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"Hell, false information kills people. "

Noah wailed.

"Alaala, little Noah don't care, life is to grow up on the journey, and all the results are providential. "

Roger waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Tsk, that's a nice thing to say. "

Noah poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Rest early, I'll fight again tomorrow. "

After chatting for a while, Noah saw that the sky was dark and starry, and stood up and said.

"Leave you alone, I'm going to sleep. Really, I'm a wounded man, why should I drink with you? "

Noah grumbled as he walked to the camp that had been prepared.

Behind them, Whitebeard and Roger were casually looking for topics over the remnants of wine in their glasses.

"Newgate, your son, will be great in the future. "

Roger looked at where Noah had walked out and said to Whitebeard.

"No matter what the strength is, being able to get out of Marlene Joya is not something that ordinary people can do. Newgate, even if it's you and me, in this case, I'm afraid I can't get out of Marlene Joya like this. I don't believe that old guy from Sengoku wasn't there. "

Roger squinted at Whitebeard, full of admiration for Noah.

"Kulalala-la-"

Whitebeard laughed, Noah's identity is not a secret to Roger, this time Noah, whether he succeeds or not, the action itself alone can already say a lot.

"Roger, the little ghost you picked up back then doesn't have such skills now. "

Whitebeard laughed.

"Ah, yes, compared to Noah, Shanks is still very immature. "

Roger laughed too. The two touched the wine bowl, and everything was silent.

The next day, on the battlefield.

Noah scratched his hair in distress, looked at Reilly in front of him, and said with a wry smile:

"Why is Uncle Reilly fighting me, shouldn't it be Jabba's man in sunglasses?"

Reilly raised his sword and pointed at Noah, and said with a smile:

"You hit Jabba a little hard yesterday, he doesn't want to see you today. Why, doesn't little Noah want to fight me? It's not like you. "

"No, I just want to save some energy, after all, I'm a wounded. "

Noah pressed the stream and clasped his ears indifferently.

"Well, whoever treats you as a wounded person will suffer a great loss. "

Reilly smiled and shook his head, the laziness of the guy in front of him made him helpless. After all, it is not a life-and-death battle, it is just a battle of communication between the two sides, and there is no need to force others to fight.

"By the way, Uncle Reilly, what about your fans?"

Noah suddenly remembered Roki and the others, who he hadn't seen since he went to the island.

"They, I drank all night on the boat yesterday, what a human being. "

Reilly laughed.

"Forget it, let's fight with my uncle reluctantly. "

Noah pursed his lips and pulled out the stream to give full attention. Reilly wasn't one of those guys he'd defeated since he came out, and if Noah didn't show all his strength to fight, he wouldn't even have a chance to regret it.

"Stinky Boy ......"

Reilly chuckled and struck with his sword.

"Bell!"

The two swords intersected, and the red cherry blossoms spread across the blade, drawing along the blade towards Reilly's sword-wielding left hand.

Seeing this, Reilly forced Noah back with his sword, raised his right foot, and swept towards Noah's waist and abdomen.

Noah secretly complained, Reilly was merciless, this kick went straight to his wound, and the bastard Dorag didn't keep his hand, if he was kicked by Reilly, he would have to lie here on the spot.

"One Knife Stream, Snake Eater"

Noah's body jumped up, the tip of the knife pointed forward, and the body and the long sword in his hand were completely in a straight line, and Reilly's foot swept over Noah's chin, and the long sword in Noah's hand was like the fangs of a giant python, stabbing Rayleigh's eyes with lightning speed.

"It's a big improvement, little Noah. "

Reilly looked up, Noah's sword grazed his nose, and a few golden hairs fluttered in the wind. Seeing that Noah was about to turn a stab into a slash, when he slashed down, Reilly's right hand sword slashed, and the sword qi flew towards Noah's sword-holding wrist, forcing Noah back.

"What's the use, I still can't beat you old men. "

Noah put away his knife and stood in place.

"Stinky boy, you've only been practicing for a few days. "

Reilly was amused by Noah's words, this kid has seen the world too wide. So much so that the horizon is too high. At the age of thirteen, the strength that can retreat from Marlene Joya's whole body is a prince in the new world, and this kid is not satisfied.

Reilly shook his head, sure enough, he was still a child.

"Uncle Reilly, I always think you're thinking about something rude. "

Reilly opened his eyes and watched as Noah stabbed his slippers with his scabbard, his face full of suspicion.

"It's really ......"

Reilly was about to speak, when suddenly the mountain shook and interrupted the conversation between the two, and the injured Noah even stood unsteadily in the whirlwind and sat on the ground.

Noah looked at the center of the battlefield in horror, the white-bearded naginata and Roger's Western sword were facing each other in the air, and the two knives three feet apart stirred up black thunder in the air, and the overlord color was overflowing, and the low-level combatants on both sides of the field were shocked by this powerful overlord color, lying on the ground horizontally.

"Daddy and Roger...... Is it so strong?"

Noah looked at the two people on the field dumbfounded, and muttered.

"Yes, these two guys, maybe this is their truest strength. "

Reilly sat down next to Noah, took off his glasses and wiped them. The dust raised by the two of them just now made his vision very unclear.

"Uncle Reilly, what is your strongest strength?"

Noah turned his head and asked Reilly very seriously.

"Aha, ha, haven't you seen it?

Reilly avoided Noah's probing gaze and said with a haha.

"No kidding, are you a fool to me?

Noah was annoyed, and Reilly was clearly playing with him as a child.

Reilly whistled and ignored Noah.

Noah was angry, but he was helpless, Reilly clearly didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force Reilly to speak. The main thing is that he can't beat Reilly at all.

"Now, Uncle Reilly, that kid ......"

Noah looked around and unexpectedly found a red-haired boy on the battlefield, who was standing in front of a fainting red-nosed imp, struggling to support the domineering overlord on the field. At his side, a thin and immature momentum gradually took shape.

"That's the overlord color, although it's very immature. If I'm not mistaken, this guy is called ...... Shanks?"

Noah asked, pointing at Shanks.

Among the people present, Noah didn't know much, but definitely Shanks. The leader of the next One Piece is just a little devil about the same age as himself at the moment, and he is struggling to resist the domineering of the two supreme powers. There is no style to speak of.

"yes, this little imp has a bright future. "

Reilly looked at Shanks, then at Noah.

These two little ghosts, one white and one red, have similar backgrounds and have a promising future.

In Reilly's eyes, the two of them are gradually enlarging and growing. and the two people who are fighting on the field now, gradually overlapping. _

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