Pirates: Song of Weary

A week later, Malin Fanduo was on the back of the mountain and greeted the morning sun. Xuan Ye stood upright on the hill and looked out at the boundless sea.

After a few days of training, Xuan Ye has been resurrected all over the place, and even his strength has improved a lot. Today is the time when he was just discharged from the hospital. He is used to it. Every time he is discharged from the hospital, Xuan Ye likes to come here to be quiet.

Through this battle with Akainu, Xuan Ye found that he was still too weak. Compared with Kong and the others, he was not a little bit worse.

If Akainu is fighting against Sengoku or Garp, within ten moves, Akainu will definitely be a corpse.

However, he had to be inseparable from Akainu's death, which made Xuan Ye very dissatisfied. What he wanted was absolute power, and only in this way could he rescue Xiaoxi and swim freely in the sea.

You must know that the golden lion can compete with Goldo Roger for hegemony. Coupled with the fluttering fruit that is almost against the sky, it is completely the master of the sky. According to the future plot, this guy must be joined by Garp and the Warring States Period. If the Golden Lion wants to flee, no one can keep him, including Garp and Sengoku.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ye sighed, feeling bitter in his heart, "There is still a long way to go."

"What's the matter? This frowning expression doesn't suit you."

There was movement from behind, and Zefa was holding two bottles of wine in his hand, joking slightly.

"Master." Xuan Ye turned around and showed a smile.

"Ye, I'm sorry, I didn't help you last time." Sitting down next to each other, Zefa handed Xuan Ye a bottle of wine, apologetically.

"I don't blame the master. After all, the master helped me hold back the Warring States General and Lieutenant General Garp, but I was too weak to bypass Marshal Kong and kill the Akainu." Xuan Ye shook his head, not blaming Zefa.

"Oh...that's fine, at least you have the approval of the Five Old Stars." Zefa took a sip of wine and looked at the boundless coastline.

"Well, maybe." Xuan Ye's face was calm.

"By the way, who won the battle between Kiabou and Qingzhi?" Patting his head, Xuan Ye seemed to remember something, and turned to look at Zefa.

"Tie." Zefa smiled and said, "Kizuna's ability is too difficult to deal with, and Aokiji's ability should not be underestimated. The two fought for a long time and found that neither could do anything to the other, and finally decided with rock-paper-scissors. Who is the winner."

At the end of the speech, Zefa had a weird look on his face, because at that time, everyone was shocked by Kizaru and Aokiji. It is said that since that day, Marshal Kong's face has always been black.

"Rock-paper-scissors?" Xuan Ye was stunned, then laughed, "Only those two lazy guys can come up with this method."

"Master, who wins then?" Xuan Ye was a little curious.

"Blue pheasant."

"Uh? That guy is so lucky, that is to say, the next time I and Aokiji will decide the winner?"

"Well, in half a month, you still have ten days to rest." Zefa nodded.

"Does that dead dog have any opinion? He won the green pheasant." Xuan Ye asked aloud.

"Apart from the first, no one cares about the second and third, because the three of them are all natural, and the outcome is within one move. If it is a battle of life and death, no one is sure to survive, so, you understand Right." Zefa spread his hands.

"Understood, for them, it doesn't make sense for them to be ranked second or third. The difference between one and a half moves obviously can't convince those three guys. These are all arrogant guys, but the first One, even if it's Aokiji, I won't show mercy."

Xuan Ye's expression was firm. Speaking of which, Xuan Ye had recognized Qingzhi, and subconsciously regarded him as a friend.

"Master, are you free today?"

"What's wrong?"

"Cultivation with me." Xuan Ye looked excited.

"Okay, but it's only one afternoon, and I have to go home for dinner at night. This is what your wife specially told me. If I can't take you tonight, I have nowhere to sleep." Zefa laughed and made a joke.

"I also miss the food cooked by my wife."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I'm here, master, shave."

"Bang..." The dust splashed everywhere, and the entire back mountain roared again.

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The sun and the moon alternated, and a few nights passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, it was still the small island that was torn apart.

Finally, after more than a month, the game is coming to an end.

On the high platform, Marshal Kong's face was always black, and he obviously hadn't recovered from the last dramatic battle.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Rude laughter sounded, and Karp laughed loudly and said, "This time, I'm here to see how that guy wins the green pheasant, hum... Fire and ice, two abilities to overcome each other, the sparks that collide must be beautiful."

Ignoring this second-hand, everyone turned their attention to the competition venue. After all, they also wanted to see whether fire could suppress ice or whether ice could suppress fire.

Standing at the venue, Xuan Ye looked calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but it was a little weird.

On the opposite side, the green pheasant stood on the ground, digging out his ear with one hand, and his face was full of boredom.

"Blue pheasant..."

"Stop, I know, I choose to admit defeat." Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Ye's words were interrupted by Qingzhi, and then he said a shocking bomb.

"Huh?" Hearing Qingzhi's words, Garp stood up and scolded, "Boy, what are you talking about? Confess? You concede to Lao Tzu before you start."

"Yes, is it against the rules to admit defeat?" Qingzhi looked at everyone with a confused expression.

"I..." Looking at Aokiji's flat look, Garp set off immediately, intending to give him a love education, which was really embarrassing.

But it was pulled by the crane.

"Reason." Xuan Ye frowned.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I already knew you wanted to beat me up, and you're a lunatic when you fight. You don't want to get out of bed if you don't lie in the infirmary for a week." He looked at Akainu, who was covered in white bandages, leaving only one pair of eyes.

As everyone knows, Akainu has been lying on the bed for half a month this time, and it was only today that he appeared at the competition venue with a limp. When he saw this posture, he knew that he was not in a good position.

Everyone's face turned black, and they all looked at the green pheasant speechless.

"Besides, you are my friend. You became the first to find your sister. With your relationship with me, your sister is my sister. Isn't it the same who has the first place? If you want to fight, you might as well find a place to sleep. Sleep."

After speaking, Aokiji also yawned.

This bizarre reason, there is simply no one.

"Huh..." With a sigh of relief, Xuan Ye slowly walked towards Qingzhi. Under everyone's doubtful eyes, Xuan Ye hugged Qingzhi.

"Thank you." Holding the green pheasant, Xuan Ye sincerely thanked him.

Don't look at Qingzhi's lazy appearance, if he really fights, even Xuan Ye has to go all out. As the owner of the natural system, how can Qingzhi not be arrogant? To put it bluntly, Qingzhi is not afraid of Xuanye, but It was because this battle was meaningless. After all, Qing Zhi had always regarded Xuan Ye as a friend, and he knew very well why Xuan Ye was so desperate.

"As long as you treat me as a friend." Qingzhi also hugged Xuan Ye and smiled.

"From the moment we met, we've been friends." When they parted, Xuan Ye smacked Qingzhi lightly.

"That's good."

"Bastard, Aokiji, have you thought about it?" Garp clenched his fists with a dark face.

"Old man, don't be so serious." Qingzhi smiled indifferently.

"You wait for me and get ready for an education in love."

"Cut..." Qing pheasant shrank his neck, pretending to be disapproving on his face.

"Then Xuan Ye wins this competition, and tomorrow will hold the award ceremony at Marin Fando." Sora had a dark face, and he didn't want to say anything about another dramatic competition.

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