The Journey of Putting Blame on the Great Voyage

In the year 1510 of the Sea Yuan calendar, the year One Piece has been dead for 12 years, and the Pirate era has passed its climax.

This year, One Piece’s son, Portcar D. Ace, is ten years old and is dreaming of going to sea to become One Piece.

This year, our child of destiny is seven years old, and ten years away he will go to sea to begin his legendary adventure.

This year, the four emperors of the pirates have been established for many years, and the other pirates have no future.

And also this year, the future is known as the world’s first strong, the first sword and many other glory, and only 13-year-old Demigula Hanlin is about to start his journey.

Mari Joa, is the residence of the world’s aristocratic Draco, and in the depths of Mari Joa, there is a place similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, which is filled with nobles from all over the world.

In addition to these nobles, there were also some people with gorgeous clothes and glass covers sitting directly above the Colosseum, and looking at the people below with high toes, they were the world nobles Draco.

It is the descendant of the twenty kings who created the government of this world, and has the supreme right of the owner, and even once he encounters danger, the general must be dispatched to protect the safety of the Draco.

“Everyone, today is another competition in our Colosseum, and the one party participating in this match is the pirate fast Jairo who has a famous bounty of 20 million Bailey in the West Sea, and the other side is Demegula, who has twenty consecutive wins here, and the two are invited to appear below.”

As soon as the words fell, the iron doors on both sides of the Colosseum opened at the same time, and then a handsome and dashing young man and an ugly-looking big man came out of it.

The host outside the venue looked around and shouted loudly.

“Everyone, the two of them are the sea thief Jairo and the demigura Hanlin who has won twenty consecutive victories, let’s cheer together!”

“Jairo, hurry up, don’t be afraid, hurry up and tear that little one to pieces.”

“Demigula, don’t boo, you’re a man with a twenty-game winning streak, and the most important thing is that I bought you to win.”

Although his name is only a little different from One Piece Roger, the real gap between the two is indeed a world apart.

One is One Piece, and the other is someone else’s toy.

“Will Aaron, this time my man is a sea thief with a bounty of 20 million Baileys, and that slave of yours will definitely lose to me.”

“Hahaha.” Will Aaron laughed loudly and said triumphantly: “Roschar, my slave will never lose, and you have lost to me more than twenty times, and this time you will definitely lose to me.” ”

“Hmph, let’s walk and see.” Roschar snorted coldly, then stopped talking, and stared fiercely at Han Lin and the others in the field, as if he wanted to eat them.

“Cut, it’s really unpleasant, although I have experienced it many times, but every time I am watched by so many people like a monkey, I still can’t get used to it.”

Han Lin rubbed his shoulders and said with a gloomy face.

No matter who it is, being treated like a pet by so many people is very unhappy.

But Han Lin was used to it, and it wouldn’t be long before he could leave here.

“Hey, little ghost, I think you’d better surrender, so that I will definitely give you a pain when the time comes.” Jairo looked at Han Lin with a grin, not feeling inferior at all to being a slave.

Such people are already completely wasted.

“Idiot!”

Han Lin glanced at Jairo, so he ignored him and instead did the warm-up exercise before the battle.

“Bastard.” Jero looked at Han Lin’s contemptuous eyes, and roared angrily: “Do you know who you are talking to, sea thief fast Jairo, I will tear you apart in a while and let you know how powerful I am.” ”

“Look, the game has not yet started, the two people in the field have already had a great conflict, I believe this game must be very exciting, I just don’t know who of the two of them can win the game.” The off-court referee shouted excitedly.

As for whether the people around him had any opinions about him, he didn’t care, and no matter how Han Lin and their battle was, as long as the match was exciting enough and the Draco people liked it, then the match was a success.

“Okay, untouchable, I’ve been waiting for a long time, if I don’t hurry up and let them fight, I have to go back and rest.”

“Yes, yes, Lord Roschar, I’ll let them hurry up and play.”

The referee immediately turned his head to the middle of the field and shouted: “This match is played by Kuaishou Jairo against Demigula Hanlin, and the match officially begins.” ”

“Boy, I’m going to let you know how powerful my fast hand Jairo is today.”

Jairo showed a treacherous smile, and then walked towards Han Lin while strolling towards Han Lin, while clenching his fist and making a clicking sound.

“Swoosh!”

Suddenly, Jairo disappeared in place, and the next moment appeared next to Han Lin, waving his fist and smashing at Han Lin, and the fist wind generated by the speed of the fist scraped on Han Lin’s face, giving people a tingling feeling.

“Peng! Peng! ”

The corners of Han Lin’s mouth rose slightly, and one hand grabbed Jero’s fist, and then directly threw Jero on the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

The ground also hit a huge crater because of Han Lin’s strength and Jairo’s tall figure, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared around the pit.

“Look, in just the first round, Demegula threw the fast Jairo to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, which was really wonderful.”

The commentator and judge was the first to shout, and the atmosphere of the surrounding audience was completely mobilized.

“Come on, hurry up, Demigula, hurry up and rush up and knock him down.”

The surrounding audience watched Han Lin’s actions and cheered loudly, and even some people who bought Jairo to win began to cheer for Han Lin.

Because they are all nobles from all over the world, they don’t care about winning or losing at all, they only care about themselves, and they are not happy today.

Obviously, Han Lin’s opening over-the-shoulder fall had completely made their hearts boil.

“Damn, Jairo, if you lose, I won’t make you look good.”

Roschar Saint outside the field shouted with a gloomy face.

He didn’t expect that the slave he had spent a lot of money to bring was so vulnerable that he was knocked down in the first round, and if he lost this time, then he would lose twenty-one in a row.

Originally a world nobleman, he did not have much pursuit.

The few pursuits were to buy slaves and bet on slaves against others, and he often won competitions.

However, since Han Lin appeared, he had not won again, how could this not make him angry.

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