The strongest Yandi of the pirates

“Ahem, ahem”

When the aftermath of the collision gradually disappeared, Lei Ming slowly climbed up from the ground hundreds of meters away, the white clothes on his body became tattered, the sun god above his head disappeared from above the lower abdomen and left only the lower body, all the internal organs were strongly shaken, and the severe pain swept through Lei Ming’s whole body like a tide, and finally he couldn’t help but spray out a mouthful of blood.

Compared with the miserable appearance of thunder, the white beard is simply much better, the eight-meter-tall body only took more than ten steps back before stopping, and the white rooky fluttered with the sea breeze, and did not suffer any damage in the thunderous onslaught just now!

“Is this the difference between a legend and a hegemon?” Looking at the almost unscathed white beard, Lei Ming wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile, his expression was slightly dim, this is really downright bad news!

For Lei Ming, who aspires to dominate the sea, these legendary-level sea thieves who are pressed on the top of their heads will one day be obstacles to their continued progress, and they are goals that must be surpassed, but after truly understanding the power of the legendary level, Lei Ming discovered how big the gap between the legendary and the hegemonic level was!

At least in ten years, Whitebeard is still the strongest in the sea, Lei Ming has almost no hope of surpassing him, and the current Lei Ming is just a newcomer who has stepped into the hegemonic level, not to mention that compared with the four legends of Whitebeard, Golden Lion, Red and the dead Roger, even if the three overlords of the frontal hard steel Kaido, Charlotte Lingling and Patkathra are probably not enough, the loss scene occupies more than ninety percent.

In the end, there is still too little time for Lei Ming to grow, which of these legends and overlord-level big figures has not been tempered for ten years, twenty years or even more to get to this point, and Lei Ming has come to this world for no more than seven years, and the results are dazzling enough to get to this point.

At the level of hegemon, it is no longer that you can become stronger if you want to improve, time, opportunity, battle, cultivation… All kinds of factors are fused together, and a higher realm can only be seen under the accumulation of time, and a breakthrough in a short time is almost impossible for today’s thunder.

“Goo la la, Thunder Boy, this competition ends here, continuing is too burdensome for you, and there is no point in it,” Just when Lei Ming was in a bitter mood, a heroic laughter full of soft laughter suddenly sounded, waking Lei Ming from the shadow of failure.

Since crossing into this world, Lei Ming has gone too smoothly in the past few years, first joining Roger’s Pirate Group to break into the world, and then forming the Flame Pirate Group after Roger’s death, all of them met some garbage goods, and they never encountered a big setback, even on O’Hara Island against Sakaski and Pheasant, and finally Thunder Ming won.

It can be said that the battle with Whitebeard completely sobered Lei Ming from swelling and arrogance, this sea is not without a strong man but he did not encounter before, in addition to the dead Roger, now on this sea three legends, the three hegemons, plus many sea thieves with a reward of more than 500 million, with the strength of thunder can dominate one side, but it is far from enough to dominate the world.

Strength… After all, it’s still not strong enough!

Thinking of this, Lei Ming sighed, put away the complicated thoughts in his heart, slowly got up from the ground, casually patted the mud on his body, and smiled at the white beard freely: “I was still too arrogant before, thank you for letting me see the gap between us, with the experience of this battle, I don’t think I will be swelling in the future.” ”

“Don’t worry, it’s all your chance for yourself! But then again, you can take my all-out punch is really beyond my expectations, and the people who can block my all-out punch in the front will not exceed ten people in the entire sea, and can get to this point, it seems that your kid is indeed outstanding,” As soon as Thunder and Whitebeard stopped fighting, Marko and the others, who were watching the battle from afar, rushed over, hugging Whitebeard and came to Lei Ming.

“You kid is improving so fast, what a monster,” Thunder Ming glared fiercely, Marko said jokingly, the boy who used to drink and brag at the banquet with him has grown to this point in the blink of an eye, and the years are not spared.

“That’s right, when I return to the Moby Dick, I must have a few drinks with you, since I can’t beat you, I must get you drunk!” As an honest man, Joz said that I am not your opponent, but drinking must be my win.

“Hehahaha, it’s you who are too lazy, Marko! Don’t say that I hit you, you should really go to exercise and exercise, continue to stay in the white-bearded pirate group, your body is rusted,” a handful climbed on Marko’s shoulder, thunder laughed and did not forget to wake up Marko, if Marko is still obsessed and continues to waste time, do not improve his strength, then the top battle deserves to be pressed and beaten by the three red dogs, this is the path he chooses, and all the suffering must be tasted by himself.

“Fight or something, I’m very satisfied with my current life, who can say for sure in the future?” Let it be,” shrugging his shoulders, Marko waved his hand unconcernedly, completely untaking the thunderous reminder to heart.

“Goo la la, the chat time is temporarily over, ready to go back to the ship for the banquet!” Seeing that Malcocho and the others were talking, Whitebeard had to interrupt everyone’s chatter, but he still wanted to go back to the ship to have a few drinks while his body was still hot.

After every big war, Whitebeard will inevitably have a drink, and for Whitebeard, an alcoholic person, having a banquet after the war and drinking with his son is the happiest time in his life.

A glass of wine after the war, race over the living gods!

On Birao Island, Morgans looked at the Moby Dick that was gradually moving away, looked at the black camera in his hand excitedly, and croaked: “Tomorrow’s headline is you, Yandi vs. Whitebeard, I really want to see what other people’s expressions are after seeing this news, quack!” ”

After a while, when his mood calmed down, Morgans hung a black camera around his neck, flapped his wings, and flew towards the headquarters of the World Economic News Agency.