Kaido: My son has the qualifications of One Piece

"Hmph, nonsense is rare!"

"I, Jesus, don't need your mercy."

"Lao Tzu... His skills are not as good as others, so I have nothing to say."

Jesus Bu's remaining left arm tightly held the sniper rifle:

"If you can be more accurate...or if you are more domineering in your armor, Flame Calamity...even if you are the legendary Lunaria clan, you will never be better than me, Jesus Bu."

His cloudy and dim eyes revealed a deep sense of annoyance, resentment, despair and pain.

Although he only lost one arm, his former high spirits were long gone.

For a sniper.

Losing one right hand is equivalent to losing everything.

Unlike the red-haired Shanks, who lost his proud left-handed sword, he can practice back to his right-handed sword.

After all, he is the king of domineering, not the king of swordsmanship.

Whether it is a left-handed sword or a right-handed sword, it is just a way to use domineering.

"Unfortunately, the great route has everything, except if."

Jhin pushed back his rain-drenched hair.

This time, he wasn't wearing a mask.

This is also true.

Jesus Bu recognized him as a Lunaria tribe at a glance.

In the past, he might have cared a lot, and even tried his best to silence Jesus.

But at this time, facing more and more red-haired pirates who recognized his identity, his expression and heart were surprisingly calm.

"Hahahaha, you're right... the great route has everything, but there are no ifs."

Jesus Bu looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was full of desolation and depression.

"You won, Flame Calamity!"

After a long laugh, he raised the sniper rifle with his remaining left hand and pointed it at Jhin.

Obviously, losing his arm and the throne of the world's strongest sniper, he has already started to die.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

Use this crippled body to severely injure Yan Calamity, so that it cannot be used as a weight to determine the outcome of the war.

"Actually, you didn't lose to me, you lost to Zhenjun."

Killing intent flashed in Yan Zhujin's eyes, and he raised the long knife with his right hand.

"Yang Jian? What do you mean by that?"

Jesus Bu was taken aback for a moment, then roared.

Not only him, everyone present looked at Yang Jian for no reason.

"Before you shoot, Zhenjun already knew in advance that the bullet in your gun hit my heart!"

As soon as Jin said this, some members of the red-haired group were still confused, while others were shocked.

"Natural top-notch color!"

"Spiritual speech to all things!"

For example, after losing an arm, Jesus Bu, who lost the throne of the world's strongest sniper, or the red-haired Shanks who has been fighting fiercely with Yang Jian, the two exclaimed in unison, almost in tandem.

As the first-class big pirate and king of the new world.

They all know very well that although knowledge-colored arrogance can be strengthened through acquired practice, and even reach the point of predicting the future, the highest level of knowledge-colored arrogance is innate like domineering-colored arrogance and cannot be obtained through cultivation.

The rarity is far above the domineering color of the overlord.

Even, to some extent, it is even rarer than the number of the Four Emperors.

"Red hair!"

"Jesus cloth!"

But just when the red-haired Shanks and Jesus Bu cried out in surprise, Ben Beckman's anxious voice suddenly came.

"Sable self-respecting emperor!"

At the same time, Jhin, who had been telling Jesus the ins and outs of the battle, gave him the final dignity, bursting out with a cold killing intent visible to the naked eye.

Taking advantage of the moment when Jesus Bu was briefly shocked, his head in human-beast form was pulled back like a slingshot.

Immediately, the neck loosened, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye was blocked in midair.

Immediately afterwards, a shock wave mixed with armed domineering, like a destructive laser, instantly crossed the distance between the two, and then ruthlessly pierced into the heart of Jesus Bu.

"You... Jhin!"

Jesus Bu's eyes were wide open, and his face was ashen.

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A blood arrow sprayed upwards, dyeing the cracked deck a dazzling scarlet.

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He clutched his bloody chest, stepped back a few steps with both feet, and then sat down on the deck limply.

Soon, he didn't even have the strength to put his hand to his chest and instinctively tried to stop the bleeding. He shrugged his left hand to the ground, and then his angry and remorseful eyes scraped hard at Jhin, and his body turned over along the deck, rolling all the way down to the rough sea.

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Watching the water splash, the bright red blood quickly dyed the sea red.

"Jesus cloth!"

At this time, the participating red-haired pirates had just reacted, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of horror looking at Jesus cloth whose left chest was pierced by Jhin and fell into the sea.

"asshole!"

"Fire disaster!"

"You bastard actually killed Jesus Bu!"

Hysterical roars filled the sea level.

It even overshadowed the rumble of thunder and the clatter of heavy rain.

"How could this be?"

"Jesus Bu, how could you die!"

"Didn't you always boast that you are the strongest sniper in the world? In front of your knowledge and arrogance, no one can escape your perception?"

Lagi Lu's eyes were red, and under the stimulation of intense shock, anger, and pain, his facial features twisted into a ball on the spot.

Even if you see it with your own eyes.

He still couldn't believe it, let alone accept that the third leader of the red-haired group who had been with him day and night for more than ten years died so tragically in front of him.