Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

Strong winds were blowing around Jerry, which was caused by the drastic changes in airflow caused by the crazy high-speed movement of the white horse Cavendish.

Jerry's Observation Haki continued to be activated, and the white horse's figure could not escape his sight.

At a certain moment, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he waved his right hand decisively. The fishing rod turned into countless phantoms, spreading in all directions at an astonishing speed.

Endless sword lights surged in like a tide, overwhelming Jerry.

But his expression was calm, and he waved the fishing rod in his hand without panic, making continuous crisp sounds when it collided with the sword lights.

"Ding! Ding ding!"

In the eyes of onlookers, the scene on the battlefield seemed as if Jerry was the only one fighting fiercely with an invisible opponent, as if he was madly fighting with the air.

This scene left the few onlookers dumbfounded and shocked.

Amid the noisy crowd, Skarr shook his head and rubbed his eyes, trying to see more clearly.

He narrowed his eyes, using his full strength to observe the situation on the battlefield, and said:

"Too fast, isn't it? My eyes can't keep up with their speed, Brooke, how about you?"

Brook was also a little dazzled and couldn't see clearly the fight between Bai Ma and Jerry. He gently scratched his afro, feeling a little helpless:

"My eyes are similar, although I don't have any eyes anymore, yohohoho."

The offensive and defensive rhythm of both sides in the field seemed to become more and more intense. The movements of the two were as fast and powerful as a storm. In the fierce fight, their movements seemed to be accelerating.

After a moment, a sharp light flashed in Jerry's eyes, and he had seen through his opponent's weakness.

His figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost, and then he suddenly shouted loudly:

"Shoulder-pressing dog's back!"

"Press the dog to bow his head!"

"Unrecognizable feet!"

Jerry's figure vaguely appeared in the air, and he was seen to be next to the white horse, with the fishing rod hitting the white horse's sword.

Using the principle of using a little force to move a great object, he pressed and pulled, causing the white horse to move involuntarily along with the sword's momentum, exposing its flaws.

Jerry quickly changed his tactics and swung out another pole, hitting the white horse on the back of its neck.

Then, he raised his leg and kicked out in a smooth movement, his big foot so fast that it was blurry as he kicked towards the white horse's bent cheek. Countless large-sized slipper prints were quickly left on the other's swollen face.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Uh……"

White Horse Cavendish was hit accurately by this series of attacks. He screamed, covered his face with his hands instinctively, and fell to the ground.

"Put your feet back."

Jerry glanced at Cavendish who was no longer trying to get up. He stood on his left foot and slowly retracted his right foot which had just kicked continuously.

Seeing the battle was over, Scar and Brooke came over one after another, and the rest of the onlookers gradually dispersed amid exclamations and discussions.

"Mr. Jerry, he's not dead, is he?"

Brooke tilted his head to look at Cavendish who was still lying motionless on the ground, poked Jerry and asked.

"I don't know, does social death count?"

Jerry had a faint smile on his face. He was very clear about how much he had contributed. This was just a punishment for Cavendish's actions last night.

Skarr quickly reviewed Cavendish's intelligence in his mind, then chuckled and said:

"Oh haha, maybe it counts for him."

Several people looked at Cavendish, who was lying on the ground with his hands covering his face. Through his fingers, they could vaguely see his swollen face like a pig.

Jerry and the other two looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Perhaps their laughter was too harsh, and Cavendish, who had not yet completely lost consciousness, trembled and somersaulted to his feet.

Even without looking in the mirror, Cavendish knew what his face looked like just by the touch of his hands.

He kept his head down and covered his face, gritting his teeth and cursing in a low voice:

"Damn it! Bai Ma, you are a fake! How dare you try to take control and make me look like a pig."

After he finished speaking, there was no response at all. Perhaps Bai Ma didn't want to show his face with the makeup of the second senior brother.

"He's awake. What is he talking to himself about?"

"Hahaha, who knows? I can't understand pig language."

"Oh haha, let's go then? It's about time to go back."

The three of them ignored Cavendish, who was standing still but talking to himself. They looked up at the darkening sky and turned to walk towards the bustling street that was still bustling.

"Dragon Fist! Just wait for me!"

After walking about ten steps, Cavendish's shout was heard. However, Jerry did not stop or look back. He just waved his hand gently:

"Okay, but you better be careful or you'll continue to turn into a pig head."

After saying that, they quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

Cavendish watched the men go away with a complicated look in his eyes. He touched the pig's head on his neck, retracted his sword, and turned to leave.

"Hiss! Hurry up and get some special medicine to reduce the swelling, otherwise my image will be ruined."

The moon was high in the sky, and Jerry and his friends returned to the streets where the celebrations were still bustling, and wandered around, and finally found Garrott and Kodaz at a singing competition.

"Gallot, did you have fun today?"

"Brother Jerry, you guys are here too? Sister Kalina is on the stage. Today we..."

From Gallot's excited narration, we learned that they had spent the entire day playing, shopping and eating.

At this moment, the reason for stopping here is that Kalina has taken a fancy to the prize displayed in the competition and decided to enter the competition to get it.

Jerry and the other two walked over here just now because they heard Kalina's singing.

It has to be said that Karina's performance on stage was undoubtedly amazing. The talent and charm she displayed were completely worthy of her popular reputation as the Golden City Diva.

Her singing voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature. The audience cheered and jumped to her rhythm, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Now it is the finals stage, and as expected, Kalina got the sparkling and expensive necklace as she wished.

After stepping down from the stage, Kalina put on the jewel necklace she had just acquired, amid the admiring gazes of many audience members around her, and walked towards Jerry and others with a satisfied smile.

"Hmm, not bad, isn't it? This necklace, if I'm not mistaken, should be worth several million Baileys. This celebration is really generous."

Hearing Karina's happy words, Scar nodded, put his hands on his hips, and looked like he was about to start showing off:

"Oh haha, yours is good, but it's far inferior to Boss Jerry's."

"His underwear is one-of-a-kind and out-of-print..."

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Before Scar could finish his words, Jerry kicked him hard on the butt, causing him to scream in pain.

Jerry stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist. With his left hand, he took out a video Den Den Mushi and said threateningly:

"Skaar, it seems that you have grown wings. Let me help you pluck some feathers."

However, Scarr was unyielding and fearless. He continued with a cowardly look on his face:

"Uh...Underwear Fishing King, let's talk nicely!"

"Your head! Aa ...