Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

"Mr. Zefa"

Vlad flapped his wings heavily on his back, with a fearless and wanton smile on his face. In an instant, a strong storm arose, and everything around him was swept away in an instant. When he looked again, his figure had disappeared.

"Take the call"

Vlad swung his fist, wildly, and swung his huge fist mercilessly towards the enemy in front of him, without holding back or hesitating.

The fist wrapped with platinum flames was much more powerful than before. The difficulty of having a direct confrontation with Zefa finally disappeared after using the flames.

"little devil"

Zefa waved his huge mechanical arm and roared: "Don't be too arrogant."

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The two men were fighting, blocking everything, fighting fiercely at high altitudes with all their lives. There was no extra thinking, no extra time to think about how to fight. They only attacked and kept throwing punches. keep attacking

No matter how much you say, it's useless. Only fighting can determine the outcome between men. Only fists can determine the outcome.

Zefa's fists are very heavy, and his armed color and Haki have been cultivated to the point of perfection for a long time. Vlad is still a little too green in front of him, and his Haki's cultivation is still far behind, whether it is armed color or knowledge. The appearance is the same, he is worthy of being a man who once served as a general, and he has no shortcomings in his strength.

But Vlad is not invincible. He is not weak either. If he can't match his domineering power, then he has to rely on his body and ability. In this regard, the seventy-year-old Zefa can't compare to the young and powerful Vlad. , not to mention that Vlad also has the Fire Dragon Fruit as a foundation. The strength and resistance to blows in the dragon form are far beyond ordinary people.

"Uhahahaha"

"Powerless, powerless, powerless, powerless"

"Mr. Zefa, your fist,"

“It’s too weightless.”

Vlad received Zefa's punch forcefully, and the huge fist hardened by domineering power hit Vlad directly in the face. Although he spoke arrogantly, in fact Vlad's face was somewhat deformed by this blow. , my mind was even more roaring, a little blank.

However, although he suffered a heavy blow, at the same time, opportunities also came.

"Woo ha ha"

Platinum flames were burning on Vlad's thick right leg, and dark domineering energy covered the dragon scales.

"This move is called"

"Dragon Fist Shattered"

"boom"

The air let out an overwhelming scream, and Vlad's right leg was like a pillar, tearing through the air and hitting Zefa heavily on the stomach.

"puff"

The dull sound spread, and the clothes behind Zefa exploded, and a ripple spread.

"boom"

"vomit"

Zefa's face turned pale for a moment, and an uncontrollable mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Then, under the influence of Vlad's huge power, he was directly knocked away.

"huhuhuhu"

Vlad, who was left on the spot, was unable to pursue him. He stopped there with a dazed look in his eyes and gasped for breath. Zefa's punch just now was not fun to watch. It was as hard as the Sea Tower Stone, coupled with the old man's terrifying The power hit Vlad hard in the face, and Vlad's ability to respond with a heavy blow in a clear mind was already a manifestation of Vlad's endurance.

That old man's power is really incredible, it's really terrifying.

Vlad's mind was groggy, as if there were ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping in his mind, and he shook his head hard unconsciously. It was really a heavy blow.

"boom"

"little devil"

"What a beautiful job"

A deep man's voice came from below, and with a banging sound, a man named Zefa stepped on the air and struck again. His face was still a little pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a piece of blood on his stomach. The skin was red and even peeling, and there were obvious signs of burns. It was obvious that Vlad's previous hard blow was not without effect.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this old man really 70 years old?"

Vlad had a headache: "Can't we hit him hard?"

But it makes sense to think about it. If it was really easy to defeat a strong man who was once a general, Vlad wouldn't have to be so cowardly to cause trouble in the park, and he would have gone to the new world to make trouble.

"Pfft~"

With a deep voice, the heavy mechanical arm cut through the air and smashed straight towards Vlad. Zefa's eyes were extremely serious. Obviously, Vlad had changed from a pirate brat in his heart. He became a powerful pirate who could compete with others.

"cut"

"The Big Broken"

Vlad repeated his old trick, lifting his leg and delivering a heavy whip.

"boom"

In the blink of an eye, strong winds surged and roaring sounds filled the sky.

"Wow"

With a scream, Vlad was directly blown away, and Zefa showed more power than before.

Vlad flapped his wings, maintained his body balance, and stayed in the air.

He only felt a little numb in his right leg, especially the one that was directly hit on Zefa's mechanical arm, and he almost lost consciousness. After all, Zefa's mechanical arm was made of Hailou Stone, and Zefa's domineering , the hardness is no joke.

Vlad looked at Zefa from a distance, and then realized that his condition was not very good. After this period of high-intensity fighting, Zefa also began to pant violently, and seemed to be short of breath.

"Is that so?"

Vlad murmured to himself, "Is his condition already serious at this time?"

Vlad thought.

"Mr. Zefa, it looks like your body can't hold it anymore."

Vlad laughed.

"Kid, please stop your legs from shaking when you talk big words, okay?"

Zefa responded with color.

"Mr. Zefa, although I like hand-to-hand combat, it is also very interesting to use other tricks occasionally."

Vlad said so.

"Who will make you get what you want?"

Zefa is an old man, so naturally he would not do something stupid like watching the other party open up. He stepped hard with his foot, and like a phantom, he rushed straight towards Vlad.

"Oh, sorry"

Vlad flapped his wings and turned into a red lightning, instantly distanced himself from Zefa, "It seems that I am faster."

"Not always"

"boom"

Zefa curled up his lips, raised his huge mechanical arm, and with a dull sound, a cannonball ejected.

"What's the use?"

Vlad twisted slightly, having already noticed the trajectory of the cannonball, and easily avoided the cannonball.

"call"

Vlad turned around again, and a black shadow directly crossed his cheek without any warning.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Zefa, you are dishonest."

Vlad's tone was somewhat complaining: "That was the Sea Tower Stone just now, right?"

"who knows"

Zefa didn't respond, but his face was a little gloomy.

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Vlad clasped his hands together.

"What should this move be called?"

Vlad slowly opened his hands, and a spear emitting a strong light appeared in his hand, with white-gold flames flying on it. With the appearance of the spear, the air seemed to burn all of a sudden, and the air seemed to be on fire all of a sudden. Vlad, who was far away, also felt like the hot wind was blowing on his face, and his hair seemed to be burning.

The biggest difference between the platinum flame and the previous flame is that the platinum fire gradually takes shape. Although it is not too condensed, such a thing can still be done.

Vlad raised his spear in his right hand, making a gesture of throwing a javelin, and the muscles on his right arm bulged high.

"Falling like a meteor, Mr. Zefa"

"This move is called"

The spear was released and turned into a meteor that hit Zefa.

"Meteor Gun"