Pirates: Draw a Miracle from the Opening Order

Originally, Aeneas had been exploring how to focus his heroic spirit into slashing attacks.

But just now Aeneas was hit hard by the spring impact, and his ambition surged rapidly, reaching the release threshold of deliberate punches - and at the same time, Aeneas realized why he couldn't imitate the model of deliberate punches to create new ones. What about swordsmanship?

Aeneas put it directly into action. Although most of his heroic spirit was wasted, a small part that survived strengthened the slashing to the level of releasing sword energy!

For a swordsman, being able to release sword energy definitely means he has reached the level of swordsmanship elegance, and can also be called a "swordsman".

But it doesn't mean that Aeneas has become a swordsman now, because the heroic slash is actually an opportunistic way to release the sword energy.

Aeneas himself can't even cut iron under normal conditions, and he can't hit something slightly stronger when he encounters it.

But that's enough for now.

The golden sword energy transformed from the heroic slash pressed tightly against Bellamy's position. Bellamy watched as Aeneas raised the iron sword behind him and released a burst of sword energy.

"Damn it!" Bellamy looked ferocious, because he realized that this sword energy could not be avoided at all, "How can he be so strong!"

Bellamy feels very frustrated because he has always been a monster in the eyes of others, and he has a very firm and clear belief - and he is willing to give everything for this belief!

Keep getting stronger just to be able to get in touch with that man!

Bellamy was unwilling to accept it. This was the first time that he was defeated by a kid of his own age, even smaller than him!

How does the arrogant Bellamy accept this?

How should his subordinates judge him if they see that their myth of invincibility has been shattered?

Fortunately, they are not there!

Bellamy gritted his teeth, wanting to turn his whole body into a spring at this extreme moment to avoid this fatal blow!

However, at this moment, a gunshot sounded, and the astonishingly fast sparks of light shuttled through, cutting Aeneas's heroic slash into pieces from the side, and spilled out in all directions.

In this way, Bellamy's position is safe.

Whether it was Bellamy or Aeneas, as well as the stunned Emondi, Amos and others who were watching from a distance, they all stared at the shooting position.

It was a tall, lean man wearing jeans - almost two meters tall, but his figure was very slender, as if he were a walking skeleton.

The cowboy holds a gun in his right hand and his left hand rests on the unsheathed sword at his waist.

The identity of the visitor is about to emerge. It is one of the three famous newcomers who emerged from this round street fight, "Crazy Cowboy" Andohar!

Speaking of the three famous newcomers, "Spring Man" Bellamy is also one of them. Although he is the youngest, no one underestimates him. He is still recognized as the dark horse newcomer who is likely to win the championship this time!

And now, finally...

Two famous newcomers are about to meet.

"It turns out that this person is the real dark horse. It's really scary." Andorhal's voice was sharp and crisp, and he sounded like he was pointing at a blackboard. It sounded very uncomfortable.

The words obviously meant something. He had already decided that Bellamy was a showman and Aeneas was the real dark horse.

Andorhal looked at Aeneas, stretched out his surprisingly long tongue and licked the hole where he had fired just now.

"hiss--"

Aeneas felt extremely sick.

"What pervert is this?"

Bellamy on the side naturally heard Andorhal's words and became furious instantly.

"What do you mean?" Bellamy was angry, "I didn't lose to..."

But before the last word could be spoken, Bellamy was suddenly stunned because he saw the eye-catching logo on Andorhal's denim jacket.

Andorhal looked at Bellamy with interest.

"I saved your life, otherwise the slash just now fell on you, and you would have been seriously injured even if you were not dead." Andorhal said in a sinister manner, looking at Bellamy with no trace of ridicule or disdain.

This made Bellamy feel extremely angry, and he looked at the sign helplessly - he must have seen it right, because he was too familiar with it!

A half-moon-shaped smile with a diagonal line across the round eyes from the upper right to the lower left.

Isn't this the hallmark of the family Bellamy admires?

"Do you have anything to do with the Don Quixote family?" Bellamy looked at Andorhal with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Me?" Andorhal was probably surprised that Bellamy recognized the meaning of the symbol on his body so quickly. "Isn't it obvious? I am a member of the Don Quixote family."

"Ha ha!"

However, Bellamy had veins all over his body, he was smiling, and his expression was dark and terrifying.

"The Don Quixote family doesn't have trash like you!" Bellamy suddenly raised his head, then his legs turned into springs and compressed sharply, and his arms turned into double-barreled springs, aiming at Andorhal's position and charging at a high speed. go.

"Spring Sniper!"

Bellamy shouted loudly, and unexpectedly burst out with greater strength and speed than he had just dealt with Aeneas, and almost instantly approached Andorhal.

"What's wrong with you!" Andorhal looked ugly. He realized that the power that Bellamy was erupting now was far greater than before?

Andorhal didn't react in time at all, so he could only barely resist with his knife, but there was still a lot of remaining kinetic energy in the power of the spring, and Andorhal stepped back step by step.

"Fake!" Bellamy clenched his fists. After the spring fist came into contact with Andorhal, he once again exploded with power and used the spring to bounce his fists out.

"boom!"

Like two huge cannonballs, Bellamy hit Andorhal directly on the head. Andorhal barely blocked it with the blade of his sword, but the power that Bellamy exploded was too great. After a moment, Andorhal You were already unable to resist, and your whole body flew out.

And Aeneas was watching all this.

"I was the protagonist just now, why am I a passerby now?" When Aeneas saw Bellamy and Andorhal fighting over a disagreement, he had no intention of staying any longer and left the place.

"Let's go quickly. Bellamy has no conflict of interest with us. I even need him to help us hold back the people in Cam's group. We can't have to deal with Cam while we are competing with Alton. "

Emondi seized the opportunity and left directly with Aeneas.

They still need to continue to cause war, and it seems that their men on North Street and East Street have encountered mishaps - but it is obvious that their goal has been achieved, otherwise Bellamy would not have fought all the way from the boundary of District [-] on Southeast Street Come to the border of a district.

At this moment, in the center of the battle, Andorhal climbed out of the rubble, staring at Bellamy like a vicious wolf.

"You brat, you pissed me off!" Andorhal dusted himself off and spat, "You're dead!"

"I want you to know that you are not qualified to be called 'Don Quixote'!" Bellamy's eyes widened angrily, his fists clenched, and his body once again turned into a spring. Every movement in the surrounding narrow streets seemed to be moving. The foothold quickly bounces to accumulate energy.

Andorhal's expression was solemn, but the light gun in his hand had already locked onto Bellamy's position.

"What a troublesome kid! I underestimated you!"

The battle between the two is about to break out!