Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

It's time for Whitebeard's Sea Shock to truly show its power. Two tsunamis that can cover the sky are like palms of hands covering Marineland Square.

If Whitebeard were to succeed this time, at least [-]% to [-]% of the navy's [-] elite troops would be killed or injured.

Tsunami was frozen by Aokiji.

Michelin looked at the blue pheasant that was covered in cold air in the air, and unconsciously turned to look at his unlucky senior brother who also had a natural devil fruit.

The eyes were full of weird looks, which directly touched Smoker's sensitive nerves.

Of course he had heard that others were envious of his nature-type fruits, and of course he had heard people complain about his reputation as the weakest natural-type.

With a dark face, he glared at this cheap junior brother with a strange look on his face. From time to time he looked at the blue pheasants in the sky and then at himself.

Even a fool knows what he is thinking.

"Asshole, there's a war! Be serious!"

At this moment, Smoker couldn't bear it any longer and struck Michelin's head hard with the 'Ten Hands' in his hand like lightning.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Michelin pretended that he was in pain, held his head and began to apologize.

However, the fact is that Smoker didn't break the defense at all, and he didn't use much force, so Michelin just found a step to get down.

You can't get into too much of a quarrel with your senior brother. After all, we're still at war.

All this is just due to his character and there is no way to avoid it.

Qing Pheasant failed to attack White Beard and was knocked down by a punch. He fell into the sea and then froze the sea.

The battle also officially began.

Amidst the chaotic shouts of killing and gunfire, a blue flying slash soaring into the sky was slashed towards Whitebeard.

Michelin heard the sound and looked around, only to see that the 'Eagle Eye' in the distance had lost its trace. When he looked again, the sword energy soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

The navy in the front half of the square had all charged out at this time, and Michelin looked eagerly at Smoker, who stood unmoving beside him.

I saw Smoker click, and then Michelin disappeared in a flash like a wild horse.

Leaving an afterimage that quickly dissipated in place, Smoker was a little shocked at the speed of his little junior brother who needed to be taken care of.

It seems that what the teacher said about having a certain level of survivability is somewhat different from what I understand.

Putting aside these thoughts, Smoker held up his 'Ten Hands' and his lower body turned into white smoke and spurted out, drawing an arc-shaped white line in the square, chasing the direction of Michelin.

Now the battlefield has just begun, let's first observe the strength of this junior brother.

Michelin was hit by at least six or seven stray bullets along the way. At least three snipers targeted him at the same time. He dodged a lead bullet directly in front of him and hit his Tianling Gai. He felt a little emotional.

The war above was indeed not as harmonious as seen on TV. I was still in the square, but just a little closer to the edge, and stray bullets were already flying everywhere.

Looking at the ice below, Michelin couldn't help but get excited again.

This is simply too exciting, countless times more powerful than the experience seen on TV, so cool...

The feeling of being locked by a sniper all the time is simply too bad, as if there is a thin needle pressed between the eyebrows, ready to penetrate at any time.

Seeing the color is domineering.

The sniper's position was a bit difficult to find, as they were all outside the scope of his half-knowledge. Following the trajectory, he could vaguely guess where he was.

They were all behind the Moby Dick, with no chance of catching them.

He turned his head and dodged a lead bullet, then reached out and grabbed another lead bullet immediately behind it.

Gemini?

Interesting, but unfortunately, there was no chance to catch this powerful sniper.

Following the direction of the ballistic trajectory, Michelin lifted the lead bullet he caught forward, and then showed the lead bullet to the opponent provocatively.

Although he can't see the other party, since the other party can lock on him, he can definitely see himself.

Sure enough, provocation is very useful.

The other party responded immediately, and the lead bullet in Michelin's hand was exploded with one shot.

Seeing the other party giving him face like this, Michelin felt so happy at this moment. Adrenaline was secreted in large quantities, and his whole body felt so good.

"Ulla."

He shouted, jumped down from the square, and ran towards the center of the battlefield.

The joy of fighting was indeed what he had wanted to pursue many times, it was simply too exciting;

This is just the beginning.

After running for hundreds of meters, he finally met a pirate who looked very strong. Michelin forgot his name, but vaguely remembered that he seemed to be the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, with a long knife in his hand covered with armed domineering.

The number of pirates who can use armed Haki is at least among the hundreds of millions of pirates, but this one looks a bit awkward.

Light brown baggy pants, an open blue sleeveless jacket, dark skin, solid and muscular, with bulging muscles.He has a Mediterranean hairstyle, a scar running diagonally across his face, a black beard, and a strangely protruding chin.

He is the captain of the 15th Division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Foza.

He was so shameless that when Michelin saw him for the first time, he frowned unconsciously.

These thoughts are just thoughts for a moment.

"Damn Marines, get out of the way, don't block the road, I'm going to save Ace."

As he spoke, he swung the long knife with a domineering aura in his hand and slashed at Michelin.

"iron block"

Michelin's eyes condensed, and the blood in Michelin's body surged, and the muscles in his body tensed instantly.

Michelin's body burst with energy, and the ice beneath his feet burst. This was caused by the force on his body being transferred to his feet.

Fosa was very surprised when he saw that the other party had received his sword forcefully and didn't even take a step back.

A mere brigadier general actually has such strength.

Despite the temptation in his heart, the long knife in Fosa's hand did not stop at all.

The long knife flipped over and made dozens of cuts in succession. The light of the knife instantly filled the space in front of Michelin's eyes.

The energy in his whole body did not loosen at all, and the ice cubes under his feet burst layer by layer. Michelin perfectly received all the blows and did not retreat even half a step.

The Mediterranean man in front of him was extremely powerful. After taking five swords, Michelin unconsciously used his armed domineering force.

With a white breath coming out of his mouth, Michelin suddenly raised a hand to block his left eye, and the palm of his hand was forced to touch his eye due to the huge force.

It was the sniper who had been provoked by Michelin before. This time the attack was on his left eye.

Fossa was stunned and did not take the opportunity to step forward to attack Michelin. Instead, he frowned and looked back at the sniper.

He made a secret gesture: Leave this guy to me.

The Bodhisattva put away the sword and took two steps back.

A lead bullet with an armed color wrapped around it fell from Michelin's palm. In mid-air, the domineering energy dissipated and returned to its original color.

There was a dent on Michelin's palm that was bleeding, but the bleeding stopped after only a few drops of blood.