I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Diamond Jozi's attack and defense are indeed sharp, but the Sith are not powerless to fight back. As long as the flames are big enough and burn for long enough, Jozi will one day be consumed by him.

But the question is, is it really worth it for him to expend his energy like this?

In this situation where he was at a disadvantage, it was not an easy task to restrict Jozi's movements and then burn him to death.

Not to mention Jozi's own strength, even if he was left alone and allowed to burn, the amount of energy consumed would probably not be a small amount.

This is a battlefield in Marineland. It's a meat grinder. There are enemies and murderous intentions everywhere. Is it really okay to use up your physical strength like that?

The purpose of challenging Whitebeard is to feel the gap between himself and the top of the world. Why do you spend so much effort to grind Qiaozi to death? What good is he?

Blackbeard Teach has not yet appeared, and excessive consumption of one's own physical strength will only put oneself in greater danger.

Hidden in the shadows, Sith narrowed his eyes and held the long knife in his right hand. He wanted to defeat Jozi more effortlessly.

This is really not a simple thing.

He wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes became more fierce, and he raised his right hand.

"Shadow Attack!"

Huge black spikes rose from the ice, covering the entire land in an instant.

"It's useless, Wilson Sith. In front of my diamond-like body, your attacks are almost like tickling."

With his hands clasped together, the diamond on Jozi's left arm looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Taking long strides with both feet, Jozi dived towards the thorn forest.

The ground was shaking, and Jozi was like a giant chariot rushing over.

Ka Ka Ka!

The huge black bayonet shattered like glass in the collision.

The corners of Sith's lips curled up, and his right hand touched the ice. Darkness surged on the ground like a tide, and flames covered the earth under the cover of darkness.

"Come on, come on, Joz, show me your power."

The black silk threads formed a huge circle on the ground, dragging down his body. In terms of weight, he was much lighter than Jozi.

Faintly, he seemed to have smelled the smell of sea salt.

In this world, winning is always an elusive thing. In addition to strength, it often requires a little bit of luck and a little bit of brainpower. People who blindly use brute force cannot win forever. Sith deeply believes that Of course.

"Are you giving up and running away? Wilson Sis, come face to face with me like a man!"

Joz yelled, exposed his arms, and sped up again.

Sith raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head, and sneered.

"He's really a bully with no brains."

Holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, the Sith's sharp eyes looked up and down Jozi, as if he wanted to fight to the death.

Acting requires a complete package. Maybe he will be a good actor when he retires from the Navy and Judiciary Island one day.

Joz's speed is getting faster and faster, the sun shines on him, he looks like an armored warrior.

When he met Sith's eyes, his heart lifted.

No, something was wrong. He must have made a mistake somewhere. The man in front of him was too calm.

It would be impossible for an ordinary person to remain calm when faced with being run over by a truck, even a trained professional... Well, who can do this seriously?

In short, Sith's expression was too calm, and there was no wave in his eyes, just like a deep pool.

He must have made a mistake somewhere, or he must have missed something. This guy must have someone to rely on.

Jozi wanted to stop. After all, he was not a person who liked to look down on his enemies. In the new world, almost all real fools died.

"Oh, did you notice? Joz."

The voice of Sith followed him like a shadow, ringing in his ears again. He kicked his feet hard, held Jozi's shoulder with his left hand, and flipped in the air very flexibly, making a faint sound.

"But what's the use of finding out? You can't escape."

Jozi's pupils shrank. He felt the force coming from behind, and his body involuntarily fell towards the ice.

Now, he could smell the sea salt.

"Damn, it's over."

Qiaozi felt a chill in his heart, raised his head suddenly, and a ball of black-red "sky fire" shot down.

"Burning Escape · Over-steaming to kill!"

Sith pulled with his left hand, and a ball of flame that could cover the entire entrance of the cave was pulled out of the void.

Are you still alive now?

It is a very stupid thing to have a good impression of the enemy on the battlefield, even for personal reasons. Sympathy? mercy?

These are unnecessary emotions, and they may take away your life if you are not careful, so no matter who it is, the Sith never hold back.

If you fail to kill it, you either really can't kill it, or you can still use it if you keep it. Jozi is obviously the former.

"You little brat, it's not enough for you to hurt one of my sons. Do you want to hurt my other son?"

Whitebeard became furious, stepped on his feet, bowed slightly, and slashed in the direction of Sith with a knife from a long distance.

The Warring States period returned to the Warring States period, and conspiracies returned to conspiracies. He dared to hurt his beloved son again and again. Do you really think he was too old to hold a knife?

Hearing that violent roar, Sith's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly drew his knife to defend himself. The blade was wrapped with domineering energy, and Whitebeard's blow was not so easy to catch.

The space began to collapse in all directions, and even the ice he stepped on was shattered into pieces by the vibrations.

clang!

The black knife blocked the sword light from Whitebeard, and the Sith retreated for more than ten meters. Even the arm holding the knife was so shocked that it hurt.

He was really an energetic old man, but he had no choice but to sigh and kill the fugitives who were advancing into the city.

Whitebeard turned his head and his eyes fell on Marco.

"Marco, go bring Jozi back."

Marco's expression was a little helpless. He was more like a nanny than a ship's doctor.

……

On the high platform, Buddha of Warring States turned his head and glanced at Garp.

"It seems that our younger generation in the navy still has one or two good prospects. Including Jozi, the Sith have already killed two captains, right?"

Garp's face was still sullen.

"It's not bad, but the relationship with Judiciary Island is a bit difficult to handle."

Warring States didn't say anything. The relationship in the government has always been very delicate in these years, and he sighed slightly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things, let's focus on the present. That guy with white beard won't allow us to relax at all!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted loudly below:

"All officers and soldiers should evacuate the ice immediately. Pirates must not be allowed to board the square."

In an instant, all the projection phone bugs were cut off at the same time. Dozens of pacifists imitating Bartholomew Bear and Kizaru came up from all around and began to fire wildly in the surroundings, trying to kill the pirates. Limit it.

At this time, the long-lost Great Vortex Spider Scuyard also boarded the Moby Dick.