Pirates: I was born to be a king

Egghead.

The knife in Elena's hand swung out like lightning, and a blood-red sword light whistled in the air, as if to tear the entire space apart.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light came to Borsalino like a ghost.

Borsalino's eyes were as big as bells, and his face was full of surprise, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.

However, the next second, he dodged easily with a backflip in the air like a light swallow. It was hard to imagine that a huge monster over three meters tall could be so agile.

Borsalino slowly pinched his fingers with both hands and muttered, "Yashakani no Magatama!"

Countless points of light shot out from the holes in his curved fingers like meteors, instantly filling the entire sky like a brilliant galaxy.

Elena pulled out another knife from her waist. With two knives in her hands, her body slightly arched, like a strong bow ready to be fired.

She swung her hands behind her, like two phoenixes spreading their wings ready to fly, and said with a faint smile: "Two Swords Style: Sky Splitting!"

The two swords slashed out fiercely, and two slashes that tore through the sky were like mad dragons emerging from the sea, roaring and rushing forward, and becoming bigger and bigger, as if they were going to swallow up the entire world.

Following a shocking explosion of light, a strong wind swept in like a raging wave, blowing Elena's black hair, like a beautiful painting.

Finally, the wind blew across her charming smile, like a blooming flower, exuding charming fragrance.

What a heroic beauty, just like a fairy descending to the mortal world!

"Hmph, Borsalino, are you planning to stay in the sky forever? Didn't you say you wanted to show me the strength of the Navy's top combat force?"

Elena teased with a half-smile and a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

Ever since Borsalino learned that coming into contact with Elena's sea of ​​blood would deplete his physical strength, and being cut by Elena's knife would cause him to lose more blood and take away his physical strength, he has been floating in the sky like a frightened bird. After descending to a certain height, he uses the Eight-foot Mirror or elementalization to ascend like a bird. When attacking, he is like a rat, using only the Yasakani no Magatama or lasers, and sometimes he will use the light speed kick to launch a sneak attack, but he will only dare to take such a risk after being extremely cautious.

This style of play is extremely vulgar!

"You are the admiral, the top fighter of the navy!" Elena's face was filled with regret and her eyes were full of contempt. How could such a strong man be so despicable? The brightest fruit was swallowed by the most despicable man. It was simply a waste of God's gift.

Facing Elena's eyes, Borsalino turned a blind eye, stood in the air, and said with a smile: "Ms. Elena, this is tactics, tactics! I am a graduate of a genuine military academy, a well-trained soldier, not one of those reckless pirates~"

Elena was choked by these words and was speechless. She looked at Borsalino in disbelief. How could there be such a shameless person in this world?

Borsalino kicked out a few more lasers, but he never stopped talking: "Ms. Elena, do you feel it? You are completely surrounded, like a turtle in a jar~, brother Noah, are you not going to come out?"

Elena wielded her two swords so tightly that not even water could penetrate them. The laser light was blocked by the two swords and dispersed to all around like spring rain.

Boom boom——

"Stop talking nonsense! Now it's time for us to fight. What? You want to escape?!" Unexpectedly, Elena was calm and not at all panicked. Instead, she questioned Borsalino's intention to escape.

Even Borsalino couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then pouted and said with a headache: "What a warlike lady, it's really scary~"

He didn't have this idea, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​asking those lieutenant generals to come and help, because he could consume the opponent's physical strength now, but once other people came, Elena could gain physical strength from them. In this way, it would be unknown when this battle would end.

The most important thing is that he doesn’t want to be a nanny!

Kendo is the most fierce, with high attack and high sensitivity, but it is not durable, because the attack of Kendo requires the combination of spirit, energy and soul, and the stronger the Kendo, the more so. Therefore, their battles usually last at most one day and one night.

Borsalino planned to hold on and get through it, but if someone else came, it would probably take double the time.

Just as Borsalino was complaining, Elena also became annoyed. She felt that it was too boring and too embarrassing to drag on like this.

She could use the Moon Step to fight in the air, but she was not as flexible and convenient as Borsalino in the air, and it was really unwise to fight in the air.

"Forget it. Even though this move is a bit of a waste of talent, it can trap him after all!" Elena murmured softly.

In a moment, the sea of ​​blood shrank rapidly like a greedy python, revealing the bare land.

The land, which was originally covered with green grass, has now become barren after the sea of ​​blood faded, as if the essence of life had been sucked away.

On the contrary, Elena's face was flushed with an intoxicated blush like the sunset, and even her breathing became much softer.

Borsalino was slightly startled, and secretly speculated: "Did they take it back because they thought it was useless?"

However, in the next second, Elena's enchanting pupils, as red as flames, suddenly opened and she shouted in a stern voice: "Wulian Posa!"

"Uh huh?!"

Borsalino looked around, and the surroundings instantly turned into a red world, as if he was in another dimension.

The sea of ​​blood spread out again from under Elena's feet like a surging tide. Borsalino was distracted and didn't know when he had returned to the ground.

"What exactly is going on?"

Borsalino leaped into the air, but in the blink of an eye he was pulled back to the ground as if by an invisible hand.

"Is it impossible to stay in the air?"

Borsalino sighed inwardly, his face became solemn, and he muttered to himself: "This is really not good~"

Elena is a pirate after all. Although she is often warned by Noah, she can't help but return to her nature during the battle and wants to reveal her information -

"I am the Human-Human Fruit, Mythical Beast, Shura Form, so I should be considered an Shura.

Shura has lived in hell for a long time. He is a fierce and aggressive ghost. In order to enjoy the fun of fighting and prevent the enemy from escaping from the battle, this may be my own research or it may be something that comes with the fruit. In this space, the space is controlled by me. There is no point in running away. Come and fight me head-on!"

Elena held the knife on one arm, and pointed her other hand at Borsalino with tears in her eyes. A smile full of fighting spirit appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were flashing with excitement, like a burning flame.

At the end, she reminded him jokingly, "By the way, you will also be drained of blood and physical strength here, so don't try to delay the battle, use all your strength to please me and beat me~"

There was an indescribable charm in Elena's teasing tone at this moment, as if it was the unique aura exuded by the mysterious and charming "witch".

When Borsalino heard this, his already bitter face instantly became even more sad, and he lamented: "Miss, this is too shameless~"

Everyone said that his nature-type was extremely powerful, but he felt that those nature-types were only slightly stronger than those ordinary and ancient animal-types.

Before Borsalino could complain, Elena had already raised the Weeping Blood in her hand. In this red and slightly dim space, the Weeping Blood was like a bright star, flashing a dazzling cold light.

In the blink of an eye, Elena flashed in front of Borsalino like a ghost, swung her knife, and a cold light flashed, like a flash of lightning cutting through the night sky.

"So fast!" Borsalino was astonished. The speed of the opponent's burst was unprecedented. He couldn't even capture the opponent's movement trajectory. If it weren't for his keen observation Haki, he would probably have found it difficult to react.

Hiss! Blood splashed up like a fountain, and the "weeping blood" left a hideous bloody mark on Borsalino's chest.

Borsalino clearly felt that part of his physical strength was being forcibly drained away, and there seemed to be an invisible suction force at the wound on his chest, greedily sucking his blood out.

Fortunately, he used Life Return in time and sealed the wound with his powerful muscle strength, but he still bled out much more than usual.

Borsalino leaped back and gently touched the wound on his hand. Although he reacted quickly, he was still cut nearly a centimeter deep.

Borsalino analyzed with a serious look: "It seems that this space can also bring her an increase, which is really terrible~"

But the next second Borsalino calmed down, and even had the mind to laugh at himself, thinking:

'This is really scary. I have to apply for a work injury when I go back this time. I also need to take a long vacation with pay!'

Borsalino thought to himself that it seemed like just a brief moment in the real world, but Elena did not give him even the slightest chance to breathe.

Her attack failed, but she did not give up. Instead, like an agile cheetah, she lightly lifted her feet and launched a pursuit action.

Two-Sword Style: Eagle Strike!

The two sharp blades came out at the same time like lightning, and the strong and fierce domineering aura quickly covered the two famous swords flashing with cold light like a tide. With an indomitable momentum, they slashed fiercely in the direction of Borsalino.

Tian Cong Yun Sword!

Borsalino clasped his hands together and pulled, and a sharp lightsaber appeared. He then twisted his waist and rushed towards Elena's double swords.

"Qiang——!"

At that moment, a burst of brilliant sparks seemed to appear out of thin air in the air, as if the stars collided and burst into brilliant light in an instant.

The two of them were stuck in mid-air, their eyes meeting each other's, as if they could see the burning fighting will in each other's eyes.

A moment later, they once again threw themselves fully into the thrilling hand-to-hand combat between swordsmen. Their figures were as agile as ghosts, and they shuttled back and forth like lightning, sometimes rushing forward quickly, sometimes dodging cleverly, and they showed ease in their movements.

Dazzling sparks kept flashing in the space, which was the fierce light bursting out when swords collided. At the same time, it was mixed with bursts of dull and powerful weapons clashing sounds. Each collision seemed to tell of the intensity and cruelty of the battle, as if it was going to shake the entire space.

……

Outside. "What is this?" A colonel-level officer stared in astonishment at the place where Elena and Borsalino had just fought fiercely. Now there was only the devastated ground and a dark red hemisphere lying there, but Borsalino and Elena were nowhere to be seen.

Another colonel-level officer nearby witnessed the whole process and shouted in panic: "Oh no, [Blood Shura] Elena just trapped the general inside!"

"What?!" The colonel's expression changed drastically and he hurried to report to the lieutenant general. Then Stoloberi hurried over. After all, he was his own general, so he was more anxious than others.

But his expression was calm, giving people a sense of composure, which gradually calmed down the originally anxious people.

"Try to attack first. Don't save on artillery fire and bullets. Three rounds first!"

After observing for a while, Stoloberi found that his observation Haki could not see through and he had no idea what the situation was inside. This made him frown slightly, but his brows soon relaxed. He knew the strength of his general, so he planned to test it first.

"Yes!"