Pirate: My template is too strong

Long looked at Luo Wen, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Since he rebelled against the navy and founded the Revolutionary Army, he has never fought an evenly matched battle. All the opponents he encountered were inferior ones, and he crushed them like a dead tree or rotten wood.

Although I have been practicing diligently and my strength has continued to grow, it is also a distressing thing to have no opponent.

Now that he was about to fight with Loven, all the fighting spirit he had accumulated over the years burst out, as if he had returned to the glorious days of chasing pirates.

"Hiss!"

Long took a deep breath.

With the might of a mighty force swallowing up mountains and rivers, huge streams of air filled his body and he burst out with powerful strength.

In an instant, his muscles bulged and the originally loose cloak became a tight-fitting garment, revealing his strong physique.

"I am coming!"

The dragon roared and shot out like lightning.

In just a moment, he came to Luo Wen.

A powerful straight punch filled with domineering power was thrown straight at Lowen's chest.

The fist broke through the air, making a sharp sound.

"It's been a long time since anyone wrestled with me, and I like it."

Luo Wen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and swung out his right fist to attack head-on.

Since Uncle B's template was completed and his strength attribute became A+, he has never fought with anyone. Now Long wants to fight with fists, which is in line with his wishes.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, making an explosive sound.

The air fluctuated, forming circles of white air rings.

The dragon flew backwards uncontrollably, its feet plowing two deep marks on the ground, and it did not stop until it was a hundred meters away.

"Um!?"

Long looked at Luo Wen in doubt and was deeply shocked by his strength.

That strength seemed to be playing a joke on him.

The difference in strength between them is more than twice!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

As a disciple of his father Garp, he believes that the power of his fists is among the best in the world and that he can fight against the so-called Four Emperors.

How come there is such a big gap when facing Lowen!

"Come again!"

Long gritted his teeth and rushed forward, unwilling to believe in evil and wanting to try again.

boom!

The two fists collided and Long flew backwards again.

This time, the feeling is even more obvious.

At the moment of the fist fight, he felt as if he was hitting diamond with his bare palms, which not only failed to cause any damage but also made his fists hurt.

Then, there was a sudden force that flew him away without any resistance.

In the face of that power, he was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, unable to do anything but sigh and resist.

Long looked at Luo Wen as if he had seen a ghost. He could not accept such a power gap.

As we all know, humans have their limits, and his power has already approached this limit, the limit of the human race.

Even if Kaido's demon clan reaches its limit of power, it will not be much greater than his.

But Luo Wen is more than twice as tall as him, which is not a level that humans can achieve.

"Are you still human?"

Long looked at Lowen questioningly, as if he wanted to see through the essence of Lowen people beneath their skin.

"Of course I am a human." Luo Wen paused, then continued: "But if you want, you can call me a god."

Divine A is immortal and has more qualifications to be called God than anyone else in this world.

"God?"

Long murmured, a little dazed.

Perhaps only God has such power.

But in just a moment, his belief became firm again.

Even if Luo Wen was really a god, he would still test Luo Wen's strength. He was eager to know how strong Luo Wen could be.

"call!"

Long exhaled and his eyes became firm.

Slightly adjusting the strength of his muscles, he rushed towards Lowen again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Even though he was knocked away every time, Long still persevered and continued to charge towards Lowen.

The two clashed again and again in the duel arena with a diameter of one kilometer.

The speed brought by the power exceeds the speed of sound, leaving a trail of afterimages in the duel arena.

An air ring that broke the speed of sound just dissipated when another one appeared a hundred meters away.

The naked eye could no longer detect the existence of the two people. Only the footprints a few inches deep on the ground proved that this was a fight between two humans.

Fists collided again and again, sonic booms occurred again and again.

It was so violent that it couldn't be more violent.

To call them beasts is too gentle. Only the horrible devils from hell can describe their violence.

……

In the audience, Aokiji and Kizaru were both very frightened when watching the duel between the two.

"The Dragon's Fist is not much worse than Mr. Garp's."

Aokiji looked at Long's performance and expressed his affirmation.

"Indeed, he is worthy of being Mr. Garp's son. I also find this boxing skill tricky. It seems that Long has been improving over the years!"

Kizaru said with admiration while playing with the nail clippers.

"However, in comparison, Lowen is even more surprising. Did he actually hit the dragon as if it were a ball?"

Aokiji looked at the dragons flying around in the arena with a sympathetic expression.

He had fought with Lowen for five days and five nights, but it was not this bad.

"He wasn't like this back then in the Sabaody Archipelago. Even Garp could still hurt him, but now a similar dragon is no match for him at all."

"Can you become so much stronger in less than a month?"

The corners of Kizaru's mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

The three generals were all old guys in their forties or fifties. They had already reached their peak and there was not much room for improvement.

Now facing this perverted Luo Wen who is becoming more and more perverted, he is no match at all.

The thought of competing against Lowen made him want to resign.

But when he thought about his high-paying job, Kizaru felt a little reluctant to give it up.

"Ah~"

Kizaru sighed, caught in a dilemma.

……

the other side.

"Kerla, I said that Lowen is the strongest!"

Uta looked at Kerla proudly and said with a smile.

As expected, Lowen completely pinned Long to the ground and beat him without any pressure at all.

"..."

Kerla bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

She also didn't expect that the leader who was invincible when liberating the small kingdom would be suppressed like this by Loven.

The leader is definitely not a fake. His strength and achievements are recognized by all the revolutionary army. The strength he just demonstrated is absolutely unquestionable.

But such a leader was actually completely suppressed by Luo Wen.

It really made her feel surprised and uncomfortable.

It’s not the leader’s fault, it’s the enemy’s fault that they are too powerful!

Kerla thought so.

At this moment, Kerla's eyes lit up when he saw the actions of the two people on the field.

"The leader is going to use his ultimate move, and there's a reversal!"

Kerla exclaimed in surprise, as if she saw hope.

"Trick?"

Wuta curled his lips dryly and didn't feel cold at all.

What kind of trick can be compared to the God-killing Spear that destroyed the Demon King of Sound?

After seeing how powerful Luo Wen was, she no longer cared about others.

However, she still cooperated and turned her attention to the field to see if there was any reversal.