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

At Sengoku's suggestion, Michelin had a hearty meal on the warship, slept all morning again, and woke up in the afternoon of the same day.

Except for his somewhat depressed mental state, Michelin can now be said to be in his prime.

The battle location was chosen on the main island of this unnamed island, overlooking the battlefield across a U-shaped strait.

Sengoku was wearing fancy shorts, a beach shirt, and a pair of flip-flops. He smiled and looked at Michelin, who was waiting for him on the opposite side.

"Young man, don't be so nervous. Just try to exert your strongest fighting power. The most important thing is to maintain your physical strength."

Looking at the picture of a leisurely old man from the Warring States Period opposite, Michelin was full of fighting spirit at the moment. Although he had no chance of defeating two naval legends in a row, but since this was the case, he had to go all out, for so many people, for Zefa, also for himself.

"Go, go."

Garp grabbed a bag of senbei from a distance and was eating it. Some of them were booing because they didn't think the excitement was enough.

"You guy, keep my share for me. If you eat it, you will never be done with it."

When Warring States heard Garp's voice, he became uneasy. He yelled twice, but in the end he didn't beat Garp halfway.

The young man in front of him still needs to be given some respect. After all, as long as he survives the current test, his future future will at least start as a general.

Although Sakaski looks like he is deliberately trying to embarrass Michelin, in fact, his personality has softened significantly since he became marshal.

It's not easy to be a marshal.

"let us start."

Warring States abandoned the thoughts that followed the wind and spoke seriously to the stubborn young man in front of him, and he began to emit golden light.

The body of Warring States, whose whole body was shining with golden light, rose up in the wind. His height of 14 meters suddenly increased five times, and his height was infinitely close to [-] meters.

But what caught Michelin's attention the most was his tall body that looked like it was made of pure gold, shining like a god.

The ground was depressed downwards by Sengoku's weight, but this depression was an overall depression, caused by Sengoku evenly distributing his own weight on the ground.

Instead of starting with Sengoku’s pair of golden size 80 flip-flops that are shining right now.

Although Michelin was shocked by the changes and oppression of the Warring States Period, it also directly entered its strongest state.

Third gear.

It is different from the liquid rubber in the body in second gear.In this state, the rubber inside Michelin's body is infinitely close to a solid state. Coupled with the blessing of domineering, the body can withstand the backlash of the six overclocking styles.

Michelin developed the second and third gears in order to use them to share the physical backlash caused by overclocking the six-position.

If this was not the case, how could a 23-year-old boy become such a top player in the world?

There is no precipitation of time, no accumulation of time.

Michelin's skin color gradually faded from the armed black to brown, and Sengoku's eyes showed an expression of surprise, and a roaring sound came from his mouth because his body became huge.

"It's great that Armed Color Haki can be used to this extent. Come and attack."

Michelin obeyed as expected. He paused on the spot. A cloud of gas exploded behind him, and an L-shaped pit was opened on the ground.

Michelin crossed a distance of more than ten meters to reach him, sank down from his horse, and threw out the simplest straight punch.

Sengoku's right hand exploded behind Michelin and at the same time, his palm was pushed forward, just in time to cover his body when he dropped his body and punched.

"Shockwave."

The golden fist of the Warring States period shone with dazzling white light, and shock waves spread out from the center of the fist; while Michelin's move and block hammer seemed a bit underwhelming in comparison, like fireflies competing for the brightness of the bright moon. Same.

But just this little firefly slowly distorted the brightness of the bright moon. Finally, only the light of fireflies remained in the whole world, and the bright moon disappeared.

Everyone present opened their mouths in astonishment. Sengoku actually retreated. Sengoku actually retreated in the head-on collision.

Warring States himself looked at the marks under his feet in disbelief. He had actually taken half a step back in the head-on collision just now.

But Michelin still maintained his punching posture at this moment, his eyes looking forward without sadness or joy.

Michelin, who was highly concentrated, did not have any emotional fluctuations about the advantage he gained with this blow. He slowly retracted his right fist and struck out with his left fist again.

It was like that again, a simple punch that didn't even move the dust around him caused by the collision.

Warring States had no time to be surprised, and hurriedly fought, and the shock wave was shot again.

This time Warring States saw it clearly. After Michelin's punch collided with his own shock wave, tiny fluctuations appeared on the skin of his arm to resolve the impact of the collision. Then these small fluctuations traveled around the body in an instant and became more powerful. A huge momentum gathered the power into the fist again.

It seemed like there was only one punch, but it was actually two punches, and the second punch was three times harder than the first punch.

This time, when the first punch was exhausted, Sengoku followed up with another punch. This time, he did not retreat, but the look in his eyes had changed.

Michelin slowly retracted his left hand again and prepared to use his right hand, so simple and crude that he wanted to attack again.

Warring States was not so simple as to stand there and fight with this kid, dragging his ridiculously heavy body, leaving an afterimage on the spot and disappearing in front of Michelin.

But Michelin still stared straight ahead, unhurriedly punching his right fist again, but his punch miraculously collided with Sengoku again.

Sengoku followed up with another punch to resolve the second heavy blow hidden in his fist. At the same time, he did not forget to look at the dissipating afterimage of the punching posture more than ten meters away.

Surprisingly, Seng Guo found that his speed actually lagged behind Michelin.

Garp, who had already noticed the clues in the distance, chewed senbei and shouted loudly.

"Warring States, are you stupid for being a marshal? With waterproofing like yours, Sakaski can't be fooled."

Warring States wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, but Garp stood talking without pain in his back. The kid in front of him had very weird abilities.

After being slapped for more than a dozen times, Warring States was always stuck to Michelin's side. His bulky body prevented him from getting rid of Michelin's entanglement.

With this weird ability, I don't understand how the power of his second attack was generated, and it is completely unreasonable to develop the fruit.

And Michelin was not feeling well at the moment. He had only fought with Warring States for more than ten seconds, and he had already consumed the third level of all his physical strength. The third level was indeed too exhausting, even an ordinary level A was already so exhausting. .

His only advantage against Sengoku now may be his speed. He can no longer delay and must take a sudden and cruel move.

Michelin stepped in front of Sengoku again and delivered a simple punch as before. However, Sengoku immediately hit two shock waves in succession and disappeared in an instant.

He sensed something was wrong the moment Michelin punched him. The crazy warning from Jianwense Haki, and the picture that flashed through his mind made him shudder.

As usual, Sengoku used two punches in succession to counteract Michelin's strange overlapping strength. Then he only saw him withdraw his punches halfway and then advanced again to attack with elbow strikes.

Sengoku could still bear being hit by Michelin's elbow. What made his scalp numb was that Michelin used 'shaving' eight times in a row at this distance in front of him to stack up his strength. , I saw his body in place like a ghost, constantly disillusioned.

Warring States saw that the bones of his arms and hands were broken under this elbow, and his body was pushed back more than thirty meters by the overwhelming force before he stopped. Michelin was even worse, with [-]% of his body's physical strength consumed, and the skin all over his body was due to There was no way to get rid of the terrifying force and the backlash started to ooze out blood.Although these are just some illusions shown by high-level sights and sounds, and cannot accurately express the future, these pictures are scary enough. You must know that he is facing the Warring States Period, who has the form of the Great Buddha of the Human Fruit Phantom Beast Species. Buddha's Warring States Period.

Garp, Lieutenant General He and Kizaru, who were watching the battle from a distance, also stood on their heads at the same time. Garp and Lieutenant General He looked at Kizaru with questioning eyes.

The two of them are indeed old teammates, and their big eyes reveal the same words.

Damn it, is this young man from your family?

There was also great confusion in Kizaru's eyes. The fighting method two years ago was already desperate enough, but now this...

He didn't dare to nod at the moment. After all, Michelin was just playing with his life in the Warring States Period. He was still the kind who would die with you while holding TNT.

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Different from the overall overview of the onlookers, Seng Guo's surging heartbeat at this moment has not completely subsided!

Looking at Michelin, who was also panting on the spot, Seng Guo's head was pounding. This stupid kid was so difficult to deal with that he would be beaten to death in just one assessment.

At first glance, it seems that he has too little combat experience, does not know how to save energy, and does not know how to reasonably distribute the combat rhythm.

After thinking about it, Warring States was relieved. This guy had played a few high-end games during the top battle, and then was assigned to cp0. This guy was transferred to cp0 because of something.

Warring States can't remember things clearly, but these don't matter much. What needs to be done now is to let this little brother who is seeking death know that if he doesn't seek death, he will not die.

Warring States' huge body of nearly 14 meters was even more golden, but at the same time, his height and size were slowly shrinking.

It didn't stop until it shrunk to half. The Sengoku, which was less than seven meters tall, was still very tall, but compared to the previous 14 meters, the current Sengoku gave Michelin a greater sense of oppression.

The seven-meter-tall little golden man Warring States swayed and hit Michelin in the face with an unexpected punch.

The shock wave that only spread less than two meters shook Michelin and bounced on the ground again and again.