Kaido: My son has the talent to be the Pirate King

Seeing that the captains were eager to pull out their knives and cut Yang Qian.

That's when Margau stepped up.

Although he was not happy that Yang Jian stood taller than Whitebeard, as the captain of the team and Whitebeard's deputy, he thought more than any captain.

"Yang Qian, I advise you not to be too blind.

"You are indeed a character.

"But in this sea, there has never been a person who dares to talk to my father like this.

Margao first stopped the captains, and then said to Yang Jian in a cold voice.

"Whitebeard is your master, but not mine!"

"There is no one worthy of being Yang Qian's master in this sea.

"Also, Margao, you'd better remember that no one dared to talk to him like this in the past, and that's because Yang Jian hasn't been born yet.

Yang Jian glanced down at Margau.

"You—"

Margao couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by a wave from Whitebeard.

"Three-eyed little ghost, who do you think you're talking to?"

Whitebeard stared at Yang Qian.

"You'd better remember it for Lao Tzu. "

To say the wrong thing in this sea is to die!" he

said nonchalantly, with a contempt for the kings.

"If you want to have 1,600 more orphans right now, I don't mind fulfilling you.

At this time, although Yang Jian was injured in his upper body and his silver armor was stained with blood, it not only did not affect his momentum, but added a bit of domineering.

Because every scar on his body represents the defeat of a naval admiral, a pirate four emperors.

stepped on two generals and one four emperors.

Even if he was injured, his momentum was unprecedentedly strong.

obviously did not exude the slightest hint of overlord domineering, but it made the captains and pirates on the Whitebeard Pirates feel a kind of heavy oppression from the mountains.

"It seems that you want to be sunk into the sea by Lao Tzu on the day of becoming emperor!"

Whitebeard's face turned cold.

Just the change in his face, the terrifying overlord color domineering was like a monstrous torrent, pouring on the sea level.

"Exactly, Ember's wounds... I'll leave it to you today.

Yang Qian's voice fell.

Boom

, an equally powerful, even more powerful than Whitebeard, surged out.

Bang

As the two overlord colors collided, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the world in front of them had been occupied by a white and golden light.

The spirits of the two Four Emperor-level Overlords collided.

In an instant, the slanting sun hanging in the sky quickly receded.

Whirring

in the sky, the clouds were thick and the wind was blowing.

The roaring

black overlord-colored thunder was like an emperor's sword, falling from the sky, stabbing at the sea, splashing layers of hundreds of meters of huge waves.

With the collision of the overlord colors, the longer the king's spirit stalemates.

Not only did the sky crack rapidly, but the depth and length of the crack became more and more terrifying.

"This kind of courage ... It's not inferior to that kid in Shanks!"

Whitebeard looked at Yang Jian above his head, and showed a hint of surprise under the cold light.

"Whether he already has this kind of courage, or whether he has grown to this point after defeating the Red Dog, the Green Pheasant, and Shanks successively, it's not easy!" As

a veteran Four Emperors, he is also the king of several eras.

He knew very well that the domineering color of the overlord was not constant.

The strength will become stronger with the growth of courage and strength, and it will also decline with the weakening of courage and strength.

At this time, he is no longer at his peak, which is the best proof.

"You're old, Whitebeard.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and his tone revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.

It's like being dissatisfied with Whitebeard's declining strength, which is not as good as before, resulting in his failure to fight with the strongest man in the world at his peak.

"Three-eyed boy, it's too early for you to say such a thing in front of Lao Tzu!" Whitebeard

sneered, and his left hand, which was not holding the knife, suddenly slammed into the air beside him.

A

deafening banging bang suddenly rang out.

Immediately after that, under the sound of glass shattering, terrifying cracks stretched in all directions along Whitebeard's fist.

Eventually, the atmosphere, as if it couldn't even withstand space, began to peel off pieces of debris.

But the moment the atmosphere collapsed, the entire ocean and sky shook.

Words can hardly describe the concussive force that fills the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the river overturned the sea, rolling up a terrifying tsunami hundreds of meters high, and at the same time, shaking the sky out of a huge deep pit.

"Is this the man that Lord Ota has followed?"

Seeing this scene, Yamato was stunned.

In a gesture, the sky collapsed, and the river and the sea were overturned.

At this time, she finally understood why, in the days of sailing, Mitsuki Ota admired Whitebeard so much.

Leave everything behind.

The mere fact that this world-destroying power is enough to make people marvel and even tremble.

"The Four Emperors who can be on a par with such a man... He was also defeated by him. Suddenly

, Yamato turned his head and glanced at Yang Jian beside him.

I don't know why.

She didn't go to sea for a long time, but after a trip to sea, her three views expanded every moment.

Once upon a time, she once regarded Mitsuki Ota as a god, and even a nautical diary left behind by her was regarded by her as the Bible.

But now.

She found that although her inner respect for Mitsuki Mita was still there, the aura that belonged to this king had been peeled off.

With the defeat of the two admirals one after another.

As the red-haired pirates poured out of the nest, they eventually returned.

She seemed to recognize something, and let the Buddha understand something.