Play As Hercules, The Greatest Pirate Hunter!

The battle was won, and the battle was won.

Long looked at Luo Wen, his eyes projecting a high fighting spirit.

Since he rebelled against the navy and established the revolutionary army, he has never had a battle of equal strength. All the opponents he encountered were inferior, and he was completely defeated.

Although he has been practicing diligently and his strength has been growing, it is also a distressing thing to have no opponent.

Now that he is going to fight Luo Wen, all the fighting spirit he has accumulated for many years bursts out, as if he has returned to the glorious days of chasing pirates.

"Hiss!"

Long took a deep breath.

Like swallowing mountains and rivers, large streams of air flow filled his body, and the whole person burst out with powerful strength.

In an instant, his muscles bulged, and the loose cape became a tight-fitting garment, revealing his strong body.

"I'm coming!"

Long shouted, bursting out like lightning.

In just a moment, he came to Luo Wen's side.

A strong straight punch wrapped in domineering power was delivered, rushing straight to Luo Wen's chest.

The fist broke through the air, making a harsh sound.

"No one has wrestled with me for a long time, I like it."

Luo Wen's mouth curled up slightly, and he swung his right fist to meet the front.

Since Uncle B's template was completed and his muscle strength attribute became A+, he has never fought with anyone again. Now Long wants to fight, which is in line with his wishes.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, making an explosive roar.

The air fluctuated, forming circles of white air rings.

Long flew out uncontrollably, and his feet plowed two deep marks on the ground until he stopped a hundred meters away.

"Huh!?"

Long looked at Lowen in doubt, deeply shocked by his strength.

That strength seemed to be playing a joke on him.

The difference in strength between them was more than twice!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

As a disciple of his father Garp, he believed that the power of his fists was ranked among the best in the sea, and he was not inferior to the so-called Four Emperors.

How could there be such a big gap when fighting against Lowen!

"Come again!"

Long gritted his teeth and rushed forward, wanting to try again.

Boom!

The two fists met, and Long flew backwards again.

This time, the feeling was more obvious.

At the moment of the fist fight, he felt like he was hitting diamonds with his bare hands, which not only did not cause any damage, but also made his fists hurt.

Then, a violent force came, and he was thrown away without any resistance.

In front of that power, he was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, he could only sigh and not resist.

Long looked at Luo Wen as if he had seen a ghost, he could not accept such a power gap.

As we all know, people have limits. And his power has approached this limit, the limit of the human race.

Even if Kaido's demon clan reaches the limit, the power will not exceed him by much.

But Luo Wen is more than twice as strong as him, which is not a realm that humans can reach.

"Are you still human?"

Long looked at Luo Wen questioningly, as if he wanted to see through Luo Wen's essence under the skin.

"Of course I am a human." Luo Wen paused, and then said: "But if you want, you can call me a god."

Divine A, immortal, he is more qualified to be called a god than anyone else in this world.

"God?"

Long murmured, a little dazed.

Perhaps only God can have such power.

But in just a moment, his belief became firm again.

Even if Luo Wen was really a god, he would still test Luo Wen's strength. He was eager to know how strong Luo Wen could be.

"Huh!"

Long exhaled, his eyes firm.

Slightly adjusting the strength of his muscles, he rushed towards Luo Wen again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Although he was knocked away every time, Long continued to rush towards Luo Wen.

The two of them collided again and again in the duel arena with a diameter of one kilometer.

The speed under the blessing of power exceeded the speed of sound, leaving a trail of afterimages in the duel arena.

The air ring that broke through the speed of sound, one just dissipated, and the other appeared a hundred meters away.

The naked eye could no longer capture the existence of the two people. Only the footprints on the ground that were an inch deep proved that this was a fight between two humans.

Fists again and again, sonic booms again and again.

It was so violent that it could not be added.

To say that they were beasts was too gentle, only the terrifying devils in hell could describe the violence of the two.

…

In the audience, Aokiji and Kizaru were both very frightened watching the duel between the two.

“Ryu’s fist is even stronger than Mr. Garp’s.

It's not much different."

Aokiji looked at Long's performance and affirmed.

"Indeed, he is worthy of being the son of Mr. Garp. I also find this boxing trick tricky. It seems that Long has been improving over the years!"

Kizaru played with the nail clippers and said with admiration.

"However, in comparison, Lowen is even more surprising. Did he hit Long as a ball?"

Aokiji looked at Long flying around in the arena with a sympathetic expression.

At the beginning, he and Lowen fought for five days and five nights, but they were not so miserable.

"At that time in the Sabaody Archipelago, he was not like this. Mr. Garp could still hurt him, but now Long, who is almost the same, is completely no match for him."

"Can he become so much stronger in less than a month? "

Kizaru's mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

The three admirals were all old guys in their forties or fifties. They had already reached their peak, and there was not much room for improvement.

Now they were facing this perverted and increasingly perverted Lowen, and they were no match at all.

When he thought of being an opponent with Lowen, he had the urge to resign.

But when he thought of his high-paying job, Kizaru was a little reluctant.

"Ah~"

Kizaru sighed, and was caught in a dilemma.

...

On the other side.

"Kerla, I said Lowen was the strongest! "

Uta looked at Kerla proudly and said with a smile.

As expected, Lowen completely pinned Long to the ground and beat him without any pressure.

"..."

Kerla bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

She did not expect that the leader who was invincible when liberating the small kingdom would be suppressed by Lowen like this.

The leader is definitely not a fake. His strength and record are recognized by all the revolutionary army. The power just shown is absolutely unquestionable.

But such a leader was completely suppressed by Lowen.

It really surprised and upset her.

It can't be blamed on the leader, it's just that the enemy is too strong!

Kerla thought so.

At this moment, Kerla saw the actions of the two on the field and her eyes lit up.

"The leader is going to use a trick, and there is a reversal!"

Kerla shouted in surprise, as if she saw hope.

"Trick? "

Uta pouted dryly, not impressed.

What kind of trick could be compared to the God-killing Spear that destroyed the Demon King of Sound?

Having seen how powerful Luo Wen was, she no longer cared about anything else.

However, she still cooperated and turned her attention to the field to see if there was any reversal.