I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

He couldn't help but feel a little headache, Whitebeard's attack was so fierce that he didn't give anyone a chance to breathe.

Wanting to keep it watertight can only be said to be a fool's dream, and the heavy punch of the burly old man's armed domineering and hardened punch came after he was perceived by the domineering and domineering.

The vice admiral turned slightly sideways, quickly transferring the strength from his legs and waist to his right arm. The joint of his right elbow spewed out a large amount of high-temperature gas toward the rear, providing a boost for this punch, and the two forces combined into one to meet Whitebeard's heavy punch.

"Boom!"

There was a dull musculoskeletal collision, and the powerful shock wave at the junction of the two fists pushed away the surrounding smoke and dust.

Whitebeard frowned imperceptibly, his left hand that was punching that magma boy still felt a tingle even under the high-level armed domineering package.

Sakaski was even more uncomfortable. Pushed by this strange force, he was thrown backwards.

He originally thought that no matter how powerful the armed domineering power of the Zhenzhen fruit ability was, it would be stronger than himself, Kuzan and others. You must know that he himself has already entered the ranks of experienced users of armed color domineering.

But Whitebeard's armed domineering strength still exceeded Sakalski's estimation.

Not only that, but what came with Whitebeard's heavy punch was not only incomparable strange power, but also strange fluctuations transmitted from the face of the fist to the whole body in an instant.

"!?"

Sakaski felt that his whole body was repaired from the inside to the outside by the slight shock wave that penetrated into his body, and his internal organs and bones were aching from the shock.

Although his impressive armed domineering style successfully prevented the opponent's blatant blow, the power of the shock was still transmitted along with the fist.

Before he could step on the ground firmly, Edward Newgate gained momentum, swung his broad saber in a circle above his head, and another shock wave swept over him.

Sakaski had no choice but to retreat again and again, using his knowledgeable arrogance and elementalization to continuously remove the momentum of the shock wave to the rear, and also avoided Whitebeard's next bullying combo.

Lava danced in the streets like a fine rain of fire. Small-scale shock waves shook the street behind him.

Unknowingly, the fight between the two has approached the boundary of the Neptune's army clearing the field, which is also the limit of the final stop loss in the navy's planning.

No matter how many days there are, the important economic areas and densely populated residential areas of Fishman Island will all be affected by the flames of war.

Sakaski's expression was neither happy nor sad, making it impossible to see any emotional fluctuations. But he felt a little powerless. The distance from the main entrance of the Murloc Island to here was nearly three miles, and he was almost beaten back.

Not far away, the civilians of Fishman Island under the joint protection of the Neptune Army and the Navy can already be seen.

A shock wave attached to the naginata swept from left to right again. The lieutenant general of the Navy Headquarters smiled wryly, and he sensed the dense crowd not far behind him with his knowledgeable arrogance. They were the melon-eating crowd who heard that Whitebeard and the Navy had confronted each other and ran to the border of the safe zone to watch.

This is a bustling business district, even if all the people are evacuated to the other end of the Fishman Island, if this area is affected, it will cause huge economic losses.

Sometimes it's not that I don't want to retreat, but that I can't.

There is no boundary or difference between a general and a soldier at this moment. At this moment, he is just a soldier.

Without hesitation, Sakaski faced the saber attached to the shock wave.

In his real hometown, in the great flood in 1998, the turbulent torrent submerged countless farmlands and towns.

A total of 29 provinces and cities suffered from different degrees of flood disasters, the affected area exceeded 100 million mu, and the affected population reached more than 200 million people.

Someone stood up, and young lives built a human wall one after another in the raging flood. They had a common name——Bing

During the entire flood fighting and rescue process, the People's Liberation Army mobilized more than 300,000 troops. During this process, there were many bad news: a regiment of troops blocked the embankment and more than 700 people were swallowed up. No longer have the strength to swim up to the high ground...

The embankment made of bodies is constantly being swayed by the flood, but there are more soldiers standing in the middle of the flood hand in hand.

They didn't take a step back.

Sakaski no longer maintains elementalization. Although this is undoubtedly the most worry-free means of unloading force and avoiding injuries, the magma blown away by the shock wave is also a nightmare for the residents of Murloc Island.

The soldier crossed his hands in front of his chest, abruptly catching the shock wave transmitted from the blade with his body.

"!"

The violent vibration was purer and more violent than the previous fist fight, and it was directly introduced into Sakalski's muscular body.

The internal organs seemed to have been hit by a giant beast with brute force. It seemed that neither the domineering armor nor the strong outer muscles had any protective effect, allowing the shock waves to pass through.

The most uncomfortable thing was the resonant amplitude of the bone being brought by the shock wave, which made Sakaski feel a little sore and numb from his teeth to his fingers.

With a forced breath, he slammed his elbow hard on the dying blade glow.

Sakaski stepped back three steps in a row before firmly stepping on the ground.

The white beard raised his head to look at the unscathed crowd not far away, and slightly lowered his head to look at the somewhat dull middle-aged man not far away. There was no concealment of appreciation in his eyes, and he asked softly: "No retreat?"

Sakaski turned his head and looked at the residents who were still in shock. The aftermath of the shock wave passing through his body just now still knocked many people upside down, but fortunately, no one died.

"No retreat."

It was not shouting and roaring at the top of their lungs, but a surprisingly flat tone, stating some established facts.

The soldier who seemed to be somewhat ignorant stood alone on the spot, stretched out his finger in the middle of the crowd, and casually wiped the blood dripping from his nose.

144. Race against time

As the captain of the first team of the Whitebeard Pirates, Marko actually belongs to the deputy captain of the Whitebeard Pirates. He took over the defense of the New World Islands when Whitebeard went to war.

A young man in his twenties can gain such trust from Edward Newgate. This is something that many pirates in the New World find quite funny: I am afraid that it is not the Whitebeard Pirates who have nothing but this overlord. There is no longer a pillar of the pillar, so that a boy will be responsible for controlling the pirates on the Whitebeard's territory and handling all the big and small affairs.

However, no one in the Whitebeard Pirates would think so. Marco the Phoenix was the first group of crew members to follow Whitebeard, and he was also the first son recognized by Whitebeard Edward Newgate.

He is mature and prudent in dealing with things at a young age, without the impetuousness and impulsiveness of young people at all. Some people say that this may be the precocity brought to him by Marco's unfortunate childhood, some people say that this is the old way forced by his pirate career...

Although there are different opinions, Marco's impeccable way of handling things and his sharp eyes have convinced everyone who has come into contact with and worked with him.

And his natural commanding ability, he has incredible affinity and leadership among his peers, and he gathers everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates around Papa Whitebeard.

If the internal cohesion and unity of the major pirate groups in the New World are ranked, the Whitebeard Pirates are definitely second to none.

More famous than his personnel prowess and dominance, however, are the abilities bestowed upon him by the Devil Fruits he eats.

The animal-type phantom beast species that is rarer than the natural-type-phoenix fruit.

The divine bird, which only exists in myths and ancient legends, is a symbol of rebirth from the ashes and holds the power of immortality.

According to legend, the phoenix, the phoenix, will collect various scented branches or grass leaves every five hundred years or so, and stack them up, ignite the fire, and finally the young bird will be reborn from the ashes.

And Marco can heal himself and regenerate through the blue flame if he suffers any damage.

It's no wonder that even a hero like the red-haired Shanks is full of praise for Marco. No matter in terms of strength, adaptability, or even the most rare leadership and team organization, Marco is the best choice.

In the original book, when the redhead boarded the Moby Dick, he knew that the loyal captain of the first team could not be recruited by him, but he still couldn't help inviting him to board the ship.

Marko's charm is evident.