Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

The blades of the knives met, sparks flying into the air.

"Uh..." Sauron swung his sword in the air, but Rohr quickly dodged it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, staring at the tip of the knife that was approaching his neck very quickly.

Arthas frowned, always ready to stop him.

Such a decisive attack, as well as the innate sense of knowledge... Even if Sauron currently has an advantage in strength, he is completely unable to defeat Rohr...

Zoro suddenly flicked his neck and waved the word "和道" on his mouth to deflect the thunder dragon that was stabbing him.

He resolved his crisis in an instant and turned from defense to offense. The two knives in his hands were suddenly brought back in front of him, forming a tiger's tooth shape with the word "和道" on his mouth, and he slashed at Luo Er with all his strength.

"Tiger Hunt!"

"Tiger? Weird move..." Rohr accurately predicted the attack trajectory, moved his body quickly to the left, and easily dodged Sauron's move.

The three knives struck the plain ground, leaving a crack like a tiger's tooth.

"You!" After a brief exchange, Sauron discovered something fishy and immediately swung his two swords to strike at Rohr: "You know that strange move of predicting attacks in advance, right?"

"Ah."

After responding to Sauron, Roll faced the two swords swinging horizontally from bottom to top. He concentrated the power of his hands and slashed towards Sauron's slash.

The weapons of the two men clashed, and within a short period of time their strength was evenly matched, forming a tussle and confrontation.

Sauron, who followed Arthas out to sea from Frost Moon Village and witnessed how outrageous the battles between strong men were, naturally improved his strength, and he was pondering those strange powers every day.

Facing Sauron, who had the upper hand in strength, Rohr gradually began to struggle and his expression became very uncomfortable.

He usually competes with Uncle Xiaoqiu and Gion, and he has no power to fight back!

How could you be willing to lose when you finally meet an opponent who is evenly matched and can be defeated?

His unyielding will turned into strength, allowing him to break the power gap with Sauron. Zoro's body was pushed by Rohr for about one meter and then stopped.

"It seems that you have already begun to carry certain things at this age."

"I must become stronger, my father and mother need me to protect them!"

Alsace, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, smiled with relief. Perhaps this was the psychological comfort of giving birth to a son.

However, people have three stages: childhood, rebellious stage, and adulthood. Each stage represents a different person, and no one knows whether Rohr will change his current mind in the future.

Zoro used his arms that had been trained for a long time and used his muscle strength to flick away Rohr with a knife. His eyes became determined: "I also bear the promise of my best friend and cannot lose to you."

The two of them had firm eyes and exuded an unshakable aura. At the same time, they flashed their swords and ran toward each other.

"Ghost Slayer!"

"I don't have a cool move name!"

Hearing Rohr's words, Alsace slapped his forehead fiercely, which was like drawing a sword and slashing! Silly son... made him cute.

A strong wind blew across the cheeks, and the two figures exchanged views under the last ray of sunset, and did not move for a long time.

"Blocked the Demon Slayer..." Zoro turned around first and looked at Rohr opposite with a shocked expression.

He is obviously only about 7 and a half years old, so strong...

Night comes.

Roll turned around calmly, holding the knife with a calm expression and looking at Sauron again. If his body hadn't been able to keep up with what he saw and heard, he would have seriously injured Zoro at that moment.

This also shows that there is only one gap between him and Sauron, who is now experienced in fighting.

From the perspective of a bystander, Al vaguely discovered that Sauron's intelligence had already begun to appear, so he was able to fight against it.

"Come again!"

The two rushed towards each other again and began a close sword fight.

Watching from the sidelines, Alsace became sleepy, walked over to the ball, lay down on its belly, and said perfunctorily: "Come on, Roll, daddy is waiting for you to protect him."

The duel between Sauron and Rohr gradually became more intense. They swung their swords faster and faster, pointing directly at each other's throat, almost slit each time.

The crisp sound of metal collision didn't last long, and the two fell to the ground exhausted.

"I haven't lost yet!"

"Me too."

The two of them let go of the hilts of the knives, and with almost no strength, they crawled toward each other and punched each other in the face with clenched fists.

Seeing the two little guys like this, the little ball's belly suddenly pushed Alsace out of his belly.

"Hmm~!" (Master, hurry up and stop them, they will be beaten later)

"Let's see who stands at the end..."

The winner has not yet been decided, the two are still fighting, even if it looks ugly, even funny.

They had to let them continue, and Alsace was not going to stop them.

After a while, Sauron and Rohr's faces were swollen like hills, and nosebleeds flowed into their mouths, but they still stood up.

"I can spend another day with you, Roel!" Zoro clenched his fists and put them in front of him to speak.

The same goes for Rohr, who staggered toward Sauron: "Me too."

Who did this stubborn character...come from? Gion? Alsace really couldn't remember that side of himself.

Can personalities from previous lives be inherited?

The final result of the duel was that both men fell to the ground at the same time, evenly matched.

Arthas walked over to where the two were lying flat on their backs and threw them onto the ball. He was surprised by this result. It seemed that Sauron had become stronger.

"Two stubborn bastards, they have been struggling for so long. Let's go back, little ball."

"Roar~!"

From the unvisited plains back to the royal interior of the Kingdom of Castan, Alsace was paid the highest respect by many civilians along the way.

When he returned to his residence, he saw many citizens surrounding the compound of the mansion where he lived. They were all raising their hands and cheering, cheering for Gion and Robin as they fought each other.

Some people even started betting on who would win, the eldest village chief's wife vs. the eldest village chief's sister.

The huge house collapsed due to the conflict between the two. The two women, who had beautiful faces, were now beyond recognition. Their cheeks were swollen and they punched each other in the face.

"Brother is mine! You goblin!"

"If you want to steal my man, you have to rely on your fists!"

"Kill you! You temptress who seduced my brother!"

Boom! Just as the two were charging at each other with all their strength again, Alsace squeezed through the crowd, appeared in the middle of the two, and punched each one, knocking them to the ground.

"What the hell are you doing! It's over!"

Robin and Gion lay stretched out on the ground.

"Let me bid you farewell, Gion Momo, your life ends here! From now on, my brother is mine!"

"Kill you, Nico Robin!"

The two of them squirmed like maggots and approached each other, still unconvinced and punching each other's head.

Not only were they still like this, but Rohr and Zoro, who were on the back of the ball, were still throwing each other at each other even though they were unconscious.

"I really want to be in a palace fight drama, right? You're so damn stubborn after all!" Arthas gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, pulled out the Rakshasa that was full of ghost energy from his waist, and inserted it into the ground to release the terrifying aura. , roared:

"Just give me enough."

Everyone was frightened by Alsace's aura, and the citizens were so frightened that they could not move.

When he opened his eyes again, Sauron and Rohr on the back of the ball calmed down and stopped beating each other.

Gion and Robin stood up straight in front of Alsace with bruises and bruises, and said at the same time: "We were wrong..."

"Based on your current relationship, you two should be good sisters. How about killing each other with force?"

Even though they were so intimidating, Robin and Gion still looked at each other with disdain.

Is Robin in such good health? Can Gion be hurt like this? It seems that he has been training six forms over the years. Arthas looked at the two of them and analyzed in his mind.

"I have earrings that I made with my brother, do you have them?"

Suddenly, Robin touched the earrings on his ears and started comparing them wildly.

"Haha, he and I both gave birth to one, do you have one?"

"I……"

Such a big blow was a sure win for Robin.

She retorted speechlessly, her face became bruised and swollen, and she became aggrieved.

On the other hand, Gion looked like a victor, his face was swollen and he was enjoying himself.

"I...I can also give birth..."

"Hey~" Alsace slapped himself on the forehead, there was nothing he could do, his weakness was his weakness.

It’s just that I didn’t choose to swim the sea alone on a whim.

However, life is like chess, you have no regrets when you make a move.

Now that the entire Western Sea is under his control, he has no regrets.