Sword of the pirate king

"Tch, the lingering guy..."

Noah cut out in displeasure, and squinted against the sun to look at the sky outside the duel arena. Without exception, the audience outside the arena heard strange voices, and all looked at the source of the sound. The big reporter of the World Economic News showed a playful look With a smile, his professional sense told him that there was another big news.

Sure enough, the incompletely dispersed black clouds in the sky were pierced by blazing orange flames, and a young man dressed in black was hunting, and a young man driving a black knife across the sky came through the sky. His lower half of his face was covered with a pure black mask. People can't see the specific appearance, but just from the piercing eyes and fair skin, one can imagine that there must be a heroic face under the mask.

"Orange flames, black swords and black clothes...Navy fire!"

The big reporter's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice, although his voice was not loud, he was heard clearly by other tabloid reporters who were always paying attention to him, and immediately took photos like crazy, this is a big shot in the limelight!

"You are such a piece of brown candy, you can't even shake it off!"

Noah clenched his fists, and the electric glow flickered.

"I won't rest until I catch you."

On the other side, "Skyfire" fell to the ground with a bang, the flames dispersed, and his figure was tall and straight, facing Noah's eyes tit for tat, without losing the wind in the slightest.

"In order to catch you, I even postponed my major general promotion ceremony. Originally, you were well hidden in Dressrosa, and I couldn't do anything about you, but you have to make a big fuss. Blame it! Get restless yourself!"

Hearing what "Sky Fire" said about postponing the major general's promotion ceremony, the reporters suddenly felt that they had caught the big news, and quickly wrote it down. How long has it been since this mysterious new star in the navy is about to be promoted to major general? It's really shocking .

"Forget it, I killed Diamanti today just to make a name for myself, and I also made the worst plan to meet you. Now that my goal has been achieved, the grievances between us should be settled."

Noah said indifferently, and slowly put away the frightening aura of Lei Shenglongba that he had just displayed on his body, "I was so busy with business that I didn't have time to have a good fight with you, now is the time."

"Oh, I want to see what amazing tricks you, who have been hunted down by me, can use."

"The punch that Shenlong vacated just now was very good. I really want to experience it for myself."

"Skyfire" was also full of fighting spirit, and drew his sword to Noah.

"It's not suitable here, let's go to another place. It's okay to deal with Diamanti's trash, but you can't do it against you."

Noah proposed, but it made the surrounding audience, especially the first reporter, glaring. Several reporters almost couldn't help jumping up and down, and were directly held down by the surrounding audience, for fear of offending the two on the field because of their disrespectful behavior. The strong are unhappy.

"That's good." "Tianhuo" nodded, "If there is a real fire, this place will definitely be razed to the ground by the two of us. The civilians here are all innocent. It does not conform to the creed of our navy to implicate them."

"Fake benevolence and righteousness..." Noah muttered, turned into lightning and flew out of the arena, and left a sentence, "If you can't keep up, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Hearing this, "Skyfire" immediately threw out the black knife, and stood firmly on the spine of the sword with a leap. The mighty flames of the sky sprayed from the hilt of the sword, pushing him to fly towards the direction where Noah disappeared.

The big reporter of the World Economic News raised his camera and took a picture of the back of Tianhuo leaving, then got up and left. After leaving the bullfighting arena, he identified the direction and strode towards the direction where the two were flying.

He is not in a hurry, the content captured by the camera is enough to produce a full-textured newspaper, and he is very satisfied with his years of working as a reporter on the front line of danger.

At this time, if you can't hold your breath and run to the place where the two are fighting... Hehe, it's easy to lose your bones!

When the strong fight, how can they care about the life and death of an ant at their feet?

This is why he survived and became a senior reporter in the World Economic News. People in the same period as him were not cautious enough, and most of them were too close when reporting on the battle of the strong and were affected. Those who died were called a miserable...

Seeing the young fellow journalists constantly overtaking him behind him, and rushing forward, he showed a helpless wry smile. Will anyone listen to dissuade these people now?Purely thankless work.

Greenbit, a small island hanging in the north of Dressrosa, was reduced to a deserted island a long time ago. Originally, the local residents were able to pass the steel suspension bridge connecting the island in peace, but a group of ferocious cannons appeared in the surrounding sea area. After the shoals of fighting fish that easily overturned the boat appeared, few residents on the island dared to go to the island.

After 200 years, the fighting fish here are still swimming arrogantly, regard the waters around Greenbit as their own territory, and be wary of every person and ship who dare to invade.

It's just that the fighting fish swimming in the sea can only look at a bolt of lightning and a fireball flying high in the sky in a daze, and can't do anything.

It's not that they can't rely on their tyrannical bodies to jump out of the sea and reach a high place, but how should this lightning talk?Go up to take a bite alive, turn into an electric grilled fish and fall down to eat for the same kind?
"Phew, the show is almost over with the last step..."

The three-meter-tall "Sol" wearing a silver-white mask let out a long sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, took off his mask, conjured a handful of dried meat out of thin air, and stuffed it into his mouth. The hard dried meat was almost like cotton candy. After a few bites, it becomes a meat sauce, and then swallowed.

"Tianhuo" just stood aside, silent, even the gleam in his eyes disappeared, like a puppet.

This is naturally a fog avatar that is exactly the same as the main body. Noah can only speak and walk with the control of his mind, in order to put on a big show.

After resting for a while, Noah quickly recovered his stamina boost with the Flame of Sunshine and Return Life. Noah stood up and patted the floating dust on his body. He stood opposite the fog clone and raised his fist. took the sword.

On a small tree on the hillside in the distance, Little Apple stayed quietly on the branch, watching the "two people" who were facing each other with two big eyes.

"Hurry up, hurry up... Huhu..."

The reporter running at the front was out of breath, and the scene in front of him seemed to be doubled, but he didn't dare to stop, as long as he stopped for a while, he would be overtaken by his colleagues who were chasing after him, and the big news would come from nowhere. Slipping through your fingers, watching others get promoted and raise their salary to the pinnacle of life is really not a good feeling.

getting closer...

On Greenbit Island, the momentum is frightening, as if there are two heavens of ice and fire. On the one hand, thunder shakes the world, and on the other hand, sword energy soars into the sky. The two sides collide violently. No one can do anything. A trace of strength emerged from everywhere, driving him to move forward.