Miserably!

Dorance was ready to cry out for help, and he didn't care about face.

He found that his combat experience was completely unable to predict the number and trajectory of the opponent's attacks, and some of the enemy's moves were simply not something that a 'normal person' could do.

Under the use of the huge blade, it gives people the illusion of being at their fingertips.

There was a bang.

Dorlance's chest exploded with blood.

A scar that ran from his shoulder to his waist made him feel like he had been hit hard.

The power of the simple blade on the surface of the body also made him spurt blood from his mouth and fall to the ground in response.

Coughing constantly.

As a pirate, Dorance has always understood that there are many talented monsters hidden on this sea... Some of them, even if they have not yet become pirates, are as powerful as they are, and once these people go to sea, they will soon stir up the storm, far from being comparable to the old fritters who have been at sea for many years and seem to have a certain amount of experience.

It's always the new that beats the old.

This is the world of pirates.

The captain once said that there is no shortage of geniuses on the sea... As long as the era of pirates ends, monsters will spring up from all corners.

What is really lacking at sea is a 'genius' who can carry out his will, know what he wants, and unswervingly move in this direction.

Genius, direction... Only by satisfying these two points can one have a chance to become the hegemon of the sea.

When Hazy said this, Dorance didn't quite understand, but now that he met this madman, he understood.

At least... This guy is a true 'genius', though, he's not a pirate...

This is the world, where it is not fair.

Obviously, he has gained power and become a ghost clan.

"Save..."

Dorance was lying on the ground, a pool of blood beneath him, he was in a trance, the nature of survival made him open his mouth, but the sound he made was very weak.

He was desperate.

He should have shouted for help earlier, and he shouldn't have been reckless.

The sunlight shining overhead was obscured by the enemy's posture, and the madman raised his broadsword, the corners of his mouth under his long hair raised, and gravity slashed down.

Boom!

Then, just as Dorans was about to die, a black shadow appeared in time, raised its blade and collided with the broadsword above, holding it up.

It's Dom!

Personally participating in the fight and fighting the opponent, Dom realized how strong the latter's physical fitness was... Although he blocked the attack, the sinking blade made his arm bend continuously.

Dom's eyes sank.

In an instant, he picked up Dorans and disappeared in place.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made the blade fall to the ground, and the madman slowly raised his head.

It was found that the opponent, who was covered in black bandages, had already rescued his partner and put him dozens of meters away.

"Don't save... Because soon... You'll lie down with him..."

The madman sneered, his pupils glowing bloodthirsty.

It's just that the words haven't fallen.

The bandaged man in front of him disappeared from view again.

The madman's expression was a little serious, looking left and right, looking for the target position.

But as soon as he turned his head a few times, there was a tingling sensation in his neck, and a short blade had already cut through his skin.

The madman's speed of reaction surprised Dom, his Nihon Blade had not yet been fatally wounded, and the former's large hand suddenly slammed into his throat, trying to grab his blade with his bare hands. Dom didn't give him this opportunity, and his figure blurred for a while, and once again used his strange footwork and body to escape.

"You deserve more than he does."

The madman touched the blood on his neck, his shoulders trembled with excitement, and he said something like a demon.

Immediately after, Dom took advantage of his speed and launched an attack... His fighting style and methods, including some martial arts, have been trained by Hazy. Although this person's physical strength and five senses are amazing, he only talks about speed and fighting skills, and he does not take advantage of him when facing him.

Because Dom discovers that this man's attack is based on his own instinct and wild instincts... It seems like a natural thing.

But sometimes in the face of a life-and-death battle, it is not a good thing to believe too much in 'feelings'.

In the middle of the field, the madman's broadsword slashed frequently, slashing at the ground everywhere, chasing the afterimage of Dom.

Dom, on the other hand, always finds an opportunity to pass by at close range, not seeking a one-hit kill, but just adding wounds to the opponent's body as much as possible, so that as long as it lasts... The latter will surely die. If he pursues the results of the battle in a short period of time, he will be in danger.

But as time passed, Dom couldn't help but admire this man.

Because this person was pierced with blood in many places all over his body, and even his cloak was soaked red, he was still able to maintain strong combat effectiveness.

On the contrary, there is a feeling of becoming more and more courageous.

The will is amazing.

"Finish him off with power?"

An idea popped into Dom's mind.

Then the idea was dispelled.

After coming to Beihai, he will try to expose his abilities as little as possible, because once his abilities are displayed, as long as there are bystanders, they will definitely recognize his identity.

"That's it!"

Suddenly, a voice was heard in the distance.

He looked at it for a while, and then gradually got closer.

If you continue to fight, this madman will definitely die... Looking at Dom's state, his physical strength is also not small.

As an outsider who is relatively familiar with the world of pirates, Hao just wants Dom and Dorance to recognize the fact that ... On this sea, there is no shortage of capable guys.

It's a pirate here... Perverts, monsters, madmen, fruit powers, everywhere.

These are the 'raw materials' that make up today's pirate community.

Even after the amplification of several of his cards, it actually only raised the lower limit of the two of Dom... But that doesn't mean they're better than anyone else.

Nowadays, many strong people on the sea have come out of the four seas.

Otherwise, why did Blackbeard Tich go all over the world to find the grass platform team... Moreover, those members of the Blackbeard Pirates will also be able to gain a foothold in the New World in the future.

Saying that the four seas are a 'rookie paradise' is just a ridicule and a broad meaning, don't take it seriously.

To borrow a phrase from Bishiji, there are good rough stones everywhere, but what is missing is a pair of eyes that are good at discovering.

Talented people, coupled with the 'trend of the times' team and leaders, can stand out from the crowd of pirates who 'have crossed the single-plank bridge'.

Hao's proximity made the madman, who had been unable to attack Dom head-on, suddenly shift his target.

On the ground in front of the hazy front, several points exploded dirt, all of which were pushed up by the explosive force of the man's feet...

He was like a mad lion, his figure shifting, jumping... In an instant, the person had already bent down and flashed in front of him.

The raised broadsword, blocking the sunlight in the sky, was full of oppressive force.

The man raised his head, his black hair fluttering, revealing a hideous demeanor... It seems that Hazy has become the soul of his sword.

In the distance, when Dom realized the enemy's actions and intentions, he immediately put away his Hinawa knife and shook his head.

"No wonder I lost before... In this kind of contest between countries, in addition to arms and numbers, there is another point that is very crucial... That is the 'spearhead force', the individual who can dominate the situation on the battlefield. It's just that in most countries, there are very few such people... Nor does it have such capital. ”

In the face of the oncoming attack, Hao was still talking lightly.

There is no action to resist or dodge.

"The reason why Jerma is so powerful is that their technology can cultivate this kind of extreme 'spearhead'... As for the elite fighters who can't reach the level of the top soldiers, they can also be mass-produced. Elite warriors... In a war of this magnitude in the North Sea, it is already a minority. ”

After speaking, the man's broadsword suddenly hovered above Hazy's head.

It's like you're locked in by something.

Even if the insane's arm blood vessels burst out, and he used all his strength, the blade could not go down any further.

It is 'qi', qi that is invisible to the naked eye.

It is also the qi of heaven and earth outside the body.

Then, Hazy still didn't do anything, just a look.

The madman's body was squeezed by the surrounding air currents, and his body and limbs began to deform slightly.

So much so that blood was slowly spilling out of both eyes and nostrils.

At this moment, the madman seemed to have finally calmed down and knew that he was going to die.

But he still showed a maniacal smile towards the stiffness, his teeth were stained with blood, and he faced death... There is no fear.

"You're good."

He stepped forward to take care of himself, and when he got closer, he poked his head over, looked at the madman and smiled, "What's your name?" ”

"For people like you, the so-called state is nothing more than a shackle... You are just using the name of the country to satisfy your desires through war. ”

A pair of clear eyes seem to have seen through a man's heart.

"The evil in you reminds me of some old acquaintances."

Yes, looking at each other, the hazy mind flashed ... It's the Spider, the Phantom Brigade.

Kind of...

"Do you want to come to my ship?"

(End of chapter)