number of Zorren, the pirates turned pale, and the hands holding the weapons trembled slightly, and they fell backwards.

Strength is fundamentally far from the harmless appearance of humans and animals!

"That speed, reflexes, strength, and melee combat – get out of the way! That imp is not something you can deal with! ”

A deep and heavy voice came from behind the pirate minion, and as the pirates moved out of the way with relief, a burly man nearly four meters tall and as tall as a bear, holding a huge machete that matched his figure, slowly walked forward.

Every step he took was trampled heavily, making the entire ship tremble slightly.

"What a tall and majestic physique." Zoren couldn't help but squint, this exaggerated size of the physique alone could not contain too little power.

"Imp." The burly man approached him, looked down at Zoren, and his voice vibrated like a drum: "I am the captain of the Evil Sword Pirate Ship - Agoura, who has a bounty of 38 million Bailey, report your name!" ”

"Thirty-eight million Baileys." Zoren's eyes lit up slightly, the bounty was a wanted notice set by the Navy based on the threat of pirates, although it was not directly converted into a sign to describe combat power, but it was also a benchmark for pirates to measure each other's strength.

The more bounties you have, the more glory you will have for the pirates, and at least you can prove that you are a figure with a head and a face that spreads all over the sea.

"I'm just an unknown junior who has just gone to sea, and I don't have a name to say." Shrugging, Zoren replied.

"Oh? Little ghost, if you are willing to join my Evil Knife Pirates, you will not care about the matter of injuring my men, and the vacant position of deputy captain will be for you to sit, how about it! Agoura's eyes rolled, and he threw out the conditions that he confessed to be tempting.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not with garbage." Zorn said lightly.

"Garbage? Hehe, congratulations, little ghost - you managed to me off! ”

As soon as the words fell, the fierce light in Agoura's eyes was revealed, and he directly picked up the four-meter-long machete, and slashed it like a lightning whistle.

Zoren reacted quickly to the side, the big knife brushed the sleeve beside him, completely shattering the thick wooden deck in place, taking advantage of the pause when Agoura had time to withdraw the knife, Zoren kicked his feet and quickly sprinted for a short distance, and his toes lifted up a beautiful arc diagonally, aiming at the opponent's lower body.

"What a sinister imp."

As he said this, Agoura, who was holding a knife in both hands, had already let go of one hand, which was twice as large as a bear's paw, and blocked it like a shield.

The toes and the palms of the flesh collided together disproportionately, and under the dull sound, the rain was also shaken away by the pure strength.

"It's so strong! More power than me! At the moment of melee contact, Zoren's eyes couldn't help but become solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, he was worthy of being a pirate character with a bounty, and it was a completely different field of strength from those pirate minions before.

Immediately after that, in order to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of the weapon, Zoren, who was already approaching him, continued to use his fierce fighting skills, forcing Agoura to fight purely in close combat.

Agoura admits that he has been crisscrossing the East China Sea for many years, and how can he admit it in front of a child, and his quick reaction is completely inconsistent with his bloated body, and he is entangled with Zorren.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

In a short period of time, the two had already fought for more than ten rounds with physical skills, and the exaggerated momentum and strength overwhelmed the storm outside, and the pirates on the deck all retreated to five meters away in shock.

I thought that as soon as the powerful captain made a move, the other party would turn into meat sauce and fall, but now it seems that it is not the same thing at all.

"This little ghost can actually match the strength of the captain!"

"How is it possible, the captain's ancestors have the blood of the giant clan!"

The little pirate minions were horrified, and watched the terrifying battle situation with wide eyes.

"Who the hell is this little ghost!!"

And what is even more surprising is that Agoura, who fought directly with Zorren, felt the power that could be compared to himself on the seemingly thin body of Zorren in front of him, and in the back and forth fighting, Agoura grinned and gritted his teeth in pain after being punched, but Zorren didn't snort when he punched him, but fought more feverishly.

"The imp is holding back my thump!"

Agoura thought so, and the moment he quickly changed his body, his eyes fell on Zorren's face, and he suddenly trembled, as if he had seen something incredible.

But the corners of Zoren's mouth kept a slight curvature, and he was actually laughing in this fierce battle of life and death!

"Rejoice! That's it!! Zorren's dark eyes became brighter and brighter, his blood was boiling and flowing all over his body, and his surging battle intent was awe-inspiring.

In the past two years of the training camp, although they often have real physical skills with Lu Qi, they have also kept each other's hands to prevent excessive injuries from affecting the other party's exercise tasks.

Now that he is engaged in this desperate battle, he can clearly feel the power condensed in his body, the way in which the strength is transmitted in the flesh and muscles, and the turning point between the new and the old forces between the body and the arts!

This kind of death stimulation dancing on the tip of the knife, hearty pleasure, this is what his body has been pursuing for two years-

Fight! Only fighting!

The Devil's Training Camp was originally designed to train new people with the purpose of killing machines of war.

Under the continuous battle, Zoren seemed to have entered a state, and the physical moves he unfolded became more and more sharp and smooth, and Agoura's body was oppressed and regressed slightly.

"Is that all the 38 million Bailey bounty pirates have that kind of strength!? I'm not even close to beating me!! Zoren sneered.

"Don't be too complacent, little ghost! It was just a warm-up!! Agoura was completely enraged, his eyes were bloodshot, his body seemed to fall down, and he was punched by Zorren, and when he snorted in pain, his hand went down to the hilt of the big knife.

"Huh?"

Zoren's eyes narrowed, and he was about to continue to force the hand-to-hand combat, but he was keenly aware of the danger, and he kicked and rolled in the air a few times, landing behind.

As soon as he opened a few meters of safety, Agoura had already picked up his broadsword and spun it along with his body, the cold light flashing and quickly forming a gyroscopic slash.

"Death!"

The bloated figure twisted and rotated into an afterimage, which was even more invisible in the white rainstorm, but the sharp blades cut off together with the rain proved that this was not a useless move.

Zoren looked at the knife-shaped storm that was quickly spinning and cutting this way, and after thinking slightly, he quickly retreated to the side, but rushed directly towards the pirates who were watching next to him.

"Wozhi! Don't come here, boy! ”

The pirates, who were originally the people who ate melons, were suddenly frightened, and the wails began one after another.