Pirates making memes: get eight magic skills at the beginning

"Shock!Amayasha Doflamingo is crowned King Shichibukai! "

"The World Government and the Five Old Stars sent a congratulatory message, warmly congratulating Doflamingo Tianyasha on his career to a higher level! "

"The lawless big pirate turned around and became a famous philanthropist. Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality behind it?" "

After reading the newspapers delivered by Newsbird, Yang Ming casually threw the newspapers away.

The shadow under his feet pulled out sharp long needles, tying the newspapers flying in the air into a hornet's nest.

On the headlines of the newspapers and magazines, the big head of Doflamingo Tianyasha was published, and now it turned into a riddled appearance, falling to the ground with the wind, as if to herald the future that this big pirate is about to usher in.

Seeing this scene, the two cadres of the Don Quixote family raised their brows straight, with a trace of dignity between their brows.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

With this simple move alone, Torrebol and Jorah decided that the enemy was a devil fruit capable user. As for whether it was a natural or superhuman type, it is temporarily unknown, but what is certain is that, The opponent's ability is related to the shadow.

Two years ago, Moonlight Moria accepted the canonization of the world government and became the king of Shichibukai. He is a shadow fruit capable person.

Torrebol and Jorah were no strangers to the shadow fruit. Out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at their own shadows at their feet, and distracted their attention from their feet to avoid the enemy's sneak attack through their own shadows.

The small actions of the two of them naturally couldn't be hidden from Yang Ming's eyes, and he saw everything in his eyes.

Yang Ming used the vest of the pirate Li Qing. Many methods could not be used in the past. Avoiding exposing his own roots meant that his combat power had declined. This move was also just in case, so as to draw part of the enemy's energy.

If they followed the normal route, it would take at least half a month for the two of them to come to the Chambord Islands from the waters near the Kingdom of Dressrosa.

But now, in less than three days, Torrebol and Jorah led the Plum Blossom Army to Yang Ming. Obviously, with the approval of the World Government, the pirate ship shuttled from the holy land of Mary Joa, the peak of the Red Earth Continent. .

It has to be said that the Tianlong people are the Tianlong people.

Even though Doflamingo has turned into a bandit and become a fearsome pirate, he still bears the surname of Don Quixote, the Tianlong family, and has privileges that ordinary people can't imagine.

All roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome.

This is really a cruel world.

Raising his eyes and quickly sizing up the Plum Blossom Army, Yang Ming already had a calculation in his heart.

There are about 500 members in the Plum Blossom Legion, and each of them is a thug carefully selected from the gangsters from all over the world. They have rich experience in fighting and gun battles. Someone with a small steel cannon, enough force to invade a kingdom with no defenses.

The sloppy uncle Torrebol is more disgusting than imagined.

The hunchbacked man is wearing a quilt-shaped cloak with strange circle patterns drawn on it. Under the neat bangs is a pair of round-frame sunglasses, hiding a pair of cross-eyed eyes behind the dark lenses. His complexion is haggard and sallow. It looks like staying up late all year round, resulting in a lack of energy.

The uncle is unshaven on his upper lip, and has glue-like hair hanging on his lower lip and cheeks. His mouth is slightly open, revealing sparse teeth that leak air. Two lines of clear and clear snot slipped down from the tip of his nose, faintly making people feel nauseated. feel.

Torrebol slammed the scepter heavily on the ground, and after a strange laugh, he said:

"I said, I said."

"A guy like you wants to challenge the majesty of the Don Quixote family?"

"It's really a dead thing!"

With the sound of Torrebol falling, all the pirates of the Plum Blossom Legion pointed their guns at Yang Ming and pulled the triggers together.

At this moment, the death knights who stood like statues on the left and right immediately raised the wide-faced shields in their hands, covering them layer by layer, forming a steel fortress.

The dull black solid bullets landed on the wide-faced shield, and there was a series of "clinking" sounds, but this steel barrier could not be shaken at all.

Two teams of 100 death knights rushed out from both sides, each with a frontless epee. Once they slashed on a human body, the pirates would either be split in half on the spot, or be crushed by the terrifying power of the epee. bone.

Torrepol sits in the center, commanding and dispatching the Plum Blossom Army.

If it were an ordinary pirate group, facing this group of dead people, I am afraid that they would be timid before fighting. However, the Plum Blossom Legion is obviously the elite of the pirates. Under the command of Torrebol, No panic at all.

The pirates in the front row immediately drew their knives out of their sheaths. The hundred-smelted steel knives in their hands were high-quality goods produced by the Don Quixote family. No matter in terms of sharpness or hardness, they were higher than the first-line navy standard sabers.

The pirates in the middle row continued to pull the trigger until the bullets in the magazine were empty, and immediately replaced the bullets on the spot to continue to suppress the enemy's firepower.

The pirates in the back row formed a group in twos and threes. One pirate carried the steel cannon, and his companions were responsible for lifting the heavy solid ammunition into the muzzle, and then ignited the letter.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Amidst the sound of cannons one after another, the solid cannonballs drew graceful arcs in mid-air, and bombarded the place where the death knights were densely populated.

The expected scene of heavy casualties did not appear. The dead walked out of the center of the explosion in a tenacious posture. Their stiff legs could not bend their knees, but they still galloped like horses, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, leading the charge In the front, while the pirates in the front row were stunned with shock, they collectively tore a hole in the plum blossom phalanx.

Seeing that this group of death knights were not afraid of death, and their combat methods were extremely ferocious, it was completely either you or me. In order to avoid heavy casualties of the Plum Blossom Army, Torrebol immediately ordered Jorah, who was standing by, to take action:

"Jorah, I'll give you 10 minutes to get rid of them!"

This is really not Torrebol's arrogance.

Torrebol is timid and meticulous, and he always likes to make decisions before acting.

After some careful observation, Torrebol discovered that these death knights possessed stronger physiques than ordinary pirates, as well as strength comparable to little giants, and more exquisite combat skills. The trait of fear of death is a very useful cannon fodder army.

However, these death knights are strong if they are strong, but they are not opponents of the strong.

Jorah raised her feet on tiptoe, raised her arms above her head, posing a graceful posture of a swan dance, and her plump figure spun away.

"Miss Ben is here, get out of the way!"

Jola is not only an artist, but also a killer. Under the seemingly ridiculous dance, his body leaps up, his feet wearing red high heels are as sharp as a blade, and a whip kick sweeps across the body. Suddenly, the helmet-wearing head of the death knight sank instantly, and the head was separated from the neck. The headless corpse mechanically took two steps forward, and then fell into a cloud of smoke and dust.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Jorah's feet are covered with a thin layer of armed domineering, which makes her have such a powerful lethality.

The midday sun seemed to focus on the spotlight on the stage, and it fell on this strangely dressed artist.

Jorah narrowed her eyes slightly, parted her purple lips lightly, exposing her white teeth, and waving her arms chicly. Accompanied by her moving dancing posture, she spewed out a large amount of transparent smoke like bubble clouds from her palms, covering the people who were trying to besiege her. On the death knight.

Jorah is a superhuman art fruit capable person, who can transform any target into a work of art imagined by the capable person, and can also turn his imagination into smoke and throw it at the opponent. The imagination of the reader becomes a unique work of art.

This is a fruit ability with a very low lower limit and a high upper limit.

If people in this world imagine the existence of the Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Sanqing Daozu, Cthulhu, King in Yellow, Tribunal of Life, Thanos, etc., there may be unexpected surprises.

Confined by this era and his own vision, Chora tends to the abstract painting art similar to Picasso.

When the strange smoke shrouded the death knights, these originally gloomy and domineering dead suddenly turned into a funny look. The whole body was painted with colorful paints, outlining abstract works with twisted lines, and lost all fighting power.

Even the death knight's ability, which would not be instantly killed by the enemy in a single blow, became invalid after being transformed into an abstract work, and was sent away by the pirates with a single bullet.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!"

"This is art!"

Dancing alone among the death knight army, Jorah felt as if he had entered the land of no one, and the smoke floating in his hands was like a deadly poisonous gas, which made people frightened.

Of course, Jorah did not take it lightly.

She knew very well in her heart that these death knights were just appetizers, and the real main course hadn't been played yet!

It's too late to say, then soon!

Just when Jorah's excitement reached its peak, the shadow under her feet suddenly changed and turned into a long, pointed spear, trying to pierce Jorah into a skewer from bottom to top.

The triangular glasses turned white in the sunlight, and a sharp sneer came from Jorah's mouth:

"I have guarded against your hand for a long time!"

Jorah twisted his waist and made a gesture to dodge.

But at this moment, two jade dogs jumped out of the shadows, one black and one white, biting open their mouths, directly dragging Jorah from the air to the ground.

Before Jorah could react, shadows as sticky as ink swept from all directions, completely obliterating her last consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, a competent cadre died tragically in the sea of ​​shadows. A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of Torrebol. He looked at Yang Ming with suspicious eyes, and said in a trembling voice:

"With your skill and strength, the six kings of the underground world can't invite you at all."

"Who the hell are you?"

Infinite shadows enveloped Yang Ming, as if crowning the shadow king.

With a head of black hair dancing wildly behind his head, Yang Ming lifted his chin slightly, spread his arms, and said in a flat tone:

"I am Li Qing, the heir to the will of Rocks d. Gibbek!"

"I'm the man who wants to be the Pirate King!"

Hearing this, Torrebol was shocked!