"Boom!"

The entire island shook, and Whitebeard's huge, burly body fell to the ground with a bang, and his head was instantly pressed under the ground.

Black-red lightning shot out, and the ground shook violently like ocean waves.

The dust was stirring, and the blink of an eye covered everything.

"Daddy!!"

Marco and the others' faces changed suddenly, and they all shouted worriedly.

The next second, they were about to jump out of the boat and rush forward, but soon, a grain of sand swept in and stopped everyone.

"It's a fair matchup! Do you want to disturb them? ”

Klockdahl said coldly.

"Klokdahl!!"

Marco gritted his teeth.

"Or are the Whitebeard Pirates just a bunch of deceptive people who can't afford to lose?"

Klockdahl sneered.

He stood alone in front of everyone, with no fear on his face.

"Bastard!"

Marco roared.

But because of these few words, I can only continue to stand on the boat, staring at the battlefield ahead, waiting for the result.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept out.

"Kulalalala!"

With a loud laugh, the dust quickly dissipated, and a large figure slowly stood up.

"Marco, Daddy, am I such a weak person?"

"A mosquito bite punch that also worries you so much?"

"Don't let outsiders underestimate us!"

A low, deep voice came out, and Whitebeard raised his head, and an invisible and powerful aura roared, sweeping over everyone.

"Daddy is fine!"

"Great!"

Diamond Joz said excitedly.

But soon, when they saw the face of the figure in the field, their faces changed drastically again, and a touch of horror and worry emerged.

"Daddy?!"

"Is it really okay??"

Marco said in a trembling voice.

I saw the figure standing proudly in the field like a mountain, its head and cheeks were all infected with blood, and the blood was even dripping down its cheeks at this time.

This tragic appearance will never be thought to be anything in anyone's eyes.

"It's your turn, Whitebeard!"

Immediately afterwards, another figure in the field said lightly.

Everyone's eyes looked at Xia Le again.

His hands were clasped and blood was stained on his face, but the man's eyes were as bright as the sun, as if they were burning with flames.

"This monster!"

Diamond Joz gritted his teeth.

Whitebeard clenched his fists, jumped high, and swung down with a punch.

"Boom!"

The qi wave shook out, but Xia Le did not fall to the ground this time, but his head was tilted, and his waist was bent with it.

"It's not as heavy as the last punch!"

"It's like tickling."

Xia Le grinned.

"Change!"

Whitebeard laughed.

Then Xia Le swung his fist, and the same qi wave vibrate.

"What's wrong? Boy, the pain is shouted, the power of this punch is also greatly reduced! ”

Whitebeard scoffed.

"Soon, your mouth won't be so hard!"

Xia Ledao.

The two punched one punch after another, and the sound of tremors continued, and with each punch, they would despise each other's fists and states.

"You can't hold on anymore, do you? Fall down! Charlot! ”

"Hehe, Whitebeard, your head is not as hard as your mouth."

"Kulalalala, the strength is too small."

"So are you, Newgate!"

“······”

The crowd of onlookers was trembling and frightened.

"These two people!"

Marco took a breath, his eyes changing.

They are well aware that it seems that both sides are in full form, but at any time, it is not impossible for both of them to fall.

It was visible to the naked eye that as the injuries on these two people became more and more serious, their strength became smaller and smaller.

But even so, the two are still insisting, and neither of them is the first to admit defeat, and they are engaged in a decisive battle of one punch and one punch and one punch.

"Fist to flesh, this is a battle between men!"

Diamond Joz clenched his fist and said.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the second night.

The two men were still throwing their fists, and there was a loud bang on the island.

At this moment, all the people present to watch the battle felt sincere admiration for these two stubborn and persistent men.

"They've all been battered, but they're still holding on."

"Whether it's Daddy or Xia Le, it's incredibly powerful!"

"Physically, spiritually, willfully, far beyond us!"

Marco exclaimed.

Face-to-face, head-to-head, this is a test of everything for both sides.

Time continues to tick.

The frequency of the tremors in the island was waning, but every once in a while, there were still sounds.

And this also means that both sides are still persistent.

In the blink of an eye, it was the morning of the third day.

"Throw in the towel, Whitebeard!"

"Your eyes are blurred!"

Xia Le grinned.

"Joke, what kind of person are you to be Lao Tzu?"

Whitebeard snorted coldly, followed by a mockery.

"Look at your eyes, the swollen Karp can't recognize it!"

"The way you look, your sons won't recognize it!"

Charlotte scoffed.

From a distance, these two people have blue noses and swollen faces at the moment, their entire faces are almost distorted, showing a purple and blue appearance, their eyes are swollen, and there are bulges on their heads.

And this can only be seen from the face, Marco can judge his ribs from the state of his father, and the inside of his body has also suffered heavy damage.

Of course, Xia Le is also uncomfortable.

Crocodall had one cigar after another in his mouth, his eyes fixed on the field.

Everyone present, he is the most uncomfortable in their hearts at this moment. From knowing Xia Le to now, he has never seen each other like this.

What made his heart tremble even more was that this duel was entirely due to his stupidity.

"Xia Le, you shouldn't come!"

"My mistakes, just let me bear them alone!"

Klockdahl's eyes glistened with water, and his heart was inexplicably filled with something, and he only felt that his nose was sour.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to noon on the third day.

The two of them were still throwing punches in the ring, they were both at the limit, and the force of the punch was completely incomparable to yesterday.

Even with a punch, it took a while to hear the next sound come out.

Even after falling, it takes a long time to get up.

But shockingly, the showdown continues.

The sun sets and the time comes to night.

"How's it going? Whitebeard, Lao Tzu's fist, has made you suffer enough, right? ”

Xia Le grinned.

But as soon as he moved, he bared his teeth and grinned, and his face, limbs, abdomen, and whole body were full of hot pain at this time, as if there was no complete place.

"What are you kidding, stinky boy!"

"Lao Tzu is a white beard!"

Whitebeard glared, inhaling in the same pain.

"Go on, I won't lose to you!"

Xia Ledao.

"Come on, I'm going to be afraid of you?"

Whitebeard yelled.

After about four or five breaths, two loud laughs rang out at the same time.

Marco, Klockdahl and the others were all inexplicable, and as bystanders, they naturally felt that the two people in the field sympathized with each other in the big battle.

This is a complex feeling that only a strong person of the same level can have.

Recognize each other, disagree with each other, and at the same time want to win against each other!

"Evenly matched."

"Their spirit, will, and combat effectiveness have reached the same level."

"It's too difficult to tell the winner, it's only possible when the physical strength is exhausted!"

Marco sighed.

Everyone else nodded silently, and they also saw that it was not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser in this battle.

From the beginning of the Great War, the two showed equal combat power. and then changed the battle plan in the middle, and began a fist-to-flesh man duel.

Even so, it is still difficult to distinguish between strong and weak.

The night passed quickly, when the first rays of sunlight fell on the morning of the fourth day.

Everyone waited for a long time, but there was still no familiar sound.

When I looked at it, everyone's eyes widened suddenly!

"It's over!"

"The Great War is finally over!"

"Wait, those two!"

But soon, when the dust cleared from the spot, they were shocked again.

I saw two figures facing each other in the field, like two mountains, standing there steadily, and no one fell.

This shocking scene silenced everyone.

After a long time, Marco reacted and stepped forward to check.

"I'm unconscious, I'm unconscious!"

"Their physical strength, their energy is all exhausted."

"But even when they reach their limit and their consciousness is scattered, their bodies still stand on the ground as instinctively and do not allow themselves to fall."

"What a strong competitive spirit!"

"Or rather, they don't want to lose to each other."

Standing silently around the two of them, all the cadres of the Whitebeard Pirates showed a shocked and admiring expression.

Then, they stepped forward and carefully picked up the father and carried him back to the boat.

Klockdahl was holding Xia Le, looking at the others in front of him solemnly and vigilantly.

"This is the strongest fight in the world, and it ends in a draw!"

"Our Whitebeard Pirates are not the ones to take advantage of others."

"Take him with you!"

"But!"

Marco's eyes went cold.

"If we meet on the battlefield next time."

"We're not going to show any mercy anymore, then."

"It's going to be a fight of life and death!"

Klockdahl was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I won't spare you either." ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately picked up Xia Le and ran towards the other side of the island, a boat that the other men had already robbed.

The two waves soon separated, and a big battle that shocked the world ended in a draw.

"Quick! Get out of here now! ”

"Pirates, they've never been trustworthy!"

As soon as Klockdahl boarded the ship, he exclaimed.

The other subordinates beside him hurriedly started the ship when they heard this.

After waiting for about two hours for the ship to sail, Klockdahl looked around and saw no other Whitebeard Pirate ships before he let out a sigh.

"These guys are still trustworthy."

It was also at this time that Xia Le, who was lying there on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly.

"Whitebeard, you're not such a bad guy."

"Lao Sha!"

Klockdahl turned his head, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "I woke up so soon!" ”

"Lao Tzu is just a little tired, just squint for a while!"

Xia Le gritted his teeth and sat up.

In the next second, his right hand suddenly moved, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and wiped it towards his neck.

Klockdahl was stunned, and the pupils of the onlookers constricted.

What's this for?!

(End of chapter)