His eyes were full of deep meaning, that palm seemed to have no effect on him, it was neither painful nor itchy.

This is the first time this happened. This person is not a devil fruit capable user, and he didn't dodge it. He took a slap directly, and nothing happened.

Xiong was more dignified, not daring to be careless.

"Little devil, you are very kind if you dare to confront the old man head-on."

Xiong Jing looked at him without speaking.

Concentrated, never leaving his body, this is an overwhelming battle, this kind of battle is the best exercise for himself.

Xiong cherished this battle very much, even if he failed or was disabled, he would not blink.

"It seems that you are determined to fight the old man to the end. Yes, your courage is commendable."

The atmosphere became depressing.

The two looked at each other and moved at the same time. They leaped into the air and struck with their fists. After one punch, the two separated, landed, and appeared teleported.

Cap shaved to the back of the bear and punched him backhand.

The bear turned and folded his hands, palms aligned with his fists, unharmed.

"Lan feet."

A ray of light shot out from the foot, one of the six naval styles, Lan foot.

Garp raised his foot, turned it at a [-]-degree angle, and covered it with a jet-black domineering air. When Lan reached his foot, it didn't work.

He sneered, and with another fist, bombarded the bear's head.

One punch, hit directly.

"boom."

The bear's body, gliding out, made a deep trail, he stopped, Karp appeared above him, and fell down.

"not good."

Xiong is a vicious dog eating shit, turned over, turned around, and the pressure cannon in the palm of his hand slammed out, one palm, two palms, three palms.

With dust in front of his eyes, he quickly stood up, focused and stared at his surroundings.

In the dust, Garp's figure flew out, his fists were strong, and he fell down.

Xiong raised his hand and bounced against his fist. The meat ball fruit ability was activated, but the fist didn't show any effect.

Cap landed, smiling all over his face.

"Meat ball fruit ability user, bounce the attack?"

Garp groaned, this person's strength is not bad, but the fruit ability makes him a little uncomfortable, fists, weapons are useless in front of him.

Moreover, this person is very proficient in the sixth form of the navy, more proficient than most lieutenant generals, which is difficult to handle.

A pirate, the Sixth Form of the Navy is more proficient than their systematically trained men, isn't this a slap in the face?

"Navy six-style training is good, kid."

"Ha ha."

In Garp's eyes, everyone is a brat.

"How about it, are you interested in coming under the old man's command?"

"No need." This Garp didn't play cards according to common sense, it was scary.

Isn't it true, I killed so many of you, but you invited me, there must be a fraud in it.

Although Garp's personality would not do this kind of thing, but the relationship between the people in the navy is complicated, and it is inevitable that someone will attack him.

"That's a pity. A good seedling just disappeared."

Xiong was a matter of the navy back then, few people knew about it, and he was one of them.

Seeing that Xiong used to be a navy, he shook his head. What happened back then, he felt that those people did too much and forced away a good seedling. Now, regret it.

Chapter 160 VII Surrounded by Thousands of People, I Still Walk

Sighing is useless, only fighting.

Garp appreciates Xiong very much, but unfortunately he is not his subordinate and cannot be redeemed. This man has a deep killing intent for the navy, and his heart can be seen from his eyes.

Killing without blinking an eye, especially for the navy, will not hold back.

Bear was also staring at Garp, the two of them didn't move, he was nervous and worried.

coming.

With a thud in his heart, Garp struck like lightning, his fists were pitch black, his aura soared, passing by the bear's ear, it was like a thunderstorm, and the mountains fell and the ground cracked.

"Boom."

The bear met his fist, the hard bone, and made a rubbing sound. The bear raised his other hand, aimed at Garp's chest, and attacked with a bang.

"drink."

"Hee hee, brat, you're still a little tender." Karp grabbed his fist with his palm and squeezed it hard. Xiong felt his body take off, and his legs bounced and kicked in the air, one of the six navy styles - shaving.

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