National Martial Arts in Pirates

"So, actually you are me, but I am not me." Fu Dou felt that his head was a little dizzy at the moment. He really didn't expect that such a thing would happen. There was actually another one in his body. Well, for now Call it consciousness, because Fu Dou really can't let himself accept the facts before him.

The young boy named Hercules who appeared in front of him was none other than him. In fact, he was the original owner of the body that he had inexplicably reborn into this world and possessed by his soul. Of course, he had experienced such things as time travel and rebirth. In the incomprehensible things, Just shake your head and put it behind you. There is no need to delve too deeply into it. After all, your cultural level is not up to the level where you can understand this kind of problem.

The young consciousness who called himself Hercules, let’s call him that, nodded, then blinked his eyes and asked pitifully towards Fu Dou

"How is Sister Dasqi? Is she crying? I'm a little worried about her. Can my brother take me to see Sister Dasqi?"

As the little boy asked, memories instantly poured into Fu Dou's mind like a tide. That cute little mushroom head, that small body, under the sunlight, would appear every time the sea breeze blew by. The little girl almost fell down. And those big, watery eyes were filled with tears, begging loudly not to die, and clamoring for food that the devil knows how to make.

It has been a long time since there was any news about Little Mushroom. Hu Dou's deep black pupils were covered with a layer of mist, and the memories about Dasqi were constantly recalled in his mind.

"brother"

A whispered call woke Fu Dou up from his memories. He lowered his head to look at the little boy with an aggrieved face at the moment. Fu Dou smiled awkwardly and said

"Now, don't worry, little one. Dasqi is fine. She didn't cry. She was just taken home by her parents."

Hearing this, the little boy's face showed a look of joy, and before Huidou could finish speaking, he interrupted.

"Brother, can you take me to meet sister Dasqi?"

Um, how can I take you to meet a girl? Or how can I cause trouble? Think clearly. You are a conscious body now. How can I take you out to meet a girl? You are so young and can't learn well. You think about meeting a girl all day long.

"Hmm, Xiaohai, aren't you sleeping all the time? Because, my brother doesn't know where the specific home address of Sister Dasqi is. He will go look for Sister Dasqi. After he finds it, he will How about I take you to see her?" He tried hard to think of the words. Fu Dou planned to deal with it first. As for how to deal with it, he took it easy for now. Fu Dou found it difficult to accept and immediately made an accurate solution. Sincerely, Mo Zi Jue

Seeing the little boy nodding his head in disappointment, and then gradually disappearing from his eyes, Fu Dou suddenly lost consciousness, and then his eyes went dark, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body. However, somewhere unknown in Fu Dou's body, there was a ball of gray. The air ball lay there quietly. At the same time, a red dark light flashed slightly on Fu Dou's left chest next to his heart. Then this dark light seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force, and then disappeared somewhere in Fu Dou's body. place

While I was drowsy, I could hear the familiar sound of waves lapping against the hull of the ship. The familiar smell of quilts, along with a fishy smell of the sea, penetrated my nose. The wooden deck creaked as people moved around. sound

"Wake up, Master Hudou is awake."

"I know Merk, keep your voice down, go and inform Master Fujitora, and call Wonard over by the way." Another familiar voice sounded, and Sparta's voice with a hint of complaint came into his ears.

It's Metric and Sparda. This is the Dou. The battle is over.

Thinking of the battle that had not yet ended, the armored man with a strange accent who appeared inexplicably on the strange island, Fu Dou's closed eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time a powerful aura suddenly penetrated his body like a tsunami. out

"It's over." As if to stop Fu Dou's explosive momentum, a steady and rich voice sounded, as if it had some special soothing function, and instantly stopped Fu Dou's powerful fighting spirit.

After looking for the sound, a familiar old face with several criss-crossing scars lay quietly on it. It was originally solemn and slightly ferocious, but because of the bad character of an old man, all he could see was a wretched expression.

"Fujitora" A look of confusion flashed across Fujitora's face, and then he suddenly woke up. Seeing the wretched old man in front of him, he asked slowly

"What happened to that guy after I fainted?"

"Hehehe, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, it's okay, don't worry." As Fujitora staggered closer to Kato's bed, the unique banging sound of his blind stick touching the deck seemed to have a certain rhythm, and he looked slightly anxious. His mood slowly returned to calm, and he looked straight at Fujitora, waiting for his explanation.

After describing the subsequent content in detail, Fu Dou felt a little pain in his head. It was obviously a revenge battle, but it turned into an ambush prepared by the other party to rely on geographical conditions to target him, and it actually involved multiple forces. Immediately afterwards Another inexplicable person appeared, seemingly a believer in a religion

However, the strength of this believer really frightened Fujitora. With his swordsmanship alone, he could fight with the world's best swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, for a long time without falling any behind. According to what he said, it seemed that he came from Some kind of organization called the Divine Cult. This guy’s name is Hilfa. He is some kind of Sacred Heart Guardian of this Divine Cult.

In the limited conversation, this was the only information obtained, which made Fujitou feel that one person's brain is really not enough, so he immediately called Sparta to find Branyu, but Fujitora informed him that Branyu had already returned first. base

I knew that I was not good at analyzing problems and reasoning and analyzing. Fortunately, I threw away all the questions that I couldn't understand in my mind. I lay heavily on the bed, feeling the pain that came from time to time in my body, and asked casually.

"Why is that guy Hawkeye here?"

"Ah, it is said that it is to hunt down some sneaky villains." Fujitora, who was about to leave, turned around and replied.

"Chasing, so these people escaped from Hawkeye's hands. Or maybe these people were not killed by Hawkeye on the spot. Who knows?" The sudden desire to gossip caught Fujitora off guard, and he felt that the room was full of people. With the flames of gossip burning, Fujitora raised his eyebrows and said with a lewd smile with his blind eyes.

"Hehehe, how could I know?"

"Forehead"

"Hahaha" Fujitora staggered out of the room, laughing loudly

Holy Land, Mariejoia, in a small palace

"So, these two useless losers were actually slaughtered in the end." On the high seat of the palace, the gorgeous clothes and tall buns all showed the noble status of the person speaking at this moment. Tianlong people

"Yes, Master." A dull voice came from the dark corner of the palace, and then a black shadow gradually emerged from the dark ground, just like slowly floating out of the water, until the entire All the people were exposed on the ground, kneeling on one knee towards the figure on the high seat.

"Hmph, two useless trash, the artificial Devil Fruit that was hard to cultivate, just wasted in vain, Roll, this trash." The figure on the high seat sounded extremely angry. If it weren't for taking into account his deportment as a noble god, I'm afraid I've jumped up and smashed everything in front of me at this moment.

"The new fruit has been ordered to be made below. According to the feedback there, the artificial devil fruit power they provide this time should have 50% of the original fruit power." The man kneeling on one knee slowly explained

"Oh, this is good news, but I'm afraid 50% is not enough. Tell those bugs that if they don't reach more than 60% this time, I will make everything they have now disappear." On the high seat The man spoke coldly

"Yes, Master"

"In addition, I would like to warn those self-righteous idiots not to take action at will, and let that disgusting bastard kill this troublesome boy."

"Yes"