Pirate's Strongest Vice Mr3

"I imitate your abilities???"

Cracker was stupid at that time.

From his huge, squinting eyes, you could tell how shocked he was at this moment.

The Biscuit Soldier has always been the manifestation of his Devil Fruit ability, and it's not even an exaggeration to say it's the core.

Following his mother in the New World for so many years, he relied on his reputation as a biscuit soldier, and earned the title of "Thousand-Handed Cracker".

And now, this unknown person who jumped out of nowhere in front of me actually said that he imitated his ability?!

How can I bear this!!

Clark's widened eyes narrowed again, and what emanated from the slits in his eyes was uncontrollable anger.

"Who do you think I am? I am a Thousand-Handed Knife!!"

Zila Zila!

Cracker roared angrily, and the ends of the purple triangular braid tied behind his head crackled, bursting out with wildly beating sparks.

This looks more like it is echoing mr3's so-called "imitation" - mr3's erected "3" hairstyle is burning with flames at this time.

"You said you weren't trying to imitate my abilities! Look at the little sparks on your braids. They are clearly based on the blazing flame on the top of my hair!"

mr3 saw through the essence at a glance and raised his hand to point to Cracker's braided sparks.

Behind Kelijia, the eyes of the ministers moved back and forth between the two men.

Comparing the two, it seems... Brother Krick's is indeed smaller than others?

And no matter how you look at it, the candle soldier wearing a knight's helmet is more powerful and domineering than the cookie soldier with a paralyzed face.

Could it be that Brother Cracker really imitated the fruit abilities developed by others?

Except for a few ministers who had grown up with Cracker, most people began to have a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

Despite this, they are all Cracker's younger siblings, so naturally they won't talk much in this situation.

But I'm not sure about mr3.

"My sister's Cracker! You are so shameless with a broken spark that is no bigger than your thumb. You copied our third brother's ability!"

"Hahaha, how dare you call it a Thousand-Handed Cracker? Just call it a plagiarized Cracker!"

"If you don't know how to develop fruit abilities, just tell me and let our handsome third brother, who has extraordinary temperament, wisdom and strength, teach you. What kind of hero can you be if you steal lessons?!"

"It doesn't matter if the flame is small, it's still forked, and I can't even copy it from the template I gave you!"

The younger brothers with a bounty of over 100 million suddenly became excited, pointing at the little sparks on Cracker's braid and ridiculing him.

Some people even put chopsticks on their faces, imitating the appearance of Crackers, and said angrily, "Who do you think I am? I copied Crackers~".

"Ahahahaha!"

This reversal caused a roar of laughter on the spot, where the younger brothers beat their chests and feet, and clapped their bellies on the table.

A cheerful atmosphere filled the entire waiting hall.

"You damn bastards!"

Cracker was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't think of any words to refute: His is indeed smaller than others, and it has bifurcations...

Frustrated, he simply gave up the verbal argument, looked hard, and controlled the strong biscuit soldier to take a heavy step.

boom!

The terrifying coercion exploded from the Biscuit Soldier's body, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant. The red and black impact went straight to the body and mind, sweeping the entire audience!

This kind of momentum is the unique ability of Cracker. Although it is not a domineering one, the two burst out to shock the soul, but they have the same effect!

Even though they were from the same camp, the senior Homiz in the hall was so frightened that he stepped back.

The pirate boys from the Cross Guild also stopped laughing, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, subconsciously moved around, and quietly hid behind Brother 3.

In terms of ridicule and insults, they are absolutely confident that they are invincible, but if they really want to confront a strong man of the level of Clerk, that is absolutely impossible!

"Are you so eager to taste the taste of failure?"

mr3 is naturally not afraid of the intimidation of an aura that is not even overlord. The gray-white candles seeping out from under his feet form a field, connected with the candle soldiers standing in front.

This time his opponent is Cracker, the three-star dessert general, not the wimpy colonel from Three Pillar Roundabout, so he must be serious.

"Stop talking nonsense and come on! I will use my strength to prove who is the fake!!"

Cracker, who had been waiting for a long time, roared and drove the cookie soldiers to attack first!

Whoosh!

The giant shadow passed by, and the huge and sturdy Biscuit Soldier appeared in front of the Candle Soldier in the blink of an eye.

The huge long sword in his hand was swung, and it was slashed down violently with a sound of breaking through the air!

A red light flashed in mr3's eyes. He saw that his domineering power had been upgraded to the "powerful" level, and he captured the attack trajectory of the cookie soldiers.

As the thought came to him, the eyes of the candle soldier hidden under the knight's helmet also flashed red, and he raised the candle shield with his left hand and held it at his side.

In the eyes of Cracker, this kind of frontal resistance is simply a stupid act of mantis trying to use his arms as a chariot: 'Haha, you are just a candle creature, trying to block the Biscuit Soldier's slashing attack that can even break steel?'

‘How dare you accuse me of plagiarism? I’ll chop you and your shield in half!!’

boom!!

Amid Cracker's crazy and confident laughter, the biscuit soldier's giant sword slashed at the candle buckler with an extremely domineering attitude!

As the loud sound of steel colliding was heard, a powerful storm of breath exploded in all directions!

In the corner of the hall, the luxurious dining table was curled up with four trembling legs. The big eyes of Kazilan with gold-edged tablecloth were pale and dull, and the teapot, teacup, etc. Homiz was so scared that he was deformed.

——Fortunately, they have quick eyesight and quick hands and can escape before the two sides fight. Otherwise, just this collision would be enough to make them faint on the spot!

"How is this kind of touch possible? It's just a candle, but it has a hardness far beyond steel?!"

The moment the two sides collided, the confident and arrogant smile on Keliqia's lips immediately froze, and his eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the candle soldiers who were standing still under the attack of the biscuit soldiers.

He couldn't understand and couldn't imagine that there could be candle shields in the world that were stronger than steel!

"Candles are harder than steel, isn't this common sense?" mr3 smiled lightly.

Next, it's his turn!

The Candle Soldier withstood the attack, raised his huge Candle Sword and slashed at the Biscuit Soldier's neck!

Whizzing!

The square biscuit hanging in front of the biscuit soldier's chest moved quickly and successfully blocked the slash of the candle sword.

"This feeling……"

Cracker, who controlled the Biscuit Soldier to block the attack, instead of breathing a sigh of relief, his pupils shrank.

The next second, the candle sword slashed at the biscuit block melted like ice and snow, forming a liquid candle that crossed the biscuit block and turned into several sharp candle spears, stabbing the biscuit soldier's huge head from all directions!

Dang Dang Dang!

Sparks flew and the sound of weapons and sharp blades clashing was heard.

Five giant steel swords emerged out of thin air, blocking all the overwhelming candle spears.

I don’t know where to start, but four slender arms holding big swords grew out of the Biscuit Soldier’s back!

"interesting."

MR3, who missed the blow, did not panic at all, and moved slightly, causing more fluid candles to pour into the candle soldiers.

Whoosh whoosh!

Behind the candle soldier, the gray-white candle squirmed, and four slender and tough candle arms also emerged!

Different from the Biscuit Soldier's unchanged big sword, the Candle Soldier's new arms hold a ram's horn sledgehammer, a Fangtian painted halberd, a giant mace and a double-edged battle axe!

"asshole!!"

Seeing mr3 using the same moves as himself, Cracker yelled angrily and controlled the Biscuit Soldier to wave six arms and launch a full range of violent attacks!

The candle soldiers did not retreat but advanced, their eyes hidden in the candle helmets ignited with blazing fighting spirit, and they faced the biscuit soldiers' fierce and fierce offensive.

Due to the absolute confidence in the hardness of the candle soldiers, mr3 plans to go head-to-head with the biscuit soldiers!

boom!!

Under the control of their respective abilities, the huge candle soldiers and biscuit soldiers fought against each other.

Weapons and swords kept colliding, round shields and square biscuits were slashed horizontally and vertically, and countless candle crumbs and biscuit fragments were scattered in the fierce fight, dyeing the spacious and open reception hall with a fantasy color of yellow and white.

The attacks from both sides were swift and violent.

At this moment, they gave up their skills, body skills, and calculations.

As if to prove that their respective abilities are the right way to go, mr3 and Cracker both made a tacit agreement not to use armed Haki.

The only thing left is the pure and extreme collision of two giant soldiers!!