Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

In the huge martial arts arena, an extreme sword attack and defense battle temporarily stopped, and as Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel retreated, not only the people in the stands, but also the lieutenant generals behind Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel fell into an uproar.

"The flying squirrel actually showed weakness?"

Stoloberg, who had a long head and a beard and was armed with two swords, squinted his eyes and looked at Ige opposite Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, his expression a little serious for the first time.

He is also proficient in swordsmanship, and he also has a very vicious vision for swordsmanship. He can see that in the electric and flint offensive and defensive battle just now, the flying squirrel has been suppressed by the brat.

Moreover, as he used the two-sword style, he vaguely felt that the movements of this Igor were a bit strange, as if... he was missing a sword.

"That stab from Ige just now...although it was very unpleasant, it was really beautiful..."

Next to Strowberg, a big man with a square face and a beard smiled slightly, and there was a trace of appreciation in his narrowed eyes.

"Hey! Huo Shaoshan! Are you too discouraged for your own people? But is this kid actually a genius in swordsmanship? No wonder he is so crazy..."

Another lieutenant general next to the smiling square-faced man complained about him, then touched the scar on his face and said with some amazement.

This is Dauberman. At first, besides Flying Squirrel, he was the Vice Admiral who had the biggest objection to Igor. However, after seeing Igor's performance just now, he was actually a little impressed.

And just as these lieutenant generals were whispering, a loud roar suddenly sounded from the stands:

"Hey! Look, is Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel going to use that move?"

"Huh?"

As a surprised cry rang out, the navy soldiers who were still talking about each other stopped their discussions and cast their gazes on the martial arts field.

Even Sakaski, Kuzan and others who were sitting at the front of the stands, except for Posalino, all had their eyes slightly condensed and looked at Ige on the field with some surprise.

They didn't understand swordsmanship and didn't know what the subtlety of the sword and sword shadow just now was. But when they heard that the flying squirrel had been forced to use the strongest move, they felt that this Igo seemed not to be simple.

"Oh~ Sakaski, didn't you say that this guy is not qualified to fight you?"

Borsalino glanced at Sakaski next to him with a playful look in his eyes.

"Why do you look like you want to fight with him now?"

When he said he wanted to deal with Iger just now, Sakaski was quite disdainful and said he was bored. Unexpectedly, he actually had some fighting spirit at this moment.

"Qi! This guy seems to be quite capable."

Sakaski was a little unhappy when he was asked this question and snorted coldly.

After all, my combat power is higher than that of the Lieutenant Generals. How could I challenge a brat with those guys? Isn't this embarrassing?

Lieutenant General He looked at the two of them, then glanced at Marshal Kong with great interest, and couldn't help but smile.

This kid will probably be famous throughout the Navy Headquarters after today...

At this moment, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel had put away all his sword moves, closed his eyes and stood still slowly, with the tip of the long sword in his hand hanging down, as if he had given up the attack.

But only those who are familiar with Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel know that Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is preparing his most powerful move.

call......

A gentle breeze slowly floated across the entire martial arts arena, as if everything was immersed in incomparable silence, and even in Ige's perception, his breath was about to dissipate.

"This is......"

Seeing this scene, Iger's eyes also froze slightly. Although his experience told him that the breath of the guy in front of him was about to disappear, there was always a hint of danger in the air.

This blow should be very strong.

boom!

As soon as Ige finished this thought, the air in the entire martial arts arena suddenly started to riot!

It was as if a huge vortex of air was generated out of thin air, or as if there was an extremely domineering breath from an ancient dragon. Everyone present felt a strong wind blowing from behind them like the center of the martial arts field, and then converged on the flying fox.

Rat's side!

Buzz!

The air vibrated slightly, as if he were the dragon's lungs, compressing countless amounts of air crazily with each breath of the dragon!

Iger could feel that something extremely ferocious was about to be born in this martial arts arena.

As the air oscillated more and more violently, a ray of light condensed on the tip of Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's knife, and at the moment when this ray of light condensed, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's originally closed eyes suddenly opened!

"Lan Sword!"

A deep roar erupted from Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's throat, and this roar actually overlapped dozens of levels as the air vibrated!

The words resounded throughout the entire martial arts arena, causing all the naval soldiers on the viewing platform to become slightly distracted. At this moment of confusion, the sword in the flying squirrel's hand moved!

A bit of blazing white light gathered on the tip of the sword, and the flying squirrel moved from bottom to top, as if it had divided the space. The blazing white light left a blazing white trace in the space.

The white light didn't have any sharp momentum, nor did it emit any terrifying fluctuations, but Ige's face tightened subconsciously!

This blow is not as simple as it seems...

call out!

Just when Ige was secretly sighing, the crescent-shaped blazing white sword light was like an arrow from the string, crossing a distance of several meters in an instant and rushing towards Ige!

It was obviously coming at the speed of a bullet, but Iger didn't hear any sound, and even the air seemed to have no sign of being broken at all!

It's so sharp that you can't even feel the air on your face!

I have to say that this move is really powerful. If it were Ige before, this move might make the hairs all over his body explode in an instant, but now...

Ige smiled slightly, and that smile made the flying squirrel feel a little uneasy for a moment.

The white light rapidly expanded in his pupils, but Ige's expression remained as usual, and then the dragon horse in his hand suddenly let out a high sword cry!

A red-black viscous liquid, like blood, seeped out from Ryoma's sword body and then adhered to its surface.

Iger didn't hesitate, and directly put the base of the sword against his chest, with the tip of the sword facing outward, pointing directly at the white sword light that was rushing towards him.

"Itto-ryu Ryuga!"

There seemed to be red and black lightning flashing in Igor's eyes, and the dragon horse in his hand let out a dragon roar, and then Iger's whole body turned into a red and black light and shadow, and stabbed away against the white sword light!