Ankaido, the ancestor of pirates

Chapter 250 A Spoon (for subscription)
"Win... has the winner been decided?"

Lemon looked at Yixiao standing on the ring, and asked tremblingly, he was not sure whether the battle had been won or lost.

"How could it be so easy to tell the winner?"

Smiling and shaking his head slightly at Lemon, Barrett is a real monster, how could he be subdued by such a mere way of greeting children?
"Boom! Rumble..."

As if responding to Yixiao's words, the entire Dragon Island suddenly shook.

"earthquake?"

Clement tightly hugged the pine tree in front of him, for fear of being shaken by the shock.

"No! It's not an earthquake! Damn Barrett is really not worrying at all."

While directing his subordinates to protect the safety of the people, Jhin slightly raised his head and cursed.

"Roar!!"

I saw a terrifying monster with a height of over 1000 meters walking towards Dragon Island step by step from the sea. The previous vibrations were all caused by his walking.

"Ouch! It seems that Barrett, you are serious!"

Looking at the huge monster breaking through the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the clouds with a smile, he said helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Smile the bastard! That move from you just now hurt me to death! I'm going to crush you to pieces!"

After hearing Yi Xiao's words, the huge monster roared angrily.

"It's really surprising! The huge monster in front of me is actually Barrett! If this powerful body is bombarded with all its strength, the entire Dragon Island will probably be destroyed, right?"

Lemon looked at the huge monster with his head held high, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was terrified of death now, but as a professional host, his professionalism told him that he must comment on the game. last second.

"Disappear! Smile!"

Barrett roared and swung his fist like a mountain at Smile who was standing on the top of the ring.

"Come on, Barrett!"

While laughing and roaring, the terrifying gravitational ripples visible to the naked eye converged towards the knife in Yixiao's hand.

"Beep beep beep..."

Just when the giant's arm was about to collide with Yixiao's gravity knife, a ragged referee stood between the two, blowing his whistle.

"The rules of the competition are not allowed to carry weapons weighing more than [-] tons. Barrett's weapon has far exceeded the range of weapons allowed by the rules, so after discussion by the referee team, Barrett was declared defeated!"

The referee held a loudspeaker in his hand and yelled at Barrett.

"what?"

"Is my fruit ability considered a weapon?"

Barrett argued unconvinced.

"You can use your fruit ability, but you are not allowed to combine substances weighing more than thirty tons!"

The referee continued to speak to Barrett.

"..."

After hearing what the referee said, Barrett was silent for a while.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, the huge monster turned into countless ruins and fell into the sea with a roar.

"null!"

And Barrett jumped back into the ring alone.

"Isn't that okay? Even if you don't use the fruit ability?!"

Barrett moved his body, and then planned to stand in a ball with Yixiao again.

"Sorry! Because you activated the fruit ability just now, you have lost now!"

The referee stopped Barrett, who was about to continue shooting, and spoke solemnly.

"what?"

Barrett opened his mouth slightly, he couldn't believe what the other said.

"No way! Barrett! You don't want to disobey the rules, do you?"

With a smile, he closed his eyes, covered his mouth lightly, and snickered.

"Bastard! Of course I abide by the rules of the game!"

Barrett, who originally planned to ignore the rules of the game, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Oh! Really? Then let me say sorry first, I won the victory of this game."

With a smile, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, that guy Barrett was really fooled.

"Ang! I gave it to you. Remember that I gave you the victory in this game."

Barrett folded his arms around his chest and shouted angrily.

"Of course! I still want to thank Lord Barrett for his generosity and kindness!"

With a smile, he bowed lightly to Barrett, expressing his respect for him.

"Humph! It's good that you know!"

Barrett snorted coldly, turned around and left the arena.

"Uh... because Barrett violated the competition rules, the winner of this competition is Mr. Smile!"

At this time, Lemon, who had been rescued from the tree by the real fighters, took the microphone in his hand and loudly announced his victory with a smile.

"Let's congratulate! The second semifinalist of our Zaun Strongest Challenge was born! He is the strongest tiger in Zaun, Mr. Smile!"

Clement grabbed the pine needles from his hair to make himself look a little more decent, and then shouted loudly.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

Endless applause resounded throughout Dragon Island. All the audience who watched the game were overwhelmed by Yixiao's strength. Whether it was the terrifying hell brigade or summoning meteorites to hit people, these tricks far surpassed Beyond human imagination, it is like a natural disaster.

"Sure enough... that blind man is my great enemy!"

Mihawk quietly watched the winning smile on the screen, he was almost certain that the other party was the biggest enemy that hindered him from challenging Kaido.

"The fruit of gravity and the swordsmanship of a great swordsman! This combination really makes people... excited!"

Faced with a smile whose strength is so terrifying that mortals feel that there is no hope of victory, Mihawk has no fear in his heart, only An's endless fighting spirit.

"Eh……"

"There is a special announcement now, because the current time is [-]:[-] in the morning, so we decided to put the game originally scheduled for the afternoon in the morning, and the afternoon will be changed to a large-scale idol concert and a queen-level singer. Miss Leah's fan meeting!"

After receiving the notice from the organizer, as the host, Lemon reluctantly read according to the notice.

"That is to say... we will soon have the third round of the competition for the strongest four in Zaun! We have invited the invincible swordsman Jorakor Mihawk from a foreign country and the mysterious swordsman surrounded by mysteries , the No.1 Musashi player who is really playing at the moment!"

Lemon adjusted his mentality, and read the beginning of the third game in a cheerful tone.

"Oh?"

"It seems that this cup of coffee will come back and drink again!"

Listening to the voice from the speaker, Mihawk helplessly put the coffee cup down on the table.

"Master, you go! I will heat up your coffee for you!"

Kojiro, who came behind Mihawk at some point, bowed to Mihawk and said.

"No, I'll be back soon, and the coffee should still be warm by then."

Mihawk waved his hand at Kojiro, signaling that he would defeat his opponent soon.

"That... teacher! I have one thing I want you to help me with!"

Kojiro hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Mihawk again.

"Oh?!"

Hearing Kojiro's words, Mihawk suddenly became curious. It was the first time that his student asked him to do something like this.

"tell me the story?"

Mihawk turned around and asked Kojiro.

"That... that is... when you are fighting against Musashi, please be a little merciful!"

Kojiro bowed to Mihawk.

"Um?!"

Listening to Kojiro's words, Mihawk narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Well, I know it's a little too much to say, but I hope you can..."

Kojiro lowered his head and explained to Mihawk with a blushing face.

"Well! I see!"

Mihawk looked at Kojiro, smiled lightly, then turned around and walked towards the player aisle.

"what?!"

Kojiro stared at Mihawk going away, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Thank you Master!"

After a few seconds, Kojiro finally came to his senses, and then hurriedly bowed to Mihawk who was going away.

"Humph!"

Mihawk snorted lightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, this kid might be fascinated by Musashi.

Although there was a lot of smoke and dust that day, there was no secret at all for these masters who were far more knowledgeable than ordinary people.

"Fool!"

Musashi tidied up his mask, and when he passed by Kojiro, he left a soft sentence, and then strode towards the player passage with big strides.

Mihawk and Musashi stood on a piece of lawn one after the other. This lawn was the place where they fought today. As for the fighting arena that was originally used for fighting, it had disappeared in front of the meteorite.

"Thank you Mihawk and Musashi for coming to our arena ahead of time, although our current one is not really a ring."

"Well, since that's the case, we don't waste time anymore. The strongest challenge in Zaun, the final match of the top four, starts now!"

Lemon loudly announced the start of the game.

In an instant, the entire lawn was filled with the atmosphere of killing.

"Let's attack with all our strength! Young...youth!"

Mihawk hooked his fingers towards Musashi, but he himself did not show any fighting posture.

"call!"

"Be careful!"

Musashi reminded Mihawk slightly, and then drew out the two samurai swords on his waist.

"With your current body, can you perform the Taoyuan Ten Fist?"

Mihawk looked at Musashi's slightly stiff sword-drawing posture, and instantly noticed something, he asked.

"It's just a few minor injuries!"

Musashi knew that his physical condition was noticed by Mihawk, but he didn't give up yet.

Although the muscles on her body were seriously strained due to excessive force in yesterday's game, she will not give up easily.

"boom!"

I saw Musashi waving the two samurai swords in his hand, and slashed at Mihawk.

"Muscles are stiff! Unresponsive! Absent-minded! How can such a sword technique hit someone?!"

Facing Musashi's slash, Mihawk dodged calmly, as if he dodged by chance every time, but he was able to dodge the slash from Musashi every time.

"how come?"

Musashi looked at Mihawk who dodged his attack calmly, his eyes were full of shock.

"It seems that you don't regard swordsmanship as a part of yourself at all! Why are you wielding your sword? Facing someone like you who holds a sword in his hand but is not even a swordsman, this is just right to deal with you! "

After avoiding the attack from Musashi again, Mihawk nodded slightly at Musashi, groped his trouser pocket, and took out an object about ten centimeters from it.

On the other side, Kojiro, who was clearing the table, scratched his head in doubt: "It's strange! Where did the spoon Master used to stir the coffee go?"

"A spoon?"

Musashi looked at the items that Mihawk took out from his trouser pocket, his eyes twitched.

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