The Worst Fruit Among Pirates

Fighting Beast Island,

As one of the 'starting' islands of the seven routes into the Grand Line, it is bound to be attacked by a large number of pirates.

However, since this place belonged to the 'Don Quixote Family', earth-shaking changes have taken place.

"We are good people! We are good people-"

On the deck, the captain raised his hands in the air. He did not carry his three-cornered hat or captain's coat. There was no standard flintlock gun or sailor knife on his waist, for fear of causing misunderstanding.

"let me see,"

On the patrol boat flying the Double Dragon flag, the former 'Sea Swordsman' Kamil opened the manual in his hand.After checking it carefully, I made sure that the other party was not a famous pirate who liked to play "Dark Chen Cang", and then I closed the manual.

"Since it is a normal maritime business, let's enter the port."

After speaking, the young swordsman who once led the villagers to resist the nobles seriously warned the other party:

"If you plan to do business on this route, feel free to do it; but if you dare to cause trouble on this route, the Don Quixote family will not let any provocative fool go!"

"Yes, yes, it is precisely because we heard that this route is very safe that we are planning to switch to... ahem, take this route to support our family."

It was obvious that this ship without any flag was a pirate ship, and those simpering 'sailors' had also been pirates.

In this world, apart from the navy, when other ships on the sea encounter "fat sheep", who wouldn't make a guest appearance as a pirate?

No matter it is a maritime merchant or the kingdom's army, they will not mind making a 'windfall'.

But it's different now,

"Little... ahem, sailors, prepare to enter the port."

This ship is filled with special ores from Drum Island. Just one trip can earn millions of beli. ——This is much more comfortable than fighting against bad weather, giant sea beasts, and other peers on the vast ocean.

Most of the pirate groups are insulated from being 'so and so'. If they are unlucky, it is normal for them to have no income for ten and a half days. Hungry and thirst are their life.

So why are pirates so enthusiastic about having parties?

Of course, because after eating this meal, there may be no next meal!

As the diverted pirate ship slowly entered the harbor, a bustling and bustling dock appeared in front of everyone:

Thousands of workers carried the goods out of the cabin, and the giant crane that kept rotating unloaded the goods. There was a constant flow and exchange of goods of all kinds.

On the pier, various merchants and captains were pointing at the goods while bargaining. Very quickly: stacks of thick baileys were changing hands with the flow of goods, and the eyes of the 'former' pirates who had just entered the port were widened. Light.

If I could get a vote——

Boom! !

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the distance, which scared the pirates on the ship and threw themselves on the deck reflexively.

? !

"This is···"

The pirate captain subconsciously reached for his waist, but found nothing. He raised his head and looked at the city behind the dock.

"First time?"

A young man with short gray-green hair stepped onto the boat with two scribes, without even looking back at the noise behind him.

"Yes...yes, please tell me this is..."

Facing the confused pirate captain and the frightened 'sailors', the young man with short gray-green hair smiled proudly.

"Don't be nervous, this is the cadres of the Don Quixote family competing for training."

Learn from each other?

Are they competing with explosives and cannons?

Just when a ship of pirates showed disbelief, suddenly the wind roared like thunder, and a giant sandstorm tornado with a shrill wail rose into the sky, rolling up the clouds in the sky and starting to spin.

? ? ? ?

"Don't be nervous. This should be a guest of the family having a friendly exchange with the cadres."

comminicate?

Looking at the yellow saloon curling into the sky in the distance, like a natural disaster, a ship of pirates really wanted to twist this young man with short gray-green hair and let him look at the situation behind him. Is that a bit 'friendly'?

but--

"Hahaha,"

"It turned out to be a discussion and exchange, but we had too little experience and were making a fuss..."

The pirate captain had an awkward smile on his face. Looking at the accustomed looks of the dock workers around him, this was by no means an act of 'shock' for a temporary uprising.With the opponent's power to create natural disasters, all it takes to destroy pirates like them is to raise your hand.

The little thoughts that surfaced just now disappeared immediately.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Being a good citizen is probably a good thing.

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Fighting Beast Island,

Great Colosseum,

"Heavy Shalan!"

The yellow sand in front of Rossi's eyes first gathered into a huge tornado, and then crushed him hard.

This is not an ordinary 'Desert Storm', but an attack carrying Crocodile's 'Corrosion Reincarnation'. Every grain of yellow sand roars at high speed, forming a giant that can instantly crush steel battleships into powder and assimilate them. tornado!

Now that Rossi has the strength, he is completely confident that he can withstand a full-speed collision from a warship without taking a single step back.However, with the sand in front of them, the howling wind alone could sweep the warship into the sky.

"Well, this sandstorm tornado alone can destroy the fleet."

Facing Crocodile's attack, Rossi slashed with his sword, and the black-red light rising into the sky split the sandstorm hundreds of meters into two and whizzed past him.

However, the 'two' sandstorms that were split up were still howling angrily, trying to tear everything apart and sweep them away. The momentum that had left nothing behind suddenly turned around and surrounded and strangled Rossi from behind.

As the giant sandstorm tornado blew past, the walls, corridors, and seats of the Colosseum all collapsed and disintegrated.

It was obviously a solid building that could defend against heavy artillery bombardment, but it instantly fell apart as the yellow sand blew by. Then it was swept up by the strong wind like confetti, and quickly turned into yellow sand, becoming part of the attack.

"Hey, don't damage public property——"

Rossi was not injured in the giant sandstorm tornado. The invisible armed domineering energy covered every inch of his skin, making his body stronger than a sharp knife.

But if Crocodile's attack is allowed to wreak havoc, it's a question of how much remains of the iconic building of Fighting Beast Island: the Colosseum.

What a stingy Sand Crocodile. After being slashed a few times by himself, he became so angry that he opened up and destroyed the building.

"Ghost Slash—"

The attack that had been brewing for a long time suddenly broke out in full force!

A huge amount of armed domineering energy surged out from Rossi's body in all directions, causing the sandstorm tornado to collapse suddenly.

"Black Dragon Suppression!"

Covered in armed domineering, the third generation Kiteru rolled like an angry dragon. The Rossi people followed the movement of the knife, spinning faster and faster, and the black and red light turned into a huge tornado and soared into the sky.

This black and red tornado connected to the sky and the sea, and the clouds on both sides of the sky were even involved in this giant tornado, turning into howling winds that were deafening.

?

The huge black and red tornado violently collided with the two sandstorms, causing the wind and clouds to surge and sparks to fly!

With one against two, Crocodile, who turned into yellow sand in the sandstorm, was stunned.

To be able to do such an attack with just one weapon, this guy is quite capable.

It’s not over yet, Rossi’s skills don’t stop there.

"Overlord color·impact!"

The majestic, black and red domineering aura suddenly spread from his body, and the indifferent oppression from above completely filled every inch of space within a few dozen meters.

"Woo-?!"

Crocodile, who controlled the yellow sand to form a sandstorm tornado, was rushed by this domineering force. His whole body felt as if his soul was struck by an invisible sword, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

The two huge sandstorm tornadoes he controlled naturally collapsed, and suddenly collapsed into extremely chaotic, hundreds of air vortexes.

Not only that, the black and red domineering energy suddenly condensed into a line, turning into a black and red sword light and striking head-on!

On this pitch-black Third Generation Ghost, a wisp of pitch-black 'lightning' was pulled out of thin air, causing Crocodile's pupils to shrink as they dispersed into yellow sand.

Overlord look domineering? !

For a moment, Crocodile felt like he was surrounded by thousands of troops, with flags like a forest, swords and swords flashing, making it impossible for him to escape.

Even if he spreads his body into billions of yellow sand, his soul will be severely damaged by this knife.

Even...death!

At this moment, Crocodile, who pursued 'secrecy' and 'conspiracy', smelled the breath of defeat.

It was like a counselor who thought he had a perfect plan, but suddenly faced a vicious beast alone, and found that the wisdom he relied on was as weak as a joke.

In the face of the most violent speed, strength, and dominance, Crocodile felt as powerless as an ordinary person.

"Hmph, just a domineering look——"

However, Crocodile had not yet 'fallen' at this time. The huge pressure only aroused his former domineering spirit, allowing him to regain a trace of the spirit he once had when he was on equal footing with Barrett.

Countless yellow sand quickly gathered out of thin air to form Crocodile's upper body. With the dark green fur coat flying behind him, he waved his right hand out of thin air and turned into a huge scimitar formed by the condensation and compression of a large amount of yellow sand...

"Desert Diamond Sword!"

bang,

The two weapons collided fiercely, and with a loud noise that resounded throughout the Battle Beast Island, a terrifying shock wave spread in all directions, carrying a huge amount of yellow sand and domineering force, and was about to destroy the entire Colosseum. .

"Stonewall!"

With a shrill voice, Pika squatted down and patted the ground. Circles of huge rocks rose up from the ground, quickly wrapping the entire Colosseum. At the same time, his armed domineering energy swam out and wrapped around these rock walls. .

Bang! ! !

Although after being dispersed, it couldn't even be 'black and hard' and could only be entangled with a layer of invisible domineering energy, but it was enough to strengthen the stone wall to resist the aftermath.

Others subconsciously took half a step forward. What they were most concerned about was——

Who's winning?

"interesting,"

The motionless Mihawk's yellow pupils flashed slightly,

The smoke and dust in the sky could not cover his eyes. Mihawk clearly saw the third generation of Ghost cutting into the 'Desert Diamond Sword', and also clearly saw Crocodile's shocked expression.as well as:

brush,

With a wave of his black feather coat, he swept away the dust all over the place.

"Let's stop it here. If we continue to fight, our family's industry will be damaged."

"Hmph, prepare a spacious venue next time."

Crocodile took out a cigar and lit it again with a gloomy face.

Fortunately, his usual expression was very gloomy, so everyone watching the battle didn't notice anything.

"This game is considered a draw for the time being——"

brush,

A figure leaped down and strode towards Rossi.

"Are you done warming up?"

Pulling out the black knife 'Ye' from his back, the equally young Joracol Mihawk raised the 'Supreme Sharp Knife' in his hand.

"It's my turn,"

After speaking, he didn't even look at the sand crocodile next to him.

"Fight me, don't hold back."

···

"it is good,"

After agreeing to Mihawk, Rossi turned to look at the embarrassed Crocodile and raised his hand in the direction of the audience.

"Mr. Crocodile, we are about to begin, please go up and watch the battle."

"Humph,"

The weapon was almost cut off by Rossi with a knife, and the 'Navy Hunter' Mihawk saw through his weakness. Crocodile turned around unhappily, and his figure turned into yellow sand and disappeared.

The next second, the yellow sand reorganized into a sand crocodile with a black face in the audience.

Originally he wanted to 'show off' his strength, but he was almost chopped down by Don Quixote Rossinande. ——This makes it smooth sailing after going to sea. How can Crocodile not be angry except for having suffered a loss at the hands of Whitebeard?

It's just like facing Whitebeard.

Insufficient strength means incompetence and rage.

Hades...

When I get the legendary 'ancient weapon', everyone will kneel down in front of me!

Looking at Rossi and Mihawk preparing to fight in the Colosseum below, Sand Crocodile bit his cigar and swore secretly.