Kaido: My son has the qualifications of One Piece

"Little Lord!"

"Dover!"

When Torrebol and others outside the door saw this scene, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

However, none of them dared to make any changes.

Even if they saw their king being held around the neck with a knife, they only dared to stand tremblingly at the door and waited, not even daring to take half a step across the thunder pool.

"Sir, it seems that I, Don Quixote Doflamingo, must die here today?"

Silence for a while.

Don Quixote Doflamingo seemed to have given up struggling, and lowered his right hand with a dejected expression.

The gap is too big.

It's not that he's incompetent, and it's not that he doesn't even have the courage to splatter five steps with blood.

Rather, whenever he dared to take a step, he would be the one who was splashed with blood on the spot.

Although there were only a few people in the hall except Yang Jian.

Yamato.

Fire embers.

and Drought Jack.

But the problem is that even the weakest one of these three can fight him back and forth, not to mention that it is not difficult for the other two to kill.

Facing such a lineup, he didn't even have the ability to walk up to Yang Jian.

This is the most depressing place.

"Joker, you're a smart guy, and you've always been smart."

"But whether you can walk out of this door safely today depends on whether you can continue to be smart."

Yang Jian leaned gently on the back of the chair, like an emperor who reigned over nine heavens and ten earths, condescendingly overlooking Don Quixote Doflamingo who was being escorted in front of him.

"You want me to surrender to you?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo's face revealed a look of majesty.

He is also king.

Even if he is not as good as Yang Jian, there is no reason to give in.

In particular, besides being a king, he also has another identity.

Dragon people.

Even with broken wings, he is still a world nobleman.

"Why not?"

"In order to regain the privilege, you can kill your father with your own hands, and then take his head to kneel down and beg the forgiveness of Marie Joya and the group of Celestial Dragons."

"You can kneel to them, why can't you worship me; you can beg them, why don't you please me?"

Yang Jian spread out his hands and said it as a matter of course.

"..."

Don Quixote Doflamingo's expression was cloudy, sometimes angry, sometimes surprised, sometimes terrified.

Gradually, he seemed to have noticed something, and a hint of shock appeared on his ferocious face.

"Yang Jian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo seemed to have a dry throat, and it was difficult to speak.

"Joker, is Yang Jian your name?"

Yang Jian didn't say anything yet.

But Jhin behind him heard Don Quixote Doflamingo's words, his eyes flashed coldly, and the slender blade circled Don Quixote Doflamingo's neck, pierced his leg, and nailed him to the ground.

"Humph!"

Don Quixote Doflamingo showed pain on his face, and his body shook for a while.

"True...jun, what do you want?"

Feeling the ferocious murderous aura coming from behind, he took a breath and his voice softened.

"Slay the dragon!"

Yang Jian propped his chin with one hand, and casually said two words.

But these two words are full of suffocating pressure.

The air in the entire hall suddenly sank.

"Yang Jian, you are too proud."

"Do you really know what you're talking about?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo opened his mouth in shock.

As a Tianlongren, he certainly knows what "slaying the dragon" refers to!
But soon, he realized something was wrong.

When Yang Jian uttered the word "slaying the dragon", none of the people in the hall showed surprise.

It's not like I knew it long ago, it's more like taking it for granted.

"Joker, no one stands in the sky from the beginning, whether you or me, even God, but the unbearable window period of the throne of the sky is about to end. From now on, I will stand in the sky."

Yang Jian raised a finger and stroked lightly on the armrest:
"As for you...whether you choose to go to hell first, to find out the way for your old compatriots in advance; or join the heaven, and overcome obstacles for me!"

"It's up to you."

"But there is one thing I want to tell you... I need your strength, Joker. Don't waste your talent anymore, use your ability for me!"

He said no more.

Just resting his chin with one hand, he looked with interest at Don Quixote Doflamingo, whose face turned blue and then purple.

As if he wasn't worried at all that Tian Yasha in front of him would reject him.

"What if you fail?"

After a while, Don Quixote Doflamingo suddenly spoke.

"I will not fail."

"Only the navy and pirates can fail, but I won't."

"In front of me, there is absolutely no opponent."

Yang Jian shook his head, and after every word, the majestic and domineering look of looking down on the kings was washed away like a wave.

Surrounding the main hall, the air that is invisible to the naked eye unexpectedly rippled with shocking circles.

It seems that even the atmosphere can't bear the oppression of the domineering look... surrendered.

Snapped

In addition to Yamato, Yan Calamity, and Drought Jack knelt down on one knee towards Yang Jian at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Don Quixote Doflamingo was shocked in his heart, and immediately looked around, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of doubt or worry from the eyes and faces of Jhin and Jack.

Such boldness.

Even he, who is also the king, was moved in his heart.