Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

Jerry has not been using a fishing rod as a weapon for a long time, but he somehow feels very familiar with it. At this moment, he is triggered by the opponent's first move, and his hand turns into a phantom and he swings the rod frantically.

Both sides swung their weapons rapidly, drawing arcs in the air. The flashes of swords and poles were chaotic yet orderly, and in the blink of an eye they had clashed nearly a hundred times.

The continuous attacks by the two men left the streets covered with densely packed scratches of varying lengths and depths.

As the previous move came to an end, Gion quickly charged up his energy and attacked again.

After her dazzling quick attack, she rushed forward at high speed with a huge slash.

"Sakura Sword Shadow!"

"Hmm? I'll sweep!"

The enemy changed his tactics and moved forward. Jerry reacted quickly, took a big step forward with his left foot, took the opportunity to stretch his right arm, tightly grasped the fishing rod, and swept out with a thunderous blow.

"Oh!"

The two weapons covered in armament color collided with each other, the impact burst out instantly, and the two men flew backwards.

"boom!"

Jerry's entire body hit the wall of the auction house behind him, creating a big hole in the thick wall.

Correspondingly, Gion was also blown away. There was another similar shop over there, but the street was wide and she was not too close, so she was able to forcefully stop in front of the shop.

The surrounding shops and auction houses began to close when the two men started fighting, and had basically all been evacuated when the navy troops arrived.

After his body knocked over the building's enclosure, Jerry patted his shoulder as if nothing had happened and returned to the battlefield. He was a little more dusty, but not injured.

As if the door to a new world had been opened, his eyes sparkled and he kept muttering:

"Am I really a genius?"

After the previous battle, he felt that using the fishing rod now felt much more convenient.

In his previous battles with Gion, the opponent always made the first move, and then he picked up the pole to respond on the spot. He just wanted to see how far he could fight with this thing.

At this moment, he felt very good, as if he had made some new breakthroughs after being baptized by Gion's sword moves. The fishing tools in his hands could already be used as his new weapons.

Then Jerry raised his head, rolled his eyes, and grinned:

"Come on, let me show you, the navy swordsman, how powerful I am!"

"Haha, young man, don't you use your fists?" Regardless of who he was, Gion said calmly.

"My fists can be used at any time, but fishing is my specialty!" Jerry grinned and swung the fishing rod lightly.

"Really? Then I'll have to learn from you."

"watch out!"

After talking to Gion with a grin on his face, Jerry started a new round of confrontation.

The intensity of their fight began to rise, and as the fight continued, Gion felt that the other party was a little strange.

There were constant rumbling sounds in the field, because Jerry looked half-dead and exhausted. If he fought with her for a few moves, he would be chopped and sent flying backwards rapidly.

"what!"

"Boom!"

Jerry flew out again, and the surrounding shops were already in ruins, with only ruins left.

Gion glanced around their battlefield before realizing what the person in front of him was up to.

The battle continued with unabated intensity, with Jerry being knocked flying in all directions from time to time.

But he always does sit-ups immediately after crashing into a shop, and rushes out full of energy again in the next moment.

At first, Gion didn't know what was going on with him, because Jerry's seven ins and outs were always extremely fast, and it looked like he was being suppressed and at a disadvantage in a normal battle.

But thinking about it again, Gion suddenly said unhappily:

"Hey! Damn you little bro, if you take this opportunity to tear down all these auction houses and shops, they will complain to the World Government about us!"

"Ah? Are the bosses of human trafficking so shameless? They dare to cause trouble for the navy?"

"How do you think they dare to be here openly..."

"Oh! I think I know something."

Jerry blinked and pretended to understand.

I don't know if this can be considered inside information, but what it means is that those people should have some kind of deal or tacit understanding with the World Government, and the Navy can do nothing about it.

"Well, what I just said doesn't count. You didn't hear it. Anyway, don't try to play tricks again!"

Perhaps influenced by Garp, Gion became a little outspoken and blurted out some information. Not wanting to talk to him any more, he attacked again.

"Sakura Storm!"

She flew over and slashed violently. After one attack was blocked, she continued to dodge and slash, making the enemy feel as if they were really experiencing a storm of swords and were overwhelmed.

"Then I will, little top!"

Facing the opponent's combined body skills, explosive speed, and all-round attack like a storm, Jerry shouted with ease.

In fact, he was fully focused, using his powerful observation Haki to warn people, turning continuously on the spot and waving his fishing rod to parry and block the sword lights attacking him from all directions.

"Ding Ding!"

"Oh!"

A chaotic sound was heard densely, and the speed at which the weapons collided was so fast that all the sounds merged into one.

Gion's attack was as fierce as a hurricane. Ordinary people couldn't even see her figure clearly. They only saw her red clothes and the shining sword light all over the field.

Jerry was extremely calm. He remained composed and used the fishing rod in his hand like a nimble snake, quickly weaving through the opponent's attacks, accurately defending and counterattacking.

With a loud bang, Jerry flew into the air again at the end of Gion's move.

"boom!"

Once again, a shop that had been smashed to pieces by him collapsed completely.

As early as when he flew out for the first time, Jerry remembered that the nearby streets seemed to be full of shops and auction houses related to human trafficking, so he had no embarrassment in destroying them.

But this time when he got up, he was no longer unscathed. It was still difficult for Jerry to use only the fishing rod to deal with Gion's ferocious sword moves. After all, he had not had time to develop moves that belonged to the fishing rod.

Glancing at the torn clothes on his arm and the shallow wound that was bleeding, he controlled the gushing blood and stopped the bleeding by staying on the wound.

He still has a certain degree of control over his own blood, but when it comes to other people's blood, he encounters a lot of resistance. He thinks that perhaps his own improvement is not enough.

With a slight smile, Jerry roughly understood the level of using only the fishing rod. Next, he decided to attack together with other skills.

"Come on, don't think you can easily make me hehehe."

"As Kizaru said, you are really not simple, little brother."

Even though we don't know whether Kizaru had let Gion win before, Jerry, who had grown up for a period of time, did make Gion feel difficult.

She knew very well that what made this man famous was not his fishing rod, but his fist.

"Of course, although living a simple life is the real thing."

"But being too simple is not a good thing. When it comes to being particular, you can't be too easy on yourself."

Jerry suddenly started talking about the truth of life, twisted his neck, grinned and continued:

"Sister, I'm coming."

"Watch this! Watch this again!"