One Piece Tulip Family

With a punch, it was as heavy as a mountain. In the faint sound of the dragon's chant, there seemed to be some kind of fine breaking sound.

"How is it possible? How can there be such a terrifying power, but it's just a newcomer to pirates."

Crocodile's body flew horizontally in the air, and the howling wind whizzed past him. The shattered pieces of the golden hook and the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth all went away with the wind. At this moment, he felt his entire face was numb, his mouth was filled with a bitter smell of blood, his head was buzzing, and even his mind was in a trance.

It's no wonder that Crocodile couldn't react. It's not like he hasn't seen this kind of monster-like power. Many years ago, he challenged the White Beard of the Four Emperors, but he was defeated by the opponent with monster-like power. It was the first big defeat in his life. In that battle, he lost his left arm and almost all his companions.

But today, he once again saw the most terrifying and purest power, the same indomitable, unstoppable force, even if he used natural elementalization, he couldn't completely avoid it. Although the real power was far from the suffocating feeling of Whitebeard, but the indomitable domineering was the same horror.

At this moment, Crocodile's soul trembled.

boom!
His body hit the ground hard, and his head hummed for a while before he slowly got up. For a moment, he looked at Satan with a little fear, and then this fear turned into boundless anger. The opposite was just a fledgling young man. There was nothing to be afraid of. Crocodile felt boundless humiliation because of his previous fear and the sudden association of white beard's terror.

The only thing that can wash away humiliation is victory.

Crocodile is worthy of being a veteran strongman. The moment his body adjusted slightly, he had already fitted himself up and rushed forward again. His right arm turned into a huge sand fist, and he threw it at Satan aggressively.

"You are not wise, Crocodile."

Satan raised his eyebrows and threw out the same punch. Compared with Crocodile's huge sand fist, the small fist was like an ant. However, the moment they collided, the result was shocking. The huge sand fist was smashed by Satan's punch and turned into quicksand.

In fact, Crocodile is at a disadvantage in competing with Satan in physical skills. Most of his own powerful strength comes from the developed devil fruit ability that is like a natural disaster. He can kill countless enemies like a disaster with a single blow. Physical skills are actually not very outstanding. However, his rustling fruit was actually suppressed by Satan's wood ability.

Being bombarded by Satan twice in a row, although Crocodile didn't want to admit it in his heart, he was already aware of the power of Satan, his fruit ability was suppressed, and his physical skills were also in a mess. He was definitely the strongest newcomer he had encountered in recent years. However, it was impossible for him to admit defeat. Crocodile's body in the air suddenly hooked his fingers.

desert sword
Satan blows Crocodile away with a punch, and then his figure flashes to attack again. At this moment, his heart throbs suddenly, and a sense of danger arises in vain. At this moment, Crocodile, who was blown away, suddenly makes a move, and a sand blade suddenly attacks from the ground through a special path, and the speed is unimaginable.

Satan narrowed his eyes slightly, and almost receded the moment he felt bad, narrowly dodging Crocodile's desert sword, but even so, a shocking bloodstain was drawn on his chest by the sharp desert sword, and the blood wet his front.

Crocodile's body smashed several big trees one after another before stopping, but his face showed a triumphant look of the plot, "Little brat, don't think that you can win with strength. The battle on the sea is not that simple. Now, you are also injured. As long as you are cut by my desert sword, the water in your body will continue to escape. Soon, you will feel the dryness of your body bit by bit.

Satan slightly lowered his head to look at his wound, and sure enough, the wound was already white, and even a little dry and cracked. Even in front of his monster-like healing ability, the wound did not heal as quickly as usual. Obviously Crocodile was not lying, and he would indeed gradually lose all the moisture in his body after being cut.

"Hey, as expected of Qi Wuhai, you will be caught if you don't pay attention, but it is still impossible to defeat me with this small wound."

A bottle of water suddenly appeared in Satan's hand, and he drank it gulply under Crocodile's shocked gaze. As expected, as the water entered his body, the speed of wound healing began to accelerate, and this injury did not affect Satan's battle at all.

Crocodile's eyes widened, and he felt like he was forcing the dog. What the hell are you carrying water with you when you fight?He naturally didn't know that Satan carried a huge storage space with him, not to mention water, everything was available, okay?

Satan didn't care about Crocodile's shock. In the next moment, the figure had already slammed into him like a beast. Soon, there was the sound of fists hitting the body, the harsh friction sound of sand blades hitting the fists, and the ticking sound of blood dripping on the ground.

Sometimes Crocodile was blown away by Satan's punch, and sometimes Satan was swept away by a sudden sandstorm. Time passed by every minute. Soon, an hour passed, and the whole land was in a mess. It was completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and the original landscape could hardly be seen.

boom!
With a loud noise, Satan once again punched Crocodile like a cannonball, and Crocodile spewed out a mouthful of blood while still in the air, and when he broke several trees and fell down, he had no strength to fight anymore.

"Cough cough cough..."

Crocodile climbed up with difficulty, his whole body was covered with scars and blood. He stared fiercely at Satan, wanting to charge up again, but he didn't have much strength. On the other hand, Satan, although he was a little out of breath and had some wounds scattered all over his body, his eyes were still clear and his spirit was still good, obviously he didn't have enough energy left.

Crocodile sighed unwillingly. At this moment, whether he admits it or not, he has completely lost to Satan in the frontal battle.

"Hey, Crocodile, you are really a waste, and you lost to a newcomer. I knew that you Qibukai's bastards are not reliable. It's really disappointing."

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and suddenly a figure came out of the forest, followed by a merciless mockery of Crocodile.