...

"shave!"

"Click!"

"Weibull!"

After dodging several times in a row, Geer landed lightly next to Weibull and anxiously checked the injuries on his baby brother.

Fortunately, his limbs were sound. Geer looked at the wounds on his body again. Although there were many, they were all Some skin injuries were not serious.

He turned to look at Mihawk again. This guy was also covered in scars. He was leaning on the ground with a knife, bending over and breathing heavily.

When he saw Geer looking at him inquiringly, Mihawk looked at him. Ke spread his hands and shook his head, indicating that he was also a little confused.

"What's wrong? Weibull, where are you hurt? Tell my brother."

Facing his brother's inquiry, Weibull pouted and said nothing. He was holding back tears in his eyes and looked aggrieved. He looked like a child who lost a fight and felt too embarrassed to complain to his parents.

Geer was a little helpless. Touching his forehead

"You're not hurt either. Why are you crying?"

After waiting for a long time, Weibull couldn't hold back his tears and cried:

"Brother, he broke my knife! My knife! Woohoo!"

Having always focused on Weibull, Geer discovered that the counterfeit Cong Yunqi sword next to Weibull had a section broken.

This counterfeit sword was just a fake, and it was not even a fast knife.

It's difficult for it to be able to fight against the supreme sharp sword for so long.

If Weibull hadn't been rigorously trained by Geer on a desert island, this sword might not have been able to withstand the sword in one round.

Tomb, I don’t know if there is a sword tomb.

If there is a sword tomb, if it goes there, it can brag about his achievements with other colleagues for the rest of his life - he fought with the supreme sword with all his strength for a day and a night before dying heroically.

It is simply the highlight of his career.

Being able to cut off Weibull's weapon-covered sword, it seemed that Hawkeye's armed-color dominance had gone a step further in this battle.

It was the first time that Gale experienced the feeling of being ripped off, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The taste.

Turned his head and said to Mihawk who was still adjusting his breath.

"This battle ends here! It was you who defeated Hawkeye"

"No, we didn't decide the winner. If Weibull had a weapon of the same level as mine, I would have exhausted my energy first in this battle, so strictly speaking, I should have lost.

Mihawk replied coldly.

"Don’t you swordsmen all regard their swords as part of themselves? That doesn’t count as external force. If the weapon is inferior, you will lose."

"Even so, it was not a fair fight after all."

This kind of person who accepts death is too lazy to continue arguing with him. He always feels that he has lost money this time. Now when he sees Hawkeye's poker face, he just feels heartbroken.

"Well, in this case, let’s call this a draw. You can go to the boat to change clothes and take care of your injuries. Then we’ll have a banquet together in the evening."

Mihawk said no more, nodded to express his acceptance of the proposal, put away the knife and walked towards the ship on his own.

"Captain, Captain, how's Brother Weibull doing?"

At this time, Moria flew over with Akin and Biya, and Feite and Senior were running behind. They had also heard Weibull's cry just now, and their hearts were beating so nervously as they ran. It reached their throats, and now it was finally confirmed that the problem was not serious but that the weapon was broken, and several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Senior took out a pack of Hua brand cigarettes. After being nervous for a long time, he needed to smoke a cigarette to calm down. This cigarette was. The captain gave it to me and it tasted great. He ordered one for Fit first and then ordered one for himself. The two of them stood next to each other and puffed away, with faces full of relaxation and enjoyment.

"Weibull, don't cry, as long as everything is fine, Brother Weapon will help you get a better one!"

"Really? elder brother"

"nonsense! When did my brother lie to you? It's just a weapon. Come and have some sweets to make yourself happy. Don't cry anymore."

Ger said and threw a meatball into Weibull's mouth.

This evenly matched battle has ended, and the purpose of Weibull gaining combat experience during training has been achieved, so there is no need to continue hiding it. , Geer immediately stopped talking about martial ethics.

Watching Weibull swallow the balls of [Top Armed Color], Geer licked his lips with envy. This is a top ability that is coveted by countless people.

"Brother, I can’t get enough of this little candy! After fighting all day and night, I have missed 6 meals. I am so hungry."

Weibull clasped his fingers and counted carefully.

Geer was speechless.

Damn it! You are born in the midst of blessings and don't know how blessed you are. Do you know how precious this candy is? And why isn't it 3 meals a day? How did you count

6 meals?

Forget it! Don't be serious with children.

Looking at this bratty brother who got the advantage, Geer just felt a headache.

Although Weibull was still young and his body had not yet reached its peak, his basic attributes and combat experience might have affected him. It is still a little weak, but the overall strength is definitely close to the general level. Although Weibull does not have the Overlord color yet, Geer still thinks that Weibull should be able to awaken the Overlord color in the future. After all, Whitebeard's Overlord color is not weak.

With the help of the system, in another year or two, Weibull's strength will definitely break through to a general and above. A teenage general? Roger cried when he heard this. He really has cultivated a terrifying monster!

Hahahaha!

Geer couldn't help laughing.

"Family, there’s a party tonight! Tell me what you want to eat? You will definitely enjoy your meal today!!!"

"Oops! Meat! I want to eat a lot of delicious meat!"

"Great! Captain, I want a barbecue!! Speaking of eating, Weibull instantly came to life, and Biya also clapped her hands. They both voted for barbecue at the same time!

Chef Fit rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was ready to show off his skills.

"Hehehehe, barbecue and beer, you can drink it all night! Very good advice!"

Molia wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and smiled sinisterly. It felt like a demon talking about how delicious human flesh is. It scared Ajin and took two steps back.

He looked around. It’s his own family. Geer didn’t waste any time and opened the system mall directly.

"Son, son, open the weapons page of the mall."

【Ding!】

【Please select weapon type, shape, size, and level. 】

The type selection includes: knife, gun, sword, halberd, axe, ax, hook, whip, mace, hammer, sword, stick, spear, spear, etc. When it is broken down, there are more than eighteen kinds of weapons, as well as bows and arrows, etc. Hidden weapons, guns, artillery and other long-range weapons made Geer dizzy.

After choosing a knife, various subdivisions of various knives appear: Huanshou knife, Tang knife, butterfly knife, nine-ring sword, machete, saber, Yanyue knife... After selecting the type, shape, size, the last step is the grade:

【Quick Knife Level]: 100,000 Baileys

【Good Knife Level]: 1 million Baileys

【Great Knife Level]: 100 million Baileys

【The Supreme Knife: 1 billion Baileys

【Artifact]: 10 billion Beli

"This is? Is there anything higher than the Supreme Knife? A bit awesome"

【Ding: Coming from the mysterious and ancient China, with superb weapon forging technology]

Geer thinks about it. In terms of weapons, China has countless magical weapons. How can this world compare to them?

The artifact can only be viewed in admiration at the moment. In fact, it stands to reason that a fast knife is enough to be used, but he just made a fortune from the Dover brothers not long ago, and Geer feels that there is no need to miss out on such a thing if he has the financial strength.

Voldy Mogel came online and immediately decided to do it in one step!

【Ding! Successful payment of 1 billion beli!】

【Obtain the Qinglong Yanyue Sword (Level: Supreme Fast Sword)! Upgradeable】

"ah! What's this?"

Seeing Geer create something out of thin air for the first time, Akin was so shocked that he was speechless.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing sound like a dragon's roar seemed to come from the depths of everyone's minds, hitting their souls directly. A huge green dragon phantom was seen hovering in the air, and finally turned into a ray of light and condensed in front of Geer.

When the light came, Dispersed.

A 10-meter-long Yanyue knife appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

The blade alone was more than 3 meters long. The blade was inlaid with a pattern of a dragon swallowing the moon.

The dragon's mouth was located above the handle, facing the blade. It has an exquisite swimming dragon, and the embossed black dragon scales on the handle are both beautiful and can increase the friction of holding the knife. The sharp blade glows with a faint red light.

Geer looked at the information that popped up:

(Qinglong Yanyue Knife, Also known as the cold saw, it weighs a thousand kilograms. It is said that the best blacksmith in the world forged this sword on a full moon night. When it was about to be completed, suddenly a storm surged, and there were green dragons fighting in the sky, dripping blood, and it was built with dragon blood. The sword has earned the name"Qinglong Yanyue Sword")

【Attack increased by 100%; special attribute: damage to Qinglong increased by 200%]

Geer looked at the Qinglong Yanyue Sword suspended in front of his eyes, like a beautiful piece of art, it still looked familiar in his memory, and its appearance was several times better than Cong Yunqiu. Street, it’s just that the special attributes of this last row are too targeted.

I don’t know if Teacher Kai still wants to die, I really want to help him.

"Hehehehe! Can a weapon of this level be easily taken out? No matter how many times I watch it, I still find it incredible!"

Moriah said, turning his head to look at the long knife hanging on his waist, and secretly made up his mind. In the next battle, he must find an opportunity to let the enemy cut off his knife.

Weapons are more powerful than bare hands. Geer was very satisfied with the direct doubling. I wonder how exaggerated the increase of the artifact must be?

"system! How to upgrade weapons?"

【Ding, it currently costs 9 billion Baileys to upgrade the Qinglong Yanyue Sword (Supreme Fast Sword) to (artifact): 100% probability of success! Spend 8 billion beli: 90% probability of success!...Spend 1 billion beli: 20% probability of success, (note: if the upgrade fails, the weapon has a 50% probability of being downgraded, and a 25% probability of being broken!)]

It must be said that the system knows how to do the krypton gold business of weapon enhancement, Geer hurried Close the page or you will be defrauded and your hands will be chopped off.

"Bang!"

Geer was about to reach out and touch it. Unexpectedly, when the system interface clicked, the Yanyue Knife instantly lost the power of suspension. The heavy sword hit the ground directly. The huge sound shocked several people. Gere felt very happy in his heart. Fortunately, he could shrink his legs quickly, otherwise they would be in pieces.

Looking at the machete that was only ten meters away, Geer felt that there was no need to take action himself.

"Hey, Weibull, this knife is given to you. It is the supreme sharp sword Qinglong. From now on, when eating, sleeping and playing Doudou, you must keep covering the weapon with the armed color and strive to turn it into a black knife as soon as possible."

"Okay brother, hey hey hey."

Weibull had already rushed up at this time. He grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword on the ground, weighed it, and felt that the weight was appropriate. He couldn't wait to swing it and slashed a few times.

"Hoo, ho!"

The force of Weibull's swing of the knife stirred up the sand and transformed into tornadoes that roared away in all directions. Seeing this, Geer quickly shouted to stop.

After being spanked a few times, Weibull stopped and stood aside with the weapon in hand. Smirking, he stroked the exquisite patterns carved on the blade over and over, grinning from ear to ear, like a child who couldn't wait to play with his favorite new toy. Even his hunger was temporarily put aside by Weibull. back of head

"Let's go back."

After Geer finished speaking, he didn't care about Weibull who was still cheerful, and walked back with everyone.

Back on the ship, Geer started shopping again and bought a lot of ingredients from the system store.

How can barbecue be complete without beef? I don’t know what Coles, Oblak, Angus, or Wagyu beef is, so buy them all! The beef alone cost Ger nearly five million beli.

Looking at the mountains of various ingredients in front of him, Chef Fit's eyes shone, and he excitedly rolled up his sleeves and got ready to start working. Biya and Ajin were also sensible and hurried over to help. Senior and Moria cooperated. A huge grill was set up for roasting whole beef.

And Captain Geer once again acted as the hands-off shopkeeper, swaying in the rocking chair and fell asleep.

Mihawk, who had returned to the ship earlier, had already simply taken care of his injuries. The numerous wounds on his body looked a bit scary, but they were actually minor injuries. For those with strange physiques, they could recover after eating well and sleeping.

Mihawk looked in the mirror and raised the corners of his mouth, satisfied that there was no wound on Shuai's face.

He took a comfortable hot bath on Geer's boat, and put on a new set of clothes that were exactly the same as before. It was completely unrecognizable that he was a man who had been fighting for a day and a night. This battle made his strength stagnant for a long time. With a little improvement, Mihawk still felt physically and mentally happy even though he was a little tired at the moment.

However, when he walked out of the cabin and saw Weibull happily walking over with a brand new sword, Mihawk was not in such a happy mood.

Mihawk's falcon-like pupils shrank, and he could clearly feel that Weibull's aura was much stronger than before!

Did this guy deliberately retain his strength during the battle with himself?

If you want to hide your strength, why are you now unabashedly releasing your momentum?

Why do you use an ordinary broadsword to fight me when there are better weapons?

Are you looking down on me? Am I, Mihawk, unworthy?

Mihawk instantly had a hundred thousand reasons in his mind, a trace of doubt appeared on his paralyzed face, and then a surge of anger surged into his heart.

"Hey, Weibull!!"

Hearing someone calling him, Weibull slowly raised his head

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