Armament Haki Is Completed, The System Is Awakened!

The Marines watching the battle on the boat were all stunned.

"That Hawkeye was actually defeated by Carl Ensign?"

"That's... the legendary world's greatest swordsman..."

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Only Roy turned his head to glance at the group of Marines, and shouted with a firm expression, "What kind of expressions do you have!"

"Carl Ensign, the real righteous man!"

"That Hawkeye, after all, is nothing but a pirate. Is it any wonder that he was defeated by Carl Ensign?!"

The Marines looked at each other, "Yes, is that so..."

"Of course!" Roy clenched his fists and said excitedly, "You don't understand Carl Ensign's ambition at all. He joined our Marine for justice!"

"Woooooo~ A noble person like Carl Ensign is our lifelong goal!"

As he spoke, he had tears in his eyes.

The surrounding Marines were all infected with his emotions.

A Marine's face also showed admiration, "Yes, Carl Ensign is so strong, but he is willing to start from the bottom Marine, this is what we should respect!"

Another Marine also said, "Even in the face of the world's largest swordsman, Carl Ensign let us back and fight alone, what a pride!"

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At this point Carl's attention was all on Hawkeye.

He didn't notice the unusual emotions of the Marines in the back.

"Hey! Mihawk! Stop for me!" He stood on the fence at the front of the deck, with countless thin blades flying around him.

"Anyway, it was you who started the war and damaged my ship. Now you can't fight if you don't want to fight?!"

Hawkeye on the coffin boat below smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "I'm already injured, so it's even equal?"

"What's more, although you are holding a sword, you are not a swordsman."

"This is a pity, you clearly have the potential to surpass me and become the world's number one swordsman."

"Huh?" Carl said speechlessly, "Who wants to be a swordsman, I don't understand the brain circuits of your swordsmen."

There is one thing to say, the swordsmen in this world, as long as they are relatively strong, are basically just a single tendon.

The man in front of him, and another green algae head, are typical of them.

"Also, I'm one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. In theory, you can't shoot me," Hawkeye showed a rare smile of interest.

"But this is your first shot, but there's no rule that we can't fight back!" Carl no longer wanted to talk nonsense with him, and raised his right hand, "Jijing Senbonzakura..."

The surrounding thin blades have all changed.

Hawkeye's eyes narrowed and he said, "Stop and fight again, your warship will be destroyed."

Carl moved for a while, and the thin blades around him seemed to have stopped.

He also realized this, although he can continue to play, even his chances of winning are huge.

However, there is no place to fight again.

A powerhouse at the level of Hawkeye, once the battle becomes fierce, the aftermath is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention his small primary warship.

"嘁——" Carl smacked his lips, waved his hand, all the thin blades in the sky returned, and re-formed Senbonzakura's body in his hand.

"A magical knife," Hawkeye touched his chin, "No, it should be said, a magical ability?"

"Hurry up, hurry up," Carl waved his hand impatiently, too lazy to talk to the eagle eye below.

In East Blue, he can meet such troublesome people, and he does not want to go to the Grand Line.

There are more monsters than East Blue do not know.

With the stable character he has developed over the past ten years, he will continue to stay at East Blue.

"Solomon Carl," Hawkeye looked up, his eyes sharpened, "I remember you, although I don't know why a strong man like you would stay in a place like East Blue, but..."

He turned around slowly, the small wooden boat floated forward, and the voice came from the warship, "Small pond, you can't raise dragons..."

"I'm sure you'll come to the Grand Line soon, and I'll be waiting for you there."

"At that time, let's finish our unfinished battle."

It wasn't until the wooden coffin boat drifted away that Hawkeye slowly reached out to touch the fist mark on his chest and muttered, "It seems that the injury is more serious than I thought..."

There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

The most advanced application of Armament Haki, Internal Destruction.

Don't look at Carl, it was just an ordinary punch, but it caused a lot of shock to his internal organs.

On the other side, on the warship.

Hearing Hawkeye's words, Carl sneered.

Who's going to a place like the Grand Line, that's hilarious.

I, Solomon Carl, just love being in East Blue!

What Four Emperors, Admiral, World government, GM army, you fight slowly, it won't affect me anyway!

When Hawkeye's boat drifted away, Carl shouted back, "Roy!"

"Yes! Carl Ensign!" Roy ran over quickly.

"Have someone fix this place," Carl pointed to the crack in the nail plate. "Also, don't report this to the branch, understand?"

"Don't report to the branch?" Roy looked puzzled, and then seemed to think of something, "Yes! I understand!"

"Well, you just understand," Carl nodded with satisfaction, it seems that this Roy still has eyesight, "I'll go back to the cabin to rest first, and you can repair it quickly."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked into the cabin.

Looking at Carl's back, Roy clenched his hands, "Carl Ensign, he obviously defeated Hawkeye, but he didn't take any credit!"

"One day, I will let your reputation really spread!"

What Carl didn't know, however.

On the other side, on the coffin boat, Hawkeye looked expressionless at a phone bug.

"So, you lost?" The phone bug said in a funny voice, "It's really interesting that you actually lost in a place like East Blue, ahaha!"

"Shanks, I'm not joking," Hawkeye said with Erlang's legs crossed, touching the wound on his chest, and solemnly said, "That man is by no means an ordinary person."

"Oh? Is that so?" The phone bug also seemed to have restrained some emotions. "Is he really a strong man who has never been famous? This shouldn't be... Could it be that Marine secretly cultivated combat power?"

"I don't know," Hawkeye said indifferently, "but, I have never heard of this name, Solomon Carl."

The phone bug was silent for a while, then laughed again, "So, are you here to remind me not to be careless? Ahaha, Mihawk, you are really interesting."

"..." The corners of Hawkeye's mouth twitched, and when he was about to continue speaking, he found that the phone bug had hung up.

"This bastard..." Hawkeye took a deep breath and calmed down, "Solomon Carl, such a strong man, what purpose does he have in East Blue..."

He couldn't understand.

Like the red-haired Shanks, who was far away in the New World at this time, he couldn't understand it either.

"What's the matter? Captain," on deck, Beckman came over with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at him suspiciously.

"Well, I just heard about a very strange person," Shanks spread his hands and repeated what Hawkeye told him just now.

"Solomon Carl?" Beckman frowned, "It's a name I haven't heard of at all."

"If it is as you describe, this person may even be an Admiral-level combat power."

"That's right, that's where I'm confused too," Shanks grinned. "Forget it, if you can't figure it out, just think about it tomorrow. Let's have a banquet, little ones!"

"Oh! Banquet!"

There were cheers from the crowd on the boat.

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