The chaotic journey that a pirate begins

The action of drawing the sword suddenly stopped, and Roger looked at the man in front of him strangely.

The air became silent at this moment, and the wind blew by, blowing up the hanging clothes of everyone present.

Staring at the scar on Dong Ling's left eye, Roger was thoughtful.

"Forget it, maybe you will remember it this way."

Dongling whispered, and he pulled out the ghost in his hand in an instant, completely ignoring the crew members of the Roger Pirates present, and faced him, aiming directly at Roger, who was holding the handle of the knife in his right hand.

A single sword slash, showing no mercy.

The collision of swords and the intercourse of steel and steel. A clear sound sounded at this moment, and violent air waves spread in all directions.

Rayleigh had already left the moment Dong Ling got close to him, and stood not far away, staring at the two warring parties with his eyes slightly narrowed.

He stretched out his hand to block the companion who was about to help. As if he thought of something, his face showed an expression of disbelief. The grin on his lips became calmer and he muttered to himself.

"So it's you"

The air waves swept in all directions, and Dongling laughed as he felt the sudden pressure coming from his body.

"That kind of thing is of no use to me!"

After knocking Roger away with one sword, Dongling said again.

"Do you remember anything now?"

Looking at Dongling, Roger said lightly.

"It's very familiar, but we probably haven't fought before!"

Staring at the sudden smile on Roger's lips, Dongling smiled.

"Of course we have never fought. After all, eight years ago I had trouble even moving."

Looking at the white clouds in the distance, Dongling said again.

"Roger, for eight years, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you."

Roger finally remembered Dong Ling's identity at this time, and thought of Dong Ling's injuries that day, and lost his voice.

"It's unbelievable. I thought those guys in the Navy got the information wrong! I didn't expect it!"

"You're actually not dead!"

Looking at Roger calmly, Dongling suddenly chuckled and said.

"What, you want to know the secret of my survival?"

"I'm not interested anymore, I'm just a little curious."

After waving his hand, Roger looked at the fainted Shanks and Bucky who was hiding behind Rayleigh. His expression suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice.

"Those things don't matter for now."

"'Demon Sword'! You taught me a lesson, give me a reason!"

Glancing at Shanks on the ground, Dongling said softly.

"You are so serious, Roger!"

Since Roger asked this, Dongling naturally had to give him an explanation.

He stepped forward with his sword in hand and said loudly.

"Roger! Let's have a fight! I'm too lazy to talk to you about those boring things!"

With a tacit understanding, the crew members on Roger's ship did not move, but quietly stayed in place, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

There are not too many gorgeous sword moves, there are no lights and shadows of swords, just the collision and handover between swords.

After all, this is a normal fight between swordsmen. At this level of the two sides, the level of swordsmanship is not far apart. The so-called victory is just the opponent's momentary loss of concentration and the victory or defeat with one blow!

The sun in the sky slowly sets, and the dark night has enveloped the world.

The battle between the two continues.

In the darkness of the night, you can vaguely see the splashing sparks. There are many people standing in the distance, and they are all witnesses of this battle.

Among them are civilians, pirates, and officials from the World Government.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Among the crowd, Newgate held the drink in his hand, drank heavily, and laughed loudly.

"That guy from Dongling!"

"Dad, can you please help me?"

Marco asked from the side, but was interrupted by Newgate, who said calmly.

"No need, that guy seems to be having a great time."

Although Newgate comforted him, Marco was still extremely anxious.

The Roger Pirates can be said to be a major enemy of the Whitebeard Pirates at sea. There are no longer a few battles between the two sides. Marco also has a deep understanding of Roger's strength.

Seeing the concern on Marco's face, Newgate said softly.

"Don't worry, that guy from Dongling is not likely to be defeated in a place like this."

In the dark night, with a clear sound of steel shattering, the battle was finally decided.

"Who's winning"

"I don't know."

""

There were murmurings, but no one could give a definite answer.

Only Rayleigh suddenly frowned slightly, and at this time Newgate's laughter slowly spread among the crowd.

"Hahahaha!"

Laughter echoed in the area shrouded in darkness. No longer watching, Newgate said softly.

"Marco, it's time to go."

"Eh?"

When he was stunned, Newgate was already walking into the distance.

Marco looked at the place where the battle had just taken place and followed suit silently.

In the dark night, Roger walked out slowly, glanced at everyone present in astonishment, suddenly grinned at Rayleigh, and said nonchalantly.

"I lost."

This sentence was as thought-provoking as thunder to everyone, and everyone sighed.

Both sides of the battle are the most famous heroes in the world. No matter who the winner is, it is difficult for them to look up to them.

"As expected, the world's best swordsman is still the world's best swordsman! No one can match him in swordsmanship."

Glancing at Roger's broken saber, Rayleigh smiled bitterly and shook his head gently.

Not long after, when everyone was sighing, Dongling's words came slowly.

"That kind of victory is not the result I want."

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned. They thought there was another sentence, but they saw a silence in the darkness.

"Is it possible that this battle is not a victory for the 'Demon Sword'?"

Someone guessed.

"Maybe there's something fishy about this battle."

But leaving them to guess, all they can do is increase the mystery of this battle

As he walked, his huge body attracted attention, and he looked at the figure waiting in the corner not far away.

Newgate asked.

"You seem very dissatisfied."

"I thought I could have a good fight with that guy Roger."

Looking at the blood stain that suddenly appeared on Dong Ling's earlobe, Marco spoke first before Newgate could speak.

"Uncle! Your ears"

Putting his hand on his earlobe gently, Dongling said lightly.

"Ah, you said this, don't worry, it was just scratched by him accidentally."

Thinking of the battle just now, Marco suddenly asked.

"Did uncle win?"

"No."

"Losing!"

No matter how good the personal relationship between Newgate and Roger is, the Roger Pirates and the Whitebeard Pirates are indeed rivals, and this is an unchanging principle.

For the two forces, the judgment of victory or defeat is still very important, but

Newgate and Roger are not the kind of people who take reputation seriously.

Dongling replied after hitting Marco on the head with the scabbard.

"No win either."

"No win, no loss, a draw?"

"No, how can there be a victory or defeat in an unfinished battle?"