Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

On Roger's side, everyone was in a hurry... digging the fields.

On Rayleigh's side...

Zheniya covered her eyes with her little hands, and occasionally heard painful grunts, spurts of blood, and thuds of flesh touching each other.

Don't dare to look.

I really don’t dare to look at it.

It's too awful! !

After the noise in her ears finally stopped, Zheniya put down her little hand covering her eyes.

The yellow sand blown by the wind is charming.

She closed her eyes subconsciously and at the same time created a moisture barrier to block the wind and sand.

After doing this, when he took a closer look, Crocodile was kneeling on the sand on one knee in a state of embarrassment.

The man's simple but very imposing robe was cut with slits, and under the torn clothes, dazzling blood marks were flowing vigorously.

The hair on her back, which was meticulously combed, was messy, and a few strands of hair fell down on her forehead due to the fierce fighting.

On top of his head, blood lines flowed down from his hairline. Crocodile was panting violently, but his wolf-like eyes that refused to admit defeat looked at the man standing in front of him coolly and calmly.

The smell of blood mixed with the wind.

Rayleigh, who stood with the sword in his hand, lowered his eyes like a victor, and looked into Crocodile's eyes with a smile: "You have good spirit."

Hearing this, Crocodile slowly stood up.

The torn black coat was flying in the wind and sand.

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his forehead with his finger full of gold rings.

He chuckled: "As expected of Rayleigh, the King of Hades."

Rayleigh raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist, and the blade flashed coldly: "So are you ready to die?"

Crocodile stared at Reilly expressionlessly.

Not far away, Zenia also saw Crocodile's expression, and suddenly the lightbulb above her head lit up.

Zheniya slapped her fist: "Ana, he probably means..."

Learning from Crocodile's arrogant demeanor, he interpreted it with all his heart: "If you beat your mother, are you blind and can't see that I can't beat you?"

Reilly: ...

Crocodile:...

The two men present looked at Zenia together.

Lei Li was speechless and finally had no choice but: "Yaya~"

Can we take away the words about tigers and wolves?

You, Ana, are too old to bear the sudden stimulation.

Meeting Reilly's gaze, Zheniya blinked innocently, and finally scratched the back of Reilly's head with apology and embarrassment: "Ana, I didn't mean to scold you, it's just... that's how he made me feel. "

In order to prove her innocence, Zheniya pointed in the direction of Crocodile and shouted: "Quick~ Ana, this old man is going to run away."

Reilly: ...

Hold your forehead, I can’t laugh or cry!

Crocodile was much more direct, with a twisted expression and cold eyes, as if he wanted to kill Zenia.

Zheniya blinked, not afraid of him.

Let alone Rayleigh coming, even if he hadn't come he still wouldn't be able to beat her.

Seeing his expression, the lightbulb above Zheniya's head turned on again, and she said aggrieved words with a look of sudden realization: "Are you going to say, 'Damn woman, what are you talking about? Shut up!' If so? Right?"

Then he looked at Lei Li and complained confidently: "Ana said he wants to kill me."

Reilly: ...

Crocodile's facial expression twitched.

I...

How do you interpret it?

The ones that were all right or not all right were thrown away first. At this moment, Crocodile felt... very shameless.

When did I say I was running away?

When did I say I was going to kill you?

Damn woman, don’t over-interpret...

The young and energetic Crocodile has not yet mastered the philosophy of calmness.

If she hadn't been holding back her character, she would have been so angry at Zheniya's two words that she would have spiraled into heaven.

Rayleigh couldn't hold it back after all.

The man who had always been calm and composed was amused by Zheniya's antics. He covered his eyes and raised his head and laughed, feeling quite unspeakable and generous.

Zheniya: ...(⊙?⊙) Ana: Why are you laughing?

A blue vein popped out of Crocodile's forehead.

Angry.

Suddenly, Rayleigh stopped smiling and stared at Crocodile with a cold gaze.

Crocodile curled his lips, his smile cold and wanton.

Suddenly, there was a storm between the two of them.

Zenia blinked, and the strong wind and sand swept across, and Crocodile's figure with deep eyes and wanton laughter quickly disappeared from sight.

In this dazed moment, Rayleigh suddenly appeared beside her, and without any explanation, he hugged her waist and quickly stepped back.

Immediately afterwards, Zheniya saw that they had just left the position where they were standing, and there was a loud bang on the ground.

The sand and soil sink and potholes appear.

The violently flowing quicksand spreads its teeth and claws, trying to swallow people up.

Zenia's eyes widened.

If they hadn't hid quickly, they would have been dragged into the pit by the quicksand.

Feeling at the end.

As expected, it is a natural type. With the help of the geographical location, the ability is not too buggy.

However, this was not over yet. Reilly's solemn voice sounded in his ears: "The sandstorm is coming."

Zenia:! ! !

What?

When he looked up, he saw a sandstorm sweeping the sky blowing in the direction of the two of them.

And tens of thousands of meters away in a straight line from Zheniya, the people who had just dug Oden out of the quicksand saw the wind and sand raging in the sky in the distance.

Spencer complained speechlessly: "Hey, isn't it? We just got this guy Oden back, and we are about to encounter a sandstorm?"

Jabba's shouts came from far behind: "What are you doing standing still? Run!"

When Spencer turned around, he found that his friends were rushing towards the shore, several hundred meters away.

The boss of his family did not let go of any bite of food that came to his mouth. He grabbed the scorpion's tail with one hand and ran wildly, laughing happily without feeling nervous at all.

Bucky was so frightened by Captain Roger's slutty tricks, and he was holding Roger tightly around his neck, flying in the wind as Roger ran.

The Spencers were dumbfounded.

He quickly caught up and said, "Hey, wait for me!"

However, just after running a few kilometers, everyone turned around and suddenly saw a purple energy colliding with the sandstorm.

The purple power quickly assimilated the sandstorm into its own power.

Everyone braked suddenly.

Oden didn't see the person running in front of him, and bumped into Jabba's back with a bang.

Before Jabba could curse, he bumped into other people one after another.

As luck would have it, there was a sand slope in front of them.

Everyone bumped into each other and rolled down the sand dune.

Scorpion, who was still unconscious in Roger's hand, was forced to fly into the air, and then fell to the bottom of the sand dune with a bang.

He directly pressed the unlucky ones who were rolling into a ball under him.

Zenia and Reilly happened to see this scene when they came over.

Seeing a group of people lying on the sand like stacks of arhats, they laughed rudely and leaned forward and backward.

"Pfft, hahaha, why do you look like this? Isn't it so interesting?"

Hearing the crisp laughter, everyone looked up.

Jabba was surprised: "Zenia? Why are you here?"

Zheniya blinked, suppressed her smile and asked, "Why can't I be here?"

Elio sighed, stretched out his hand to push away the big scorpion on his body, stood up, patted his dusty clothes, and looked at Reilly: "So the person who fought against Crocodile was changed to Barrett?"

Rayleigh raised his eyebrows, not surprised that these guys knew about his fight with Crocodile: "I met him on the road. He said Crocodile was his opponent, so we came back."

Momola put on her tall hat, shouldered the flintlock gun, and sighed: "What should we do now? Help or go back?"

Roger crawled out from under the scorpion, sat on the sand and laughed loudly: "Just leave it to Barrett, we will go back and wait for him."

Everyone looked at each other.

But since it was the captain's order, everyone had no choice but to agree.

*

small theater:

Everyone returned to the boat because Roger was clamoring to eat a big scorpion.

Reluctantly, everyone set up a bonfire on the shore and began to barbecue.

As they ate, they commented on the powerful battle in the distance.

Jabba: "Put your bets, I'll win on Barrett."

Elio glanced at him and complained: "We all have witnessed Barrett's strength. Is it really interesting for you to suppress him like this?"

Jabba smiled nonchalantly: "Just for fun~ What? You don't dare to suppress me?"

Doringo jumped out: "I'll press Barrett too."

Momola smiled lightly: "Then I'll take care of Crocodile."

Bucky's eyes lit up, how could such a good thing be missing from him, so he quickly raised his hands: "Me, me, I will suppress Barrett too."

Tungino: "Okay Crocodile, that guy is still very famous in the New World."

Bulmarin analyzed carefully: "Krokdal has a great advantage by taking advantage of the unique geography of Dune Island." So he suppressed Crocodile.

Soon, there were two piles of Bailey piled up in the center of the encirclement.

This group of people were all placing bets without any sense of nervousness like their companions 'fighting on the front line'.

Zheniya held the scorpion claw meat provided by Yamonte in her hand. She looked left and right. Suddenly her eyes lit up. She raised her hands and shouted: "Me, me, me, I beat them to a tie."

Then take out a small bag of baileys and place them independently outside the two piles of baileys.

Very conspicuous and abrupt.

The lively shore where people were drinking and chatting suddenly fell silent.

Three seconds later, everyone suddenly laughed.

"Actually tied hands?"

"As expected of you, Zheniya."

"No matter how you look at it, it can't be a tie!"

"That's right, those two are not simple characters."

Zheniya looked at them smiling, curled her lips, lowered her head and took a hard bite of the pink pliers flesh.

Hum in my heart: You won’t be able to laugh when the results come out (￢︿??￢)

(Later, everyone who had lost their pants was lying on the deck doubting life. Why is it a tie? It shouldn’t be!

Barrett, who happened to pass by and heard this group of people talking, snorted coldly: Want to win my apprentice's money? Next life! (￢︿??￢))