The silver fox general of the pirate

In this way, under the eyes of everyone, Mihawk stood in front of Qingjiao and Perospero, holding a long knife at the side and looking directly at them, his eyes piercing.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"Ah, what a big scene."

Just when the trigger was on the verge of breaking out, several figures of different heights walked in through the broken gate that had been slashed by Mihawk earlier.

As this group of people walked in, the eyes of the entire hall gathered.

"Phoenix Marco, captain of the first division of the Whitebeard Pirates."

The subordinates around Moria looked in shock at the leader, the young man with a golden punk head, a dagger on his waist, and a tattoo of the Whitebeard Pirates on his chest.

Next to him was a tall, burly, dark-skinned, broad-chested young man in partial armor.

There is no mistake, it is the captain of the third team of the Whitebeard Pirates, Diamond Joz.

And next to Joz is a man with an orange pompadour hairstyle, with two long knives on his waist. It is the captain of the fourth division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Saki.

And the captain of the fifth team, Foil Vista.

"You did that slash just now?"

Wearing a top hat, a curvy beard under his nose, a large blue-purple cape, and blue trousers, Vista fell in love with Mihawk at first sight.

"Foil Vista."

Seeing Vista, fighting spirit appeared in Mihawk's lingering eyes, and he walked towards Vista directly ignoring Green Pepper and Perospero.

"Qolaker Mihawk, the world's number one swordsman who will stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the future, I would like to ask for your advice."

Seriously, Mihawk looked at Vista solemnly.

"The world's number one swordsman at the pinnacle of swordsmanship? Coincidentally, me too."

No matter the muscles or the blood all over his body were about to move, and Vista also showed fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Marco, let me go."

Can't wait, Vista and Mista disappeared in place one after another.

"Hey! Vista."

"Okay, let them do it! Swordsmen are a bunch of strange people."

Thatch patted Joz on the shoulder.

"You use knives too!" Joz looked down at the two knives on Sach's waist.

"I'm not like them." Thatch grinned.

The dramatic scene seemed a bit weird because of the departure of Mihawk and Bista.

"Ding Ka..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from the circular staircase covered with a red carpet, full of rhythm like gears hitting the ground, and at the same time, a strong breath became more and more violent as the footsteps got closer.

"I didn't expect even this guy to come."

Marco was a little surprised, looking at the circular staircase.

Standing tall and stern, wearing black jeans and a pair of spiked black boots, Katakuri came into everyone's sight. When he looked at the green pepper, his figure appeared in front of Perospero in a flash.

"People of the Charlotte family, you are not qualified to teach."

"Haha... Katakuri boy, your brothers and sisters are far worse than you."

"Boom...boom."

The entire hall was shaken, and an aura of swallowing mountains and rivers emerged from Qingjiao, sweeping everything powerfully and domineeringly.

"Buzzing rumbling.."

At the same moment, an awe-inspiring and domineering aura emanated from Katakuri's body. With a loud bang, the two domineering colors collided, and the surrounding black and red thunder filled the air like a storm, centering on the two of them, sweeping away in all directions. .

"Plop...Plop."

Some weak-willed pirates in the hall turned their eyes white and fell to the ground. Only some main characters endured the will head-on, with different expressions.

Even the outside of the hotel was affected. Many people on the street could be seen unconsciously fainting on the ground, and the entire hotel was surrounded by black and red Razers.

The originally clear sky was also filled with dark clouds because of the collision of two overlord colors.

"This is."

With the hotel as the center, many pirates swallowed their saliva and stared in horror as they watched the sky with lightning, thunder, black clouds and tumbling.

"Overlord color collision."

"Is this the collision of kings? Who will it be?"

"This momentum is really too huge."

Most of Rogge Town was alarmed, and almost all eyes were focused.

"Hey! Hey! I'm going to call outside. Haven't we had breakfast yet?"

Unaffected at all, Marco yawned.

"I'm not full either."

In this frantic storm, the queen was still eating pastries.

Looking at each other, Katakuri and Qingjiao put away their domineering looks almost at the same time.

The people present are not small characters, let alone this time they are not here to fight.

Inexplicably, this tense battle came to an abrupt end.

Naturally, the Navy Division has also noticed the situation here, but it is all a matter for the higher-ups. As for Foxy, he has been practicing endlessly since he successfully played his feet yesterday.

But now Foxy is standing on the playground with a weird expression, and his expression shows incredible and fantasy.

The lights and swords were swung in a fancy way, and I saw Donald Duck holding the snow with his right wing and walking, like a fencing sport in his previous life, piercing the air with a quack quack, and slashing back and forth twice in circles from time to time.

It's like playing like that, and I'm still enjoying it.

Seriously, Foxy no longer sees Donald Duck as a duck, but as a human being.

This guy can do everything that humans can do, and the wings are like human hands that can be grasped and held casually, flexibly pushed.

It can be said that apart from the appearance, it is a person, and it runs very fast, and it disappears in a blink of an eye.

According to normal operation, this guy usually sleeps in the morning, and Foxy naturally started to practice when the sky was just getting hazy.

But this guy didn't know when he appeared, and he even held Xue Zou and started to gesticulate beside him like crazy, which caused Foxy to stop his training and look at him with a dazed expression on his face.

"Donald Duck, okay you!"

"awesome."

Some sailors passing by were also confused at first, but then clapped their hands to encourage them.

During this period of time, Donald Duck has become familiar with most of the sailors, and even the new sailors know that there is a duck with a big appetite in the branch.

Hearing the cheers, this guy played harder.

Although messy and useless, a duck dancing with a sword is still very entertaining.

If this is in a circus, it must be a popular fried duck.

After waving for a while, this guy might be tired, his left wing wiped the hot sweat off his brow, and was about to sit beside him for a rest, but he saw Foxy looking at him with his arms crossed.

"Garrah..rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Shaking his fat butt from side to side, Donald Duck walked up to Foxy with his big eyes fluttering, looking like I was really good just now!

"You like swordplay."

Donald Duck has never been very keen on cultivation, but looking at Donald Duck just now, he seems to like dancing swords very much.

"Garrah..rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Like a chicken pecking at rice, Donald Duck quacked.

Holding the chin of the slippers, Foxy had an immature thought in his mind.

Since this guy likes swordsmanship, how about training him to be a swordsman? Originally, Foxy planned to let Donald Duck learn all six styles and two-color domineering like himself, but he still hasn't figured out the devil fruit yet.

But now this guy is very keen on swordsmanship, as long as he finds a hobby, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Once the idea appeared, it couldn't stop spreading. .