As soon as Hancock's sigh fell, the field of yellow sand and ash began to tilt.

After holding on for a few seconds, the ash could not resist the erosion of the yellow sand, and saw a sharp flying kick from Klockdahl hit Mr3 in the abdomen.

Bang!

Mr3 was kicked backwards by this powerful kick, and slammed into the wall of the casino where the previous pirate leader was staying.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the rubble rolled, the fragile walls, and the tables, chairs, counters in the casino were smashed, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see!

"Huh, relying solely on physical skills, it's really not as good as a long-famous powerhouse like Lao Sha......"

Mr3 slowly stood up from the rubble, several pieces of hard candle armor falling off his abdomen, and a pool of soft candles to counteract the impact on the wall behind him.

The moment he was kicked by Klockdahl, he skillfully used the power of the Candle Fruit to reduce the damage he received to a negligible degree.

The movement seemed to be significant, but in fact he was not harmed in any way.

That's the benefit of prioritizing the accuracy of fruit ability!

"Thinking about the physical fitness, I can also say that I have reached A-, which should be better than against Shi Tierez, but unfortunately, this body still lacks enough experience in the fast-paced confrontation with the frontal toughness."

Mr3 was still holding the Candle Axe he had fought against Klockdahl, and the blade was already filled with gaps.

Looking up at Klockdahl, who was standing in the yellow sand smoking a cigar and staring at this side leisurely, the corners of Mr3's mouth also involuntarily raised slightly.

I think I've been underestimated......

"What's the matter, Mr3, the words are so beautiful, is that all there is to it?"

Klockdahl patted the wax on the black suit, the golden poison hook on his left arm glistened, and he slowly walked towards Mr3 with a heavy sense of oppression.

Not far away, Hancock looked at Mr3 with a slight heaving chest, his brows furrowed slightly, and the depths of his beautiful eyes were filled with doubt.

Although Mr3's physical skills and domineering have not yet reached the level of Klockdahl, it is just a short warm-up exercise, why did he fall into such a weak state? ’

Is this a deliberate show of weakness to Klockdahl, to lower his vigilance? Mr3 knows Klockdahl's cunning better than I do, and I should know that such a superficial ploy is unlikely to work! ’

'Then why ......'

Suddenly, Hancock's pupils shrank, and he thought of the root cause:

Before that, Mr3, who used his fruit ability to ride a long distance on the sea, had already exhausted his physical strength and spirit!

But in that case, why is he so eager to find Klockdahl to fight alone, isn't it the best choice to rest and replenish his strength first? ’

For Mr3's approach, Hancock was puzzled.

What is the reason why you want to recruit Klockdahl by force, but put yourself at an absolute disadvantage before the battle?!

"It's worthy of you, president, it's really as strong as a monster."

The candle axe in Mr3's hand melted little by little, and he met Klockdahl's gaze on the surface, but in fact he was watching left and right, looking for a convenient way to defeat the enemy.

Eventually, his attention was drawn to a bucket of water in the corner of the casino.

The reason why Luffy was able to defeat Lao Sha in the desert that was extremely beneficial to Lao Sha two years ago, aside from the protagonist's aura, the biggest key was naturally to skillfully take advantage of Lao Sha's weakness of being afraid of water.

So......

"Oh? You're not naïve enough to want to beat me with water, are you? ”

Klockdahl saw through Mr3's thoughts at a glance, and said happily, "If you want to do it, try it, I won't hinder you, Mr3!" ”

No strong man would tolerate an Achilles' heel, and when Alabastan was defeated by the Straw Hats, Klockdahl focused on training to restrain his weakness.

In the past two years of mixing in the New World, he has already completely overcome the weakness of being afraid of water, and has reached the relative perfection of the fruit ability!

Hearing him say this, Mr3 also dismissed his intentions, and did not doubt the truth of Klockdahl's words.

With a person of Lao Sha's level, he is completely capable of doing this kind of thing, and he is arrogant by nature, and there is no reason for him to blempty his subordinates who he once looked down on.

"If I don't give it a try, then I'm going to go."

Klockdahl's legs dissipated, turning into jets of yellow sand to propel his body forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mr3!

"Wait!"

Just as he was about to make a move, Mr3 opened his mouth and shouted to stop him.

"What, do you want to say your last words?"

Klockdahl was quite cooperative to stop the attack and stand still - from the very beginning, he didn't take Mr3 seriously!

"What I want to say more than my last words is the handle that Ivankov mentioned about you two years ago in the city."

MR3 pushed the goggles that reflected the sun's rays, and when he saw Klockdahl on the other side, he was stunned suddenly, and after the relaxed and leisurely expression on his face collapsed, he deliberately lowered his voice to prevent others from hearing it, and said mysteriously:

"If I'm not mistaken, Klokdal, you ...... before you meet Ivankov, who is able to change gender"

"It's a daughter, right?"

Before the crossing, he had seen all kinds of speculations about Klockdahl's gender on the One Piece Bar.

Whether it is the title of chapter 938 of the comic "The Secret of Women" using Lao Sha as the title page cover, or releasing Lao Sha riding the camel of the camel woman in Alabastan, there are hints of this, and it is true.

Therefore, Mr3 will make up his mind temporarily and want to use this "guess" to test Klockdahl.

If this is the case, it will be easier to handle the old sand and save a lot of unnecessary trouble!

Hearing this, Klockdahl was visibly stunned, then covered his forehead and tilted his head, and laughed.

"Gohahahaha!"

"Lao Tzu's predecessor was a woman? Do you have a rich imagination, or is your brain dried by the fire above your head? ”

Klockdahl did not shy away from laughing angrily, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Under the shocked gaze of Hancock and the black-suited crew, including Daz Bonis, Klockdahl retracted a maniacal smile.

Instead, there were quickly gloomy eyes and a tone filled with murderous intent.

I don't know if the secret was revealed, or if he was "insulted" by Mr3 with a woman, he stepped out, and the right arm that hung down on his side continued to overflow with dense yellow sand, like a prehistoric giant crocodile in a state of rage and about to explode!

"Desert Sword!!"

With a loud shout, Klokdahl's entire right arm was completely covered with flowing yellow sand, which condensed at an extremely high density and turned into a terrifying quicksand knife!

Klockdahl's figure flickered, and his speed was so fast that it was difficult to even catch with the naked eye, and he appeared in front of Mr3 almost instantly!

Damn?!

How is this different from saying yes?

Damn, post it, my brother mistook me too deeply!

There was no extra time to complain, the red light in Mr3's eyes flashed, and the domineering color of seeing and hearing was raised to the extreme at this moment.

He hurriedly raised his arms, which were covered with armed domineering and high-hardness candle armor, and blocked them in front of his chest.

In the next second, the extremely sharp yellow sand blade struck head-on.

Rumble!

The first time I touched it, the hard and heavy candle arm broke inch by inch.

I couldn't hold even a second!

Fortunately, the sturdy wax block weakened the instantaneous burst and subsequent power of the Desert Treasure Knife, which allowed Mr3's arms covered with armed color domineering to successfully resist the blade without being cut on the spot.

Even so, the tremendous force that flowed from Klockdal's right arm sent him flying upwards, crashing through three walls in quick succession!

"Go to hell and repent of your words and deeds, Mr3!!"

"Arc Moon Dune!"

Unlike the first shot, the enraged Klockdahl didn't intend to give Mr3 a chance to breathe, and the yellow sand at the elbow of his right arm flowed, turning into a half-moon-shaped sand blade made entirely of gravel.

Unlike the Desert Blade, this half-moon blade of sand does not have the lethal power to slash enemies, but it has an even more terrifying effect:

As long as it touches the target's body, it will instantly absorb all the water in the target's body, making it a dry mummy!

Klockdahl's speed was so fast that as soon as Mr3 who was knocked away stood up from the smoke and dust in the sky, the half-moon-shaped sand blade had already broken through the air and "cut him off"!

"Hehe, after all, it's still the same as before, it's a useless waste......"

Klockdahl looked disdainful, put away the sand blade and didn't look at Mr3, turned around and left.

He has absolute confidence in his abilities.

With a parallel commodity like Mr3, there is no way to face the erosion of yellow sand, so he can only let the water in his body lose and slowly die in despair...... Well?

As soon as he took two steps, Klockdahl, sensing that something was wrong, stopped, his pupils turned slightly, and he glanced behind him.

I saw that "Mr3" still maintained a standing posture, motionless like a wooden man, and there was no sign of dehydration at all!

Grunt, grunt, grunt.

Not far away, in the dense dust, there was a strange sound similar to magma rolling, surging, and compressing.

"It's a pity, the candle doesn't contain water, my dear President Lao Sha~"

Mr3's distinctive voice floated out of the billowing dust, and the "Mr3" that had been cut by the arc of the moon-shaped sand dune twisted and collapsed, melting into wax little by little.

'Do you create a wax figure that looks like it's real at the moment it hits the ground......?'

Klockdahl was shocked, and the expression on his face was relatively calm.

But in the next second, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he only felt that an almost substantial crisis was coming.

The calm on his face also completely collapsed and shattered!

"Try this trick, President, candle ......"

"The Great Spitfire!!