Quiet!

As Orn's words fell, the desert suddenly became silent.

Yamato and the others looked at their captain in astonishment, unable to understand why their captain could accurately call the name of the woman opposite, and why the captain, who had always had extremely high requirements for his partner, would suddenly invite the woman on the other side to board the ship.

The other party is the behind-the-scenes commander of the Baroque working society, alas, no matter how you think about it, he will not be a good person.

On the other side, Robin couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Orn's invitation.

How did he know who he was?

Yes, after all, this guy is a pirate who debuted in the West Sea, and it's not surprising that he's seen the photos on his bounty order.

It's just that...... Is it really reasonable to poach the number two person of the opposing force when they first met?

Robin, after all, had been alone for many years at a young age, and soon realized that now was not the time to think about it.

Noticing that Klockdahl's cold gaze like a knife swept towards him, Robin immediately showed a calm smile and said:

"This kind of thing, if you can survive from the hands of our president, I might think about it seriously~"

"Hmph~"

Crocodall, who was holding a cigar, took his eyes off Robin's body with an unhappy face, first cleaning up the guy on the other side who didn't know how thick the sky was, and then there was time to clean up this thoughtful subordinate!

"Orn."

In mid-air, Klockdahl condescendingly looked down at Orn led below:

"The body turned out to be just such a hairy boy, no wonder the World Government will increase your bounty to 110 million."

He obviously had a preconceived belief that the World Government had learned of Orn's true age and felt that such a young Phantom Beast Breed had a lot of untapped potential, which was why he had raised his bounty to that number.

"It's just...... Even if you are young and frivolous, you should know what enemies to touch and what enemies you should not touch! If you want to step on my head, you're still a hundred years early! ”

Klockdahl gave the teachings of his predecessors with a rebellious expression.

It's just that, in the face of his earnest teachings, the "newcomer" Orn does not intend to accept it with an open mind.

"So, is this what you learned from Whitebeard?"

The words that were understated, yet full of irony, spat out of Orn's mouth, instantly making Crocodall's face extremely gloomy.

"You...... It's good to have the audacity to mention that name in front of me. ”

In the next second, a small storm of sand suddenly formed on Klockdahl's right hand.

- Shalan!

With a flick of Klockdahl's hand, the small storm burst out of his hand and instantly exploded into a tornado several meters high.

Inside the tornado, several sand blades were visible to the naked eye.

The sand blade tore through the air, making a high-pitched whistling sound.

Everywhere you go, whether it is a tall cactus or a boulder that has survived a hundred years of wind and sand erosion but still stands, it will be easily crushed like tofu and become the nourishment for the desert tornado.

After just a few breaths, a small tornado that was originally only a few meters away turned into a huge storm of tens of meters, sweeping towards Orn.

In the face of the huge storm, Orn's face did not change, he stared at the huge storm in front of him, and did not dodge, but only untied the big knife behind his back, which seemed strange to Klockdahl and Robin.

Hold the knife in your hand and swing it hard!

First, a crimson slash shaped like a flying slash appeared around Orn, and immediately after, this slash suddenly exploded, crashing into the sweeping sand blade.

Fang Yuan bursts!

Rumble!

In the sound of a huge explosion, the sharp blade of the Dao Dao shattered into a sky full of yellow sand, and the violent tornado that originally seemed to be about to sweep the entire desert disappeared in an instant!

In the dusty sky, Orn, who was carrying droplets, nodded in satisfaction:

"Yes, the power of the new move is quite satisfying."

As we all know, true geniuses draw inferences.

Orn, who has experienced the enhancement of the brain domain by the Creation Illustrated Book, is obviously among them.

After comprehending the power of Wei Guo from the two giants, he learned to use Lanjiao by touch.

The explosive slash just now was a new move he developed by using the principle of Lanjiao and combining the explosive characteristics of droplets.

While the Flying Slash does not have an explosive effect, the air between the blade and the Flying Slash can be detonated by droplets, which can cause considerable AOE damage to opponents within a radius of about five to ten meters while defending against an upcoming attack.

On the other side, noticing that Orn had taken his Shalan so easily, Klockdahl's eyes couldn't help but show a moment of surprise.

But he was so proud that he obviously wouldn't admit that he had looked away:

"It seems that you don't just talk big, so in that case, let's play with you."

As he spoke, Klockdahl's right arm slammed toward the ground below.

Desert Sword!

Laugh at!

The sharp sand blade as thin as a black line was wrapped in purple lightning, and slashed towards Orn at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Orn thought for a moment, did not choose to hard-connect, and with the speed of shaving, he easily dodged the knife with only one dodge.

"Die!"

Almost as soon as he avoided the Desert Sword, a deep voice rang out behind him.

Like the embodiment of sand, Klockdahl appeared behind him at some point, his right arm already turning into a large knife made of sand.

Arc Moon Dune!

This knife is not only sharp, but also has the withering power of the rustling fruit, as long as it rubs the flesh slightly, the water in the body will be quickly dodged, even if it does not directly turn into a dry corpse, it will be affected by the loss of water and unable to move, completely reduced to a lamb to the slaughter.

It's just that just when Klockdahl was full of confidence that his move could easily kill Orn.

Clang~

A crisp sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the desert.

"How dare you come up." Orn looked at Klockdahl's eyes round in shock:

"As a mage, you don't want to consume remotely, you still want to get close to me, I think you are really living so comfortably that you have forgotten how to fight."

Hearing this, Klockdahl subconsciously wanted to look down to see what was blocking his arc-moon dune, but in the next second, he suddenly felt a sudden blow to his abdomen, followed by a huge force that he couldn't resist, causing his body to retreat uncontrollably.

Burst~

In the air, Klockdahl opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his body fell into the yellow sand in disarray, cutting a long ravine in the dunes.

The placket of the abdomen was torn, and the well-groomed big back was scattered due to the cold sweat oozing from the forehead, and the momentum of the previous country-plundering heroes dissipated in an instant.

"This is impossible, you obviously don't have water on your hands, how can you hit my body?"

Klockdahl was covered in cold sweat at this time, both because he hadn't been beaten for too long, and because he felt that the pain of the punch he had just received was unbearable, and because he was terrified that Orn could hit his elementalized self.

I said...... Are you really so decadent that you have forgotten what domineering is? ”

Retracting his pitch-black fist, Orn was speechless and disappointed, and couldn't help but complain.

At the age of 20, he was able to match the existence of 19-year-old Barrett, but after so many years, it has degraded to the extent that he can't even remember what domineering is, which is really embarrassing.

"Domineering ......"

Klockdahl muttered these two words, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, only to realize it after a while.

But even though he remembered what domineering was, he still didn't feel ashamed, but instead questioned Orn with a distorted expression:

"Aren't you a pirate from the other side of the West Sea? How can you awaken the power of domineering! ”

"Whether or not I use domineering has nothing to do with where I am a pirate?" Orn asked Klockdahl rhetorically.

"This ......" Klockdahl was stunned for half a second, unable to tell what he felt in his heart, but after coming back to his senses, he still said stiffly:

"Even if you have domineering, don't think that if you master domineering, you are my opponent!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand again.

The yellow sand under his feet seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, and it continued to rush towards his right arm, and in the blink of an eye, four blades dozens of meters long were formed.

Desert Vajra Sword!

Clang!

Faced with this exaggerated Desert Vajra Sword, Orn did not choose to dodge, but swung the droplets covered with the domineering color of the armed color, and chose to collide with it.

Rumble!

First, it easily resisted the impact of the blade, and then, with the ability to urge droplets, the explosion instantly shattered the Vajra Desert Treasure Knife.

"Die, die, die!!"

Klockdahl roared like madness, and at the expense of his physical strength, he condensed into a Vajra Treasure Sword one after another and attacked Orn.

Boom Boom!

Orn swung the droplets in his hand one after another, easily shattering all of the Vajra Treasure Blades.

After several rounds of boring offensive and defensive battles, Orn finally got tired of this kind of game, and once again used the Circle Burst to easily smash the uncondensed Vajra Desert Sword, and appeared in front of Klockdal with a flash.

Covered with an armed domineering fist, a punch was smashed into the face door of Klockdahl, who couldn't dodge:

"Ugly, so ugly, Klockdahl, have you been so rubbish that you've forgotten about such a thing as elementalization in advance?"

"I don't need a newcomer like you to point fingers at me!"

Obviously the nosebleed from the beating, but Klockdahl rarely showed some momentum as the Seven Martial Seas, and he roared and waved the golden hook of his left arm, slamming it down on Orn's head.

Clang!

The pitch-black armament color covered the head, easily blocking the hook, and incidentally preventing the venom from working.

"You don't need me to point fingers, then you can show some real skills!"

(End of chapter)