Pirates, the immortal evil god on Luffy's ship

Sanji dodged the attack by tilting his head, and kicked MR.3 in the face with his right foot.

"With a"bang", MR.3 took Sanji's kick.

"This won't break?"

Sanji kicked MR.3 down again and stood there thinking for a while. His kick just now was attached with Armament Haki, and the wax armor only had a few cracks after being kicked.

MR·3 stepped back a few steps, shook his head to wake up his dizzy head, activated the fruit ability again, and repaired the helmet.

"What a hassle."

Sanji took the burning cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it, sending it flying directly toward MR.3.

MR·3 He knocked the cigarette away with his hand, but just as his arm covered his eyes, Sanji suddenly jumped up

""Pork Hot Pot SHOOT!"

Sanji kicked MR.3's chest with his foot, which was covered with Armament Haki. MR.3 took the blow and grabbed Sanji's ankle with his right hand. He fell to the ground, but Sanji suddenly lost consciousness and his body came into close contact with the ground. Sanji spat out a mouthful of blood, and kicked MR.3's neck with the toe of his free foot, which was covered with Armament Haki.

"First meat!"

MR·3 Feeling the suffocation coming from his neck, he quickly let go of Sanji, covered his neck with both hands and kept coughing

"Shoulder, back, saddle, breast, leg."

The dazzling kicks and the armed color domineering made MR·3, a wise general who was not good at fighting, retreat step by step. Sanji, who was madly attacking MR·3, suddenly regretted not wearing the sea stone leather shoes given by Feidan, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago.

"Beef SHOOT!"

Sanji kicked MR.3 away with his last kick, and then kicked MR.3 in the air with no support, causing the wax armor on MR.3 to break.

"Phew~ Finally solved it."

After Sanji kicked for the last time, he turned his back, lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. As the saying goes - a cigarette after the fact, you will live like a god.

"I have to say, you are really strong. I underestimated you."

MR.3, whose head was broken and bleeding after being kicked by Sanji, slowly got up from the ground. The candles on his body gathered again, but this time he did not hold a weapon in his hand, only two candles were still flowing.

"Extra-large candle package service."

The liquid candle in his hand kept flowing, and soon a huge candle cake condensed behind him. The top of the candle cake kept rotating, as if it was accumulating some powerful move.

"What the hell, all that fancy stuff. Cut the meat! SHOOT!"

Sanji jumped up and slammed down in the air above MR.3's head.

"Wax wall · Melt fusion carving spear!"

MR·3 Standing there with a slight smile, the liquid candle in his hand formed a semicircle to wrap himself up, and spears gradually condensed on the semicircular wall formed by the candle.

Sanji thought to himself that it was not good. At the critical moment, he could only attach the armed color to the vital parts of his body. Sure enough, the spears shot at him all at once, and he could only take this move.

"Want to fight me?"

MR·3 took down the candle wall, looked at Sanji who was bleeding, and said sarcastically

"Looks like I have to use this trick, it's really tricky."

Sanji scratched his head. Although he was covered in blood, his expression was still calm. He still had a trick that he hadn't used yet.

Suddenly Sanji began to spin in circles, spinning faster and faster, until only a gyroscope-like shadow was left.

"Devil's Wind Kick!"