The Lord of the Underworld of Pirates

I closed my eyes and recalled the feeling before.

Is it different from Sauron’s promotion to swordsman in the original work?

In the previous confrontation with Hong, he seemed to be a piece of steel, and Hong was like a hammer, beating him all the time.

When fighting against the two sword moves just now, it seemed that some kind of restriction had been opened and he was forged from steel into a sharp sword, just like the legendary carp crossing the dragon gate and turning into a powerful dragon.

The swordsmanship belonging to the original Brooke and the swordsmanship of the original Mo Wen directly reached a perfect fusion.

Feeling the surrounding environment, seeing and hearing the domineering appearance and the realm of a swordsman, I could vaguely feel the breath of all things wherever my eyes passed, and the cracks in the rock and steel were looming.

"Is this the sword hero?"

"Yo ho ho ho, that's great!"

Brooke adjusted his afro, ripped off his tattered shirt, and took out the broken violin inside that was chopped off by Hong.

"Totally destroyed!"

"Then you can rest here!"

He carefully put his 'old friend' aside, and reached out with his white hand bones to grab his mourning sword.

There seemed to be a pleasant feeling coming from the sword.

Holding the sword in his hand, he waved it towards the ground. After a moment, a crack several meters deep opened in the ground!

Just like that, he slowly picked up the broken violin and put it into the pit.

Brooke looked at Sword Sword, turned to look at the big hole in the wall of the tavern, and walked out slowly.

"The third round, start!"

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Standing outside the street, Hong holding the reverse blade knife looked at Brooke who walked out with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The slender Brooke was wearing trousers and his upper body was covered with exposed white bones. He looked extremely weird, but in his red eyes, Brooke seemed to have become a sword, a sharp long sword.

"Have you become a swordsman?"

"Oh ho ho ho, now we are both at the same level. You who are good at the sword of power will face me who is good at the sword of softness. Can you still be as relaxed as before?"

"Just try it and you'll know!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong attacked Brooke directly.

"Cross Reverse Blade·Continuous Slash!"

Hong directly approached Brooke, grasped the reverse blade with both hands, and launched a powerful offensive against Brooke.

In the dark night, the slashes made by Hong's reverse blade turned into red cross attacks.

Dodge on the left, block on the right, take a step back in the middle, and then stab.

With the help of Haki, Brooke easily dodged Red's attack and stabbed out with his sword.

Hong was also very experienced in fighting. The huge sense of threat coming from the front of his head made his body automatically dodge, and he narrowly avoided Brooke's stab.

Seeing that the blow missed, Brooke jumped back hard with his leg bones, opening a distance of more than 5 meters.

The legs began to move rhythmically, and the sound of tapping suddenly sounded, and a sound was hummed in the nasal cavity at the right time.

"Yo ho ho ho, yo ho ho~ ho~~~!"

"Yo ho ho ho, yo ho ho~ho~~~"

Humming in a light rhythm, with obvious harassment intentions.

Strengthen your own rhythm of attacks and disrupt your opponent's attack rhythm.

Hong frowned slightly. Although the other party's harassment had little effect on him, if he continued humming like this, he was afraid that the voice from the loudspeaker would be as powerful as before.

He needs to be stopped!

Hong immediately took a lunge and stabbed out the reverse-blade knife in his hand. Although there was still more than two meters away from Brooke, the reverse-blade knife seemed to lengthen as Hong thrust out.

Facing this constant thrust, Brooke dodged without thinking. Then a dim light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and handed over the sword in his hand.

"Revolutionary Dance·Continuous Stabs!"

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!

The hand bone drove the mourning sword, turning into an afterimage and stabbing Hong with more than ten swords in succession. Each sword thrust left behind a sharp blue sword wave more than half a meter long.

Hong on the opposite side immediately turned around to defend. Although most of the attacks were blocked by Hong, there were also one or two swords that directly pierced Hong's body.

Looking down at the two cone-shaped blood holes in his abdomen and thighs, veins began to appear on the red muscles all over his body. The blood from the two wounds was immediately squeezed back by the muscles.

The legs exerted force, and a hole appeared under his feet. The powerful force brought about an explosion of speed, and he was in front of Brooke in the blink of an eye. The attack from bottom to top was fast and powerful.

"Reverse Blade Slash!"

The bloody long knife seemed to have blocked Brook's retreat.

Facing this sudden blow, Brooke's domineering attitude had already been noticed.

He held the sword in his hand horizontally, held the tip of the sword with his left hand again, and blocked the incoming reverse-blade sword forcefully.

As if with some purpose, Brooke relied on the powerful force brought by the death sword to block, and his whole body flew into the sky, and his body actually flew nearly 20 meters into the sky.

As if his dexterous body had no weight, Brook turned over in the sky, with his leg bones at the top and his head at the bottom. He held the sword tightly with both hands and used his waist to rotate the whole skeletal body in mid-air.

"Flying Dragon Slash!"

Brooke, who was turning faster and faster, descended from the sky and shot straight down towards Hong.

In Hong's eyes, the skeleton man in mid-air transformed from a sharp sword into a giant dragon with fangs and claws and crashed towards him!

Holding the reverse blade knife in his hand tightly, he felt the sense of crisis coming from all around him, which seemed to be suppressing him and leaving him with nowhere to escape.

"Huh, then I'll show it to you!"

The reverse-blade sword clanked as Hong quickly sheathed it and assumed a posture that was obviously to draw the sword and strike.

"Draw your sword and slash the sea of ​​blood!"

If there are outsiders present, they can see a long spinning dragon, and it crashes straight into a turbulent sea of ​​blood.

boom!

A strong air pressure blew in all directions from where the two met.

Faced with the attack that came to him in the blink of an eye, Hong Mian unsheathed his sword and struck it accurately on Brooke's strongest attack point.

Brooke was holding the death sword in his hand, and his body was still spinning. Of course, the speed was also slowing down little by little.

The collision of the two weapons made a harsh friction sound, and countless sparks burst out.

Seeing that this blow didn't have much effect, Brooke directly used the sword with both arms. After several consecutive back flips in the air, he stood on a broken wall.

Feeling the looming domineering power of what he has seen and heard, his mental strength is also reflecting a hint of fatigue.

Only then did Brooke realize that he seemed to be using it too often.

After entering the island, there was a battle on the sand channel radio station, followed by a large-scale concert, and then a battle with Durst, and then immediately transferred here to have a fierce duel with Hong. .

It seems that his physical and mental strength is almost reaching its limit. Feeling that Hong's breathing has become faster, Brooke suggested to Hong.

"I think you are almost reaching your limit!"

Hong didn't reply, staring at Brooke intently.

"How about it, do you want to decide the outcome with one move?"

Brooke continued to ask nonchalantly.

"Come!"