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"There's another fight over there!"

An arcanist suddenly walked from a distance, stood on the street and said with excitement: "It's Orton, the bone crusher hammer who is the thirty-fourth most wanted in the deep sea, and Mofur, the young powerhouse of the Night Weeping Clan!"

"Go check it out!"

"This is the seventh battle of the young generation in the deep sea near this island in the past two days!"

A gray-haired old nobleman leaned on crutches and whispered: "These two are both powerful young generation powerhouses who are famous on one side, and that young man of the Night Weeping Clan is even stronger, so naturally he can't miss it!"

With the sparse sound of the crowd, the originally very comfortable crowd suddenly became restless, and they all rushed to the battlefield of the white sand beach --- the tail of Obai Island.

This is half a month.

The alchemy genius openly put down his arrogance in his personal biography, which was extremely shocking in the deep sea.

Countless young generations of powerhouses have come out of retreat from deep-sea cities and arcane towers, traveling around this mysterious sea of Hideya, wanting to fight this arrogant genius.

It is precisely because of this that due to the large number of young and strong people walking in this sea area, the exchange convention that every time they encounter in the deep sea travel, there must be a war!

It's just that here, this lonely genius who let go of cruel words did not appear, and of course no one doubted it at all.

There are even people who have guesses about the arrogant behavior of alchemical geniuses all along, and they are connected with all kinds of imaginations. For example, the people who are slowly rushing to the battlefield right now.

"The reason why this alchemy genius didn't appear may be because there is no one in this deep sea area who is worthy of his attack right now!"

"Bell and Woody, one of the recognized strongest men, have not made any moves or appeared at this time, and perhaps others don't even have the strength to fight him in the eyes of alchemy geniuses!"

"That's true!" "Indeed!" As the conversation began, there was a sparse voice of emotion in the flow of people.

The Messiah hears this.

His expression suddenly moved vaguely, and he began to walk along the flow of people: "These two powerhouses are both young generation powerhouses of the second-order high-level, and it must be of great help to me to fight and restore through intelligent records." ”

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On the sandy beach of the island, two people are far opposite.

A young man with a hooked nose has a sharp gaze, and he can see that his personality is slightly vicious and vicious, and this person is the thirty-fourth most wanted in the deep sea - "Orton the Bone Crusher Hammer".

More than a dozen metal bands as soft as silk were circulating around him, and he stood proudly on top of this piece of sand, a huge three-meter serrated sledgehammer full of spikes, hovering around him like a satellite!

And this hook nose opposite.

It was a slender and handsome two-meter abyssal man, his slender hands were full of dark green fish scales, and he was standing on the beach with a five-meter-long white stone stick in one hand, and his handsome face was indescribably serious.

And the hanging shimmering airbag on his head shows his identity as a night cryer.

This person is none other than the Night Weeping Clan, a fanatical battle sea clan, a battle genius that comes once in hundreds of years--Movre.

"Movre, the battle maniac's long stick, has more than a dozen knife cuts on it, and it seems that he has defeated many strong men!" Someone seemed to know very well what kind of glory his stone stick was carved by the knife and looked tattered.

An aging arcanist gave a boost to Whitebeard. Looking at Morf's upright face, the more he liked it, he looked relieved: "It is precisely because of this upright deep-sea bounty hunter who has been chasing all the felons on the deep-sea wanted list that this sea area can be a little peaceful!"

"This Movl may have a common language with me. The Messiah sighed softly.

He stood in the crowd of onlookers and heard about the various deep-sea deeds of this Movul, and instantly felt that this upright Movre was the same kind of person as him.

As an arcanist, he has always demanded himself with the harsh concept of a rational and objective traditional arcanist, and the Movre in front of him has always been strict with himself with the traditional knightly glory code.

This Movre is the kind of knight who is upright and observes the glory of knighthood that the Messiah admires and yearns for.

And in the Messiah's view, compared to an unreliable chief student, this extremely rigorous young generation of upright young people is the pillar of the future of this deep sea!

As for the Night Crying Clan, a hegemon-level battle sea clan that has been forcibly collecting all kinds of sea crossing fees and is notorious for its tyranny and brutality, why there is such a strong knight with such an upright personality, it is a question of genes and personality inheritance that is difficult to study.

However, there are occasional tales of Movul's famous bounty hunter.

This Movl has always appeared as a strict and upright knight in the deep sea, and as a deep sea bounty hunter, he hunted down some deep sea felons everywhere, and was respected by the strong who ignored knights and arcanists.

But.

I heard that in the city of the deep sea tribe of the Night Weeping Clan, Movr was often pinned to the ground by his father Picca Chilo... It is said that the scene of domestic violence is extremely spectacular, directly shattering most of the streets of the undersea city.

However, whether this incident is true or not remains to be examined.

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Right now, the Messiah watched with interest as the battle before him drew to a close.

Boom!

Bang bang!!

The giant hammer kept dancing in the air and smashed towards Movle, this seemingly bloated giant hammer was extremely agile, no matter how tricky it attacked in the air, it was broken by Movre standing in place with a stick!

And the style of this stick is extremely upright, with an impartial and frontal crushing momentum, constantly bombarding this giant hammer, so that it cracks appear in a short period of time.

The battle in front of you is simply a one-sided crushing!

This is also a matter of course, as a genius knight of the second-order high-level, Movle's combat power evaluation is the evaluation of the invincible superior of the same level, except for some chief monsters who can't look at common sense and look at a certain super-level combat power, among the second-order high-level, he is naturally almost invincible.

Poof!

A crisp sound sounded softly, and the giant hammer in front of him began to shatter...

Immediately after, the giant hammer turned into a cloud of arcane fluctuating green smoke and slowly disappeared into the air.

Seeing this, Muffle suddenly thrust the tattered stone stick in his hand into the ground, but his feet slowly walked towards the frightened-looking hooked nose in front of him.

Bang!

One punch, two punches, three punches!

Movl unloaded the hook-nosed offensive arcane, and he simply slammed his bare hands at the defensive barrier in front of him, this satin-like "structure-type" defensive arcane that was constantly flying, and was constantly beaten and deformed!

Click!

Half a minute later, this defensive arcane finally couldn't bear it, and with a sound like an egg breaking, this arcane shattered.... Reduced to nothingness again, drifting in the wind.

Muffle shook his head as he looked at the hooked nose in front of him who was about to pee.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the arcanist in front of him like a chicken, and with great ease, he took out a strange demonic rope from his belt and stabbed it on one of his wrists.

The strangely textured rope instantly seemed to sense something, and suddenly contracted like a water snake on the arcanist's wrist.

This is the most famous magic tool in the deep sea--- forbidden life rope, it is a communication tool for isolating an arcanist's spirit sea, once the arcanist is trapped, he can only be reduced to a mortal.