Pirate: The No. 1 Swordsman of the Rocks Era!

Fist wave!

See also Fist Wave!!

This is the third time that Ares has come into contact with the enemy's extremely powerful shockwave using physical skills in just over a month.

Facing the mighty "hegemon" from the giant, the amber eyes in Ares's deep eyes seemed to burn with two small flames.

Growing!

The green tendons on his neck burst out, like thick green snakes coiled on Ares's neck and face, setting off Ares's face extremely fiercely.

It was as terrifying as an angry demon god.

The warlike Ares roared out his move: "Blood-colored armament - Red Dragon Chanting!" "

Not only is there no breath of middle two, but there is a terrifying momentum like a mad devil!

The fighting spirit rose, and under the extreme excitement, Ares's whole body shook violently, his muscles and bones crackled with a dragon roar, and his rock-like muscles all over his body bulged violently.

A huge force suddenly erupted and poured into the blood-red arm.

The brazen punch met the punch wave "hegemony" blasted out by the giant race Sirka!

Rumble!!!

The sound of the explosion shook the eardrums of everyone present.

Ares also instantly felt a strong impact sweeping through his body, and water ripples rippled on the originally hard muscle skin.

A refreshing sensation that stimulates the nerves with intense pain.

Dark red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, he still maintained the posture of punching with one arm, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place.

Suddenly.

The corners of Ares's bloody mouth opened slightly, and such a scene made Silka on the other side have a trace of fear in his heart, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

"Is this the power of the Giants...?"

"Not enough,"

Ares murmured, not much damage despite the damage caused to him by the blow.

Under his strong resilience.

This injury did not have the slightest effect on his combat effectiveness!

The fierce eyes like a fierce beast stared at the giant race Sirka, and said with a grim face: "If you only have this level, then you have already lost!" "

Having seen Zefa and Ilyzabelo 1's fist waves, the fist waves of the giant race Silka in front of him are obviously much worse.

Admiral Zefa is the strongest, followed by Elizabelo I, and finally the "hegemony" of the giant race Sikar in front of him.

Of course....

This method of unleashing "fist waves" is also the power that Ares aspires to master.

Ares's arrogant and confident posture and words made Silka suddenly frown, and cursed angrily: "Little ghost, the blow just now is just the beginning!"

"The power of the Giant Race is not to be underestimated by anyone!"

The majesty and face of the Giants were provoked as part of the Giants.

Silka naturally maintained the face of the giant race without hesitation, and at the same time stared at Ares viciously, and was about to use the power of the giant race to teach a good lesson to the pirate imp who did not know the height of the sky in front of him!

"Hegemonic !!"

The same move, with the blessing of the dignity of anger, the power of this punch is much stronger than before.

It's a magical world.

Emotions are also a kind of strength, and they can also stimulate the potential in the body, in layman's terms, it is "violent seed"!

In such a state, this punch thrown by Silka is huge!

At the moment he threw his fist, Ares was also adjusting the strength in his body, and the muscles contained huge and impossible to ignore.

Muscles that were hard as steel took on a dark golden color under the light.

Ares exuded a fierce aura all over his body, and his arms were spread and thumped.

"Bloody Armament - Dragon Play Pearl!!"

Bang bang!

Every punch thrown was powerful, emitting a sound of breaking the air.

The punches are extremely overbearing.

The "hegemonic" shock wave that Silka blasted out directly shattered, and turbulence appeared in the air that swept in all directions.

Rolling up the yellow on the beach and flying in the air, the scene is quite spectacular.

And Ares's muscular left thigh jerked up, stepped forward, and the dense red fist shadow in the air also approached forward.

Bang!

Immediately after that, the right leg took a step forward, and the whole person moved forward by a distance of two or three meters.

"Why is this kid's physique and strength so strong?!!?" Silka's eyes were filled with incredible color, and her fists also opened the fight.

A wild bang in front of you!

This moment.

Both of them seemed to have lost all their skills, exerting the purest power in their bodies.

The dull sound generated by the collision of fists sounded in the ears of the two like muffled thunder.

Ares and Silka both gave up their legs, and at this moment, they competed with the power on their fists!

"It's cool!!"

"Really enjoyable!!"

The blood flowing from the corners of Ares's mouth was getting more and more turbulent.

But he seemed to be unaware, his eyes were shining, bursting with amazing light, and he was particularly excited.

Under the most primitive fist collision again and again, every fist encounter will produce a strong impact force rushing down the arm to his body.

While bringing pain, it also brought a special stimulation to Ares, and even the force of the concussion made his muscles tremble.

He didn't know what the "muscle fascial gun" was like, anyway, he now felt a feeling similar to that brought when he was "massaged" by a "top technician".

Pain!

But happy!

It's such a wonderful, yet contrary feeling.

Perhaps because for a long time, inhuman training has caused his pain nerves to "mutate", in short, such pain is simply a sour for Ares!

But....

For the giant Silka, such a collision produces only "pain", from which happiness cannot be obtained at all.

On the one hand, Ares' strength is more fierce than his, and the offensive is also more ferocious.

The second is....

Whenever Silka saw Ares's seeping eyes, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of fear in her heart.

With every collision of fists, every meeting of sight.

This fear is growing.

Let Silka's psychological defense have a flaw.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

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A giant with a height of twelve or three meters, and a "little giant" with a height of four meters.

Differences in body shape do not determine strength.

The giant Celka was instead firmly suppressed by Ares.

Boom!

Ares's powerful punch slammed firmly on Silka's lower abdomen, instantly causing the opponent's abdominal muscles to sink deeply.

Ares, who broke through Silka's defense, threw a second punch without mercy!

Third punch!

Boom!

Boom!

The savage, ferocious fist bombarded the body of the giant Silka, causing his entire abdomen and even his chest to collapse, his ribs broken, and his internal organs were churned.

If it weren't for the strong physique of the giant race, I am afraid that the internal organs in the body would have been shattered by Ares's strong fist.

And the stronger this world, the stronger the vitality.

Shellarded by Ares' punches, Silka's figure kept retreating, and her feet stomped on the beach.

The pervasive yellow sand also made some other pirates who "paddled" unable to see the situation inside.

"Paddling" is also common among pirates, after all, life has only one chance, and when you die, everything really disappears.

Some flag-waving and fox-fake pirates gestured to the weapons in their hands.

In yellow sand.

Came the boom of Ares.

"Drink!!"