days in the world of pirates

"This is progressing too fast..." Magellan, who was watching the battle, was extremely surprised. Obviously, what happened now was completely beyond his expectation.

Domino didn't care about this. She looked at Mawson with bright eyes, this naval god-like figure who had attracted all his attention from the very beginning.

For an idol, of course, the stronger the better, and it is best to beat the warden down.

"Wow, Lieutenant General Moson is so powerful. He actually defeated Warden Shiliu with one move. Lord Moson is also so charming when he fights."

The trident that Hannibal was holding almost missed his foot. Although his strength was not that great, he still had good vision. Naturally, he could see how powerful Mawson was now.

Not to mention anything else, he didn't see the figure at all when Mo Sen took action, and then there was the scene of Shiliu being knocked away. In his opinion, this speed was simply appalling.

The 'Golden Lion' Shi Ji is imprisoned on the sixth floor. Of course they know Shi Ji's current state, so Mawson's defeat of Shi Ji did not have such a deep impact on the outside world.

However, after seeing this scene, Magellan, who was watching the battle, realized that the name of the monster was indeed well-deserved.

It seems that the rumor a few days ago that the CP0 leader was defeated by Mawson at the Navy Headquarters is no longer a rumor.

What a terrible guy. How long has it been?

The scene where this guy was stabbed by Shiliu more than two years ago is still before my eyes, but now it's about to be reversed.

Many people have gone through this stage. When they are considered to be the best in a certain field, and when another latecomer who is not as good as themselves catches up or even surpasses them in a short period of time, they will inevitably feel surprised and unbelievable in their hearts.

Then jealousy and other emotions appear.

For example, Shiliu now.

He looked at the calm and calm Mo Sen across from him, and his heart was already filled with waves, especially the words of mercy from Mo Sen's mouth that made him feel murderous.

Shiliu has never been an easy person to talk to. Although he is known as one of the aces in Impel Down, he and Magellan have no dealings.

Magellan was a conscientious and even somewhat rigid guy who was dedicated to his work, but he was sometimes a little reckless.

For example, for those pirates, if there was no execution order from above, Magellan would resolutely carry out the order.

This made him very unhappy. He had just struck a little harder before, and a pirate did not survive until the doctor arrived, because Magellan had already warned him.

Of course he didn't heed the warning.

Later, when Mawson was in charge of the Shampoo Islands, he would often send pirates over, and the two of them started to fight each other.

He said it was a discussion, but in fact he was very aggressive.

Basically every time they sparred, Mawson was seriously injured. At that time, fighting Mawson was one of the few pleasures he had in Impel Down. Mawson's strength far exceeded those pirates, which was better than him going to those damn pirates.

Thieves are even more interesting.

However, because Mawson never cried out in pain, it would inevitably make him a little unhappy, and sometimes he would hit harder. At that time, Mawson's progress was very fast, but it was still far behind him, so he didn't care too much.

Later, Mo Sen was transferred to the New World, and the next time I heard the news, it was when he defeated the "Golden Lion" Shi Ji and his fame spread throughout the world.

What he never expected was that the guy he didn't take seriously two or three years ago would actually be as strong as he is now.

"Pooh!"

Spitting out the bitten cigar in his mouth, Shiliu took out the [Thunderstorm] in his hand from the scabbard. Under the firelight, a strange red light flashed on the sword. This was an equally powerful demon sword. "Come here."

Boy, I admit that I underestimated you just now, but that alone is not enough to make you feel ashamed."

Opposite direction.

Feeling the faint excitement of the old demon in his hand, and understanding that it was the resonance of the aura after meeting the same kind, the aura on Mo Sen's body became more intense. He never liked to talk too much when he was really fighting.

Only when you are not strong enough will you resort to talking.

The reminder just now can be regarded as a reward for learning a lot of combat experience from Shiliu more than two years ago.

"Ah."

Mo Sen chuckled softly, gripped the long knife a little tighter, took one step out, and disappeared without a trace.

The extremely bright sword light rises, like the crescent moon hanging alone in the sky under the bright night. It is cold, silent and silent. There is no powerful sword attack that can fly dozens of meters away, because this is the Impel City.

, if he and Shiliu fight here with all their strength, the two of them can easily demolish this prison that is famous in the sea.

The purple-black blade is so fast that you can't even see the existence of the blade shadow. The slippery fruit developed by Mosen can not only increase its own speed, but also the attack speed will undoubtedly increase a lot. This knife is faster than the previous one.

It was even more fierce, but as soon as it appeared, there was a bone-chilling aura that seemed to cut Shiliu's entire body into two pieces.

Ding!!

The two swords intersect, and countless sparks fly.

From extreme movement to extreme stillness, not only sparks flew out between the two demon knives, but at the same time, the force caused by the powerful collision was like an explosion. A low roar sounded in the air, and shock waves erupted from between the two knives.

The cloaks on the two men were blowing loudly.

Xiliu was more than one meter taller than Mo Sen, but under such a battle, he actually took two steps back. The stone slab where his footprints were on was cracked, which showed how powerful he was.

Mo Sen has a deep understanding of Xi Liu's moves, but Xi Liu's sword moves against Mo Sen are probably still in the past.

This is a gap in experience, not big, but such a slight gap is enough to give Mawson, who has comparable combat capabilities, an advantage.

Not to mention that the hard power is even higher now.

Without retreating or even withdrawing the sword, the old demon in Mo Sen's hand slid along the blade of [Thunderstorm] in Xi Liu's hand, changing from cutting to cutting. The light blade was like a butterfly fluttering, as if there was no strength at all. The next moment

It will be blown away by the wind, but this beautiful butterfly hides a murderous intention.

The purple-black blade was slanted towards Shiliu's hand holding the knife. It looked like there was no trace of fireworks, but it was actually extremely sinister, because the sharpness of the old demon plus the higher level of domineering mastered by Mo Sen, even if Shiliu

Even those who have mastered the same level of domineering will be injured if they don't give up.

Not to mention the lower level of domineering.

For two top swordsmen dueling each other, injuring their hands is no small matter.

After all, Xi Liu's knowledge and combat experience were not in vain. He flipped the wrist holding the sword and raised the blade to block Mo Sen's blow again.

"Liu Ying?" he said.

The tone was a question, but in fact the look on his face was completely affirmative.

Obviously, this domineering progress made him feel like he was surrounded by lemons again, and he couldn't help but want to get one, two, three, or four.

He is now on the verge of reaching this stage, and he doesn't know how long it will take to break through. He didn't expect that the guy in front of him, who had just mastered the weapon color not long ago, would master it.

Not to mention the breakthrough in swordsmanship, even the weapon color has improved so quickly, who should I talk to for reasoning?

Mohsen nodded in acknowledgement.

"good."

His words did not affect his fight. Mo Sen drew his sword and retreated. Suddenly, the sword appeared on Xi Liu's side like an antelope hanging its horns. This was Mo Sen's summary of his experience against opponents who were taller than him.

Generally speaking, it applies to most opponents in this world.

Because Moson's height of 2.28 meters can only be said to be just passing in this world, and he has escaped the stage of being disabled.

Given his speed, if he appears on either side of his opponent, it will be an uncomfortable position no matter how the opponent responds.

This is a top-down diagonal move.

For those who are strong in swordsmanship at this stage, it is like the AD in the hand of Liushen. No one dares to underestimate the powerful role played by Ping A.

Xi Liu understands this, but he also doesn't dare.

Holding the long knife behind his back with both hands, Xiliu stabbed diagonally from under the ribs to the back, barely appearing on the path drawn by the Moson knife.

Zhizhi...

An extremely sharp and harsh sound sounded, and the huge force made Shiliu unsteady on his feet and stumbled forward.

Mo Sen took advantage of the opportunity and slashed out again. This time Shiliu was unable to defend himself. Although he used his domineering force to cover the attacked arm in time, there was still a medium-deep wound.

This was just a sparring exercise. After Mawson succeeded, he did not continue to pursue the victory, and his sword did not hit the heart, ribs, or back of the neck.

He pulled back and looked at Xi Liu quietly. The two of them didn't fight for long, but it was enough for them to understand what rank the other party was in now.

Unlike Mo Sen, who looked calm, Xiliu's face became extremely gloomy.

It was caused by the wound just now.

He has already recognized the fact that he is at a disadvantage, but understanding does not necessarily mean that he can accept it. Especially when he was beaten by him not long ago and had no temper, it is particularly difficult to accept such a result.

No more meaningless talk.

If you are not as strong as others, if you talk too much, you will be slapping yourself in the face.

Shiliu flipped his wrist, and the famous sword [Thunderstorm] drew a mysterious arc in front of him. As his sword turned, the air seemed to undergo subtle changes.

This is not about opening up, but that Shiliu is no longer limited to ordinary level A, he is ready to use skills.

When he was really on fire, he had already ignored the situation around here and prepared to use his own powerful moves. He didn't believe that Mawson could still compete with him in this aspect.

He is called Hiryu of the Rain, not because he can actually make it rain from the sky, but because his attacks are like raindrops, dense and explosive.

Just like the foil sword Bista, it's not that he can conjure flowers, but his attacks are like flowers blooming.

The [Thunderstorm] in Xiliu's hand flashed with a strange bright red light, and the smell of blood suddenly became stronger.

The dense shadows of swords suddenly appeared like thousands of blood rains. All the air in front of Mo Sen was exploded. The sharp breath seemed to split everything around him before it came, and what followed was an extremely sharp scream.

, like the vicious scream of a dead ghost.

Mo Sen's eyes lit up. This move was indeed very interesting. He had never seen it before, presumably because he was too clever at the time.

[Demon Ghost] also took action, and a trumpet-shaped sword tornado appeared in front of Mo Sen. The huge trumpet captured all the blood rain in it.

【Return to Truth·Super·Tornado】

A dazzling white light lit up in the dim deep-sea prison, a roar suddenly exploded, and a huge impact wave spread to all directions. Where the two moves collided, the stone slab was shattered by the huge impact force, which was dozens of meters in radius.

The stone platform shook a few times, and huge cracks had appeared in many places.

The two figures disappeared in a flash and appeared in the outermost area.

Magellan's eyes widened, looking at the dilapidated stone platform and the huge cracks on the wall that had been cut by the sword's energy, and felt his eyesight go dark.

“My funds!!”

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ps: There are only two updates today. If I am not busy tomorrow, I will send 10,000 words.