Serge and Jorge stared at each other from afar, and a momentum brewed between them, and at one point, they both disappeared in place at the same time.

The hammer and the giant ruler collided for the second time. Both are strength fighters, Jorge is tall and powerful in the eyes of a person of normal height, but he is just a skinny chicken in front of Searle, who is five meters tall.

Generally speaking, size is strength, and it's hard to imagine why Jorge would choose to go toe-to-toe with Serge. Isn't this looking for abuse?

"Ahh

Selke grinned: "Compete with the giants, even if you have the armed color, what can you do!" ”

Serre is confident that he has never met an opponent in this area of strength, a self-righteous pirate? Joke!

"It's a lot of strength, Lord Jorge is not an opponent at all, is this guy a monster?" The pirates not far away shouted in fear and trembling.

The shattered walls were pushed open, and a tall figure was holding on to the hull of the ship and panting.

"It's really terrifying power, if it weren't for the armed color domineering in advance, maybe I would have been seriously injured!" Jorge wiped the blood from his face and sighed with a frightened face.

Searle said he was not surprised by the result.

After all, the other party is the captain of a large pirate group, a sea pirate of the same level as Pantsey.

This kind of guy who has mastered the domineering power of the armed color cannot be solved by brute force alone.

"Huhaha, how's it going? I'll just say you've picked the wrong opponent! If it's just a competition for strength, then you're going to die today! Searle stuck the giant ruler on the ground and pointed at Jorge.

Jorge struggled out of the cabin, picked up the hammer in front of him, and covered the hammer again: "Underestimated? Young imp, do you think that this is the only level of pirates like me who have been roaming the seas for many years? My strength is more than just strength. ”

Jorge exuded an even stronger momentum, and his bulging muscles slowly relaxed.

Since the strength is not enough, this time, Jorge intends to win with speed and sight!

His choice was right, Searle really didn't master the three-color domineering, and in the face of an opponent who was proficient in seeing and hearing, he really had a headache for a while.

The two rushed towards each other like sharp swords.

This time, the duel between the two is no longer a hard-to-go match.

Since fighting Pantesi, Serge has also realized his own shortcomings, so he has deliberately practiced his body's speed and agility while training his strength.

At least now speed is no longer Serge's shortcoming!

The battle between the two became more and more intense. Deliberately increasing the speed will inevitably lead to a decrease in strength, and the two can be regarded as evenly matched.

By constantly changing positions, the battle became stalemate.

"Not only is this guy terrifying, but even his speed is so fast?" The fighting pirates screamed.

The fierce battle between the two men made the others look at each other frequently.

Not only Serge, but the officers on the side of the Navy all met their respective opponents.

Stanford and the giant blade Ahmad fought together, Ahmad is also a master of swordsmanship, and the battle between the two is obviously a competition for swordsmanship, and there are backs and turns between offense and defense, at least in terms of swordsmanship, the two are evenly matched.

Dzungar's opponent was the drunkard Lochim, and the two fought each other with physical skill, and the battle between them was a battle between the Navy Six and a martial art similar to Drunken Fist.

Hygam still fights his old rival, Ziad the Longlegs. The previous battle ended in a draw, so the two men went all out from the start. After all, both sides know each other's attack methods and moves very well, there is no need to hide it, and the winner and loser should be separated as soon as possible, no, it should be the most important thing to divide life and death as soon as possible! There is no winner or loser in this battle, only life and death!

……

After the previous storm, the weather gradually cleared, but clear weather does not mean that the sea is also calm.

The sea area of Relais is still full of waves, but this huge wave is not a natural wind wave, but a man-made wave.

The collision caused by Sengoku and Florid's battle in the air indirectly caused a change in air pressure, which eventually caused the otherwise calm sea surface to become choppy.

At this time, Florid's relaxed appearance was no longer restored, the whole person looked very embarrassed, the top hat on his head had long been gone, a wisp of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his bright yellow wings were stained with blood.

Not far from him, the Warring States were stepping on the moon steps, methodically preparing for the next wave of offensives.

"Warring States, it didn't take for your strength to have changed so much in just five years, it seems that I don't know how to use all my strength, I can't continue to fight with you." After Florid's efforts to force back the Warring States, he gasped and said intermittently.

After a round of fighting, whether in terms of strength or domineering intensity, Flored was at a disadvantage.

"Is that all you can do, Florid? It seems that you have been wasted in the past five years, and if you are still at the level of five years ago, then today is the day you are buried! Sengoku's eyes widened in anger and shouted domineeringly.

With that, his left palm was aimed at Florid's again, and a powerful shockwave roared away.

"Hehe, what a headache monster!" Florid, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled wryly.

In the face of the shock wave, Florid did not choose to dodge, but covered his wings in front of him, and the next moment, the whole person's appearance changed drastically.

The whole person turned into a huge eagle, and its wings slammed towards the shockwave. Blade-like feathers detached from their wings and collided with the oncoming shockwave.

A violent storm was created from the collision, the clouds in the sky were scattered, and the already raging waves became even more surging.

"This is the awakening appearance of the captain, the ancient species of animal ~ Storm Eagle!"

The pirates shouted in unison.

The battle between the two instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The blow failed to work, Sengoku clenched his right hand into a fist, and his golden body disappeared in place,

Florid's eyes closed, and the bright yellow body of the bird was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black armor.

The next moment, the golden fist and the pitch-black wings collided together, and a shocking momentum erupted from between the two!

"Buddha Fist"

"Bird Impact"

It's a clash between overlord colors.

"Florid!"

"Sengoku!"

Under the influence of the overlord color, ordinary naval soldiers and miscellaneous fish pirates lost consciousness and fell on the deck!

Even strong men with good strength, such as Serre and Jorge, were shocked by the overlord color of the two.

Serge complained with relief: "Why didn't you use such a convenient move earlier?" Overlord is the best way to clear the battlefield! ”

Just as Searle relaxed, a black hammer struck him in the chest.

The moment he realized the relaxed attack, Serge immediately reacted.

"Oops, careless. It turned out to be an armed and domineering attack, and it seemed that it was impossible to dodge it at such a close distance, so it could only be resisted. Searle stabbed the ruler across his chest and made a secret decision.

The "bang" hammer slammed into the giant ruler, and Searle, who had rushed into battle, was knocked out by the huge force. The body smashed the side of the warship and plunged into the sea, and continued to fly dozens of meters with the splash.

"Haha, what an idiot to dare to be distracted while fighting my gummy-sama? It's time to die! Jorge slung the hammer to his shoulders and scolded with a brazen smile.

Searle was knocked by this hammer for nearly 100 meters, and in Jorge's cognition, no one could resist his full force blow head-on without the protection of the armed color domineering.

Hygam, Jungar and the others, who were fighting, saw Searle being sent flying, and their faces showed a look of worry.

Even the Warring States in the high altitude were a little worried, it was too late to support, and there were enemies around them, so they had to pray silently in their hearts: "Don't die, little brother Serge!" ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa" Under the eyes of everyone, the huge body was swimming towards the warship.

"Nani? What kind of monster is this, I didn't expect there to exist like this besides those two guys? Jorge's eyes were about to pop out.