Kaido: My son has the qualifications of One Piece

"It's about the same time."

Yang Jian glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, then slowly turned to Don Quixote Doflamingo:
"It's your turn, Joker."

The moment his voice fell.

Three cold, chilling gazes fixed on Qi Wuhai at the same time.

The mace that haunts the overlord-colored black thunder.

A samurai sword wrapped in flames.

And two Schottel knives that linger armed with black light.

At the same time, it locked Don Quixote Doflamingo's neck, face, and heart.

Whether it was Don Quixote Doflamingo himself, or the Don Quixote cadres waiting nervously at the door, they could only look forward to him, no one doubted that as long as the next answer was not what Yang Jian wanted, the fact that Qiwuhai would inevitably reduce its staff.

Da

As the second hand of the pocket watch in Yang Jian's hand continued to move forward.

The air gradually became heavier.

The atmosphere also began to become oppressive.

When the cold and murderous aura emanating from Yamato, Jhin, and Jack was about to fill the entire hall, a slightly unruly laughter sounded slowly.

"Breakthrough!"

"I didn't expect Yang Tianjun to value me so much for a Tianlong man who has never met and has broken his wings."

"However, in this era of great pirates, not only the king chooses the ministers, but the ministers also choose the king."

Don Quixote Doflamingo endured the pain from his right leg pierced by Jhin, and stiffly stood up.

Seeing this scene, Jin's eyes flashed coldly, and just when he was about to pierce Don Quixote Doflamingo's other leg, Yang Jian, who was sitting high on a chair in the center of the hall, waved his hand.

Jhin saw it, and immediately pulled out the long knife nailed to Don Quixote Doflamingo's leg.

puff
The blade was separated from the flesh, and a scarlet blood arrow sprayed out.

But Don Quixote Doflamingo didn't even hum, he just swayed slightly on the spot, and then he stood up straight in front of Yang Jian.

A kind of majesty that belongs to Tian Yasha, called king, is naturally revealed.

Even if he was in a dangerous situation, Yang Jian would not be able to walk out of the hall alive if he only had one thought, but it did not affect his bearing in the slightest.

"The one who defines good and evil... is the victor."

"The only thing that can be defined as justice... is the victor."

"The ones who can convince me... are also the winners."

"Zhenjun, if you want me to obey you... then use your strength to convince me!"

Don Quixote Doflamingo met Yang Jian's eyes for the first time, and his unruly attitude of belonging to Tianlong Ren, Qi Wuhai, and the Dark Emperor was vividly displayed.

"You want to challenge me?"

Yang Jian looked at Don Quixote Doflamingo, his eyes were like an overlord sitting on the throne of the sky looking down on all living beings.

"Why not?"

"Since the Civil War of the Five Emperors, there has been an extra voice in this sea... More and more people think that you, not Whitebeard, are the head of the Five Emperors and the strongest man in the world."

"It is my honor, Don Quixote Doflamingo, to be the first person to verify the authenticity, and to be able to measure the gap with the strongest in the world..."

While talking, Don Quixote Doflamingo bowed and stretched out his hand to salute Yang Jian.

"Please!"

The voice just fell.

There was a burst of piercing the air, and a sharp whistling that broke through the sound barrier suddenly sounded.

At some point, a silk thread that was invisible to the naked eye was already entwined and shot out from Don Quixote Doflamingo's index finger.

In the blink of an eye, this silk thread already carried terrifying penetrating power, and shot to the center of Yang Jian's eyebrows like a bullet.

砰

Facing the sudden silk thread, Yang Jian didn't even move his eyelids.

He just sat on the chair like this, didn't even have the intention to get up, just raised two fingers like this, and then clamped the silk thread under Don Quixote Doflamingo's slight discoloration.

"and many more."

Just as Don Quixote Doflamingo calmed down the surprise in his heart, and was about to continue to fight, Yang Jian stopped him.

Then, under his suspicious, shocked, and puzzled eyes, he changed from his seat.

A phoenix surrounded by green flames appeared in front of him.

Immediately, the revived Qingyan landed on the wound on his leg that was pierced by Jin's knife just now.

Hiss
As the revived blue flames continued to burn, the wound was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Don Quixote Doflamingo's face was also constantly changing.

"True Monarch, what an atmosphere!"

Don Quixote Doflamingo slowly gave a thumbs up with his right hand.

As an unscrupulous king.

He didn't feel slighted or insulted because Yang Jian healed his leg injury.

"The mere Qiwuhai is not worth my hands at all."

Yang Jian returned to human form again, propping his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking about something.

"That's it, Joker."

"As long as you can get me out of this chair, then nothing happened today."

"As the host, I will personally send you on board to leave the island of ghosts."

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Sir, are you kidding me?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo's face was uncertain.

Sometimes my heart is full of shock and anger, and sometimes I am overjoyed.

Let the new emperor send him off, what a huge gain.

If he could really do it, this one thing alone would be enough to make his reputation and status rank first among the Seven Martial Seas.