"fire punch."

A large ball of flame surged out of the huge pit.

Mud and gravel were thrown into the air along with the flames.

But it was Fujitora who was busy summoning meteorites, allowing Ace under the pit to find an opportunity.

However, the pit is hundreds of meters deep.

Even if Ace lifted up the buried soil, they wouldn't be able to get up.

"Clang, chi, chi..."

At this moment, the weapons in the hands of many navy vibrated and flew out.

The weapons converged into a torrent of steel and entered the pit.

Then, arrange them to form a staircase that extends downward.

"I, how could I die here!"

Kidd's roar came from the pit.

"Well done, Kidd."

"Well done, I'll buy you a drink when I go back, Kidd."

"Everyone, rush out quickly, don't keep Fike and Marco waiting too long."

Noisy and weak sounds continued to sound from the deep pit.

At the same time, there were also messy footsteps.

"Great, great, great..."

Marco looked at the deep pit below and kept repeating the words in his mouth.

Judging from the sounds, there are still many people alive.

"Do you still have the ability to move?"

Fujitora finally stood up on the gold nugget, holding the staff sword in his right hand again.

After pulling out most of the staff sword, Fujitora slowly pushed the sword back into its sheath.

Infinite gravity, ready to go.

"Mr. Yixiao, you have to be merciful and merciful."

Fick glanced at the falling meteorite and struck Fujitora with a slash.

Fujitora applied gravity again, and Ace and the others had no chance to escape.

The pit was pressed down for hundreds of meters. Under such gravity, it was already difficult for Ace and others to survive.

Fujitora swung his sword to block Fick's slash, frowning slightly in thought.

"I'll give you a chance."

After thinking for a moment, Fujitora nodded.

"I won't take action again. Whether you can escape or not depends entirely on your luck."

The staff and sword were sheathed, and Fujitora sat cross-legged again, folding his arms and not taking any further action.

He could sense that the people in the pit were in poor condition and had little fighting ability.

Only Fick and Marco are left who are capable of fighting.

The three meteorites in the sky alone were enough for these two people to keep busy.

Facing the Demon-Slaying Order fleet, there is still little hope of escaping.

As a general, it is enough for him to do this.

Fick had a history with him, so he still had to give him some face.

"Then, thank you Mr. Yixiao."

Fick breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked him.

Fortunately, I met Fujitora before and invited him to have fun in the casino for a few days.

"Three meteorites are still very troublesome!"

The meteorite is getting closer and closer to the ground, and the temperature has gradually increased.

The surge of air caused by the impact caused Fick's cloak to flutter.

Three meteorites were all falling towards the deep pit, and he had to stop them.

"Stripes, open."

The pinwheel-shaped markings on Fick's face lit up.

The skin all over the body turned red, the heart beat rapidly, and the body temperature rose to forty degrees.

After the stripes are turned on, Fick's physical fitness rises to a new level.

"Marco, I'm responsible for two, and the other one is up to you."

Fick said solemnly, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, ready to strike.

This was the first time he had started the stripe operation. Fick was not sure whether he could block the two meteorites.

"Yeah! It's all up to you, Fick."

Marco looked at Fick's body and nodded solemnly.

There is obviously something wrong with Fick's current state, and this is definitely a move that requires a price.

"It's interesting, and there's still some energy left! This guy is dishonest."

Hawkeye watched with a smile on his lips, very interested in Fike's condition.

When facing him, Fick didn't use his special skill of pressing the bottom of the box!

With Fick in such a state, it would probably be difficult for him to win.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa interests wins."

Brother Ming, who was among the navy crowd, had a gloomy look in his eyes.

Boy Fike is getting stronger and stronger, and his hope of revenge is getting smaller and smaller.

It seems that he still needs to keep working hard!

"This kid is so troublesome."

Ghost Spider glanced at Fick, curled his lips and cursed secretly.

Fick was okay, the battle was over and he could go back to dinner.

"Be prepared and don't let anyone get out of the pit."

Continuing to look down into the pit, Ghost Spider raised his knife and prepared to attack.

If the general doesn't take action, we can only rely on them.

The navy surrounding the edge of the pit no longer looked up to the sky, but stared closely at the steps of the pit.

"One-sword style, Kazekage, eight hundred miles."

The meteorite was less than 200 meters away from Fick, and Fick, who had been preparing for a long time, swung a knife to the side.

The breeze gathered, condensing into a slightly blurry figure.

The figure was exactly the same as Fick's, except that it was completely formed by wind, making it appear unreal.

This move is different from other Kazekage.

It is no longer an afterimage formed by fast movement, but a real shadow clone.

The wind is compressed and condensed as much as possible, and the layers of intertwined combinations can be formed.

Fick is modified based on Auntie’s Mother’s Interview with the Gun Three Thousand Miles.

Auntie's mother visits Pao Sanqianli. Due to the characteristics of its soul fruit, it has consciousness and can act independently.

As for Kazekage [-] Miles, it requires Fick's dual-purpose control.

"Ittōryu·Iai·Zhantian Fission."

Under Fike's control, Kazekage drew his sword and swung it twice in succession.

The sky was shrouded in white light, and two cyan lights suddenly appeared.

"Whirlwind, flowing water, blasting air and splitting fist."

Fick himself, however, showed the starting stance of boxing.

This action made Brother Ming below immediately become angry.

Under the attack of this boxing technique, he was in the most embarrassing situation since his debut.

Moreover, it was reported in newspapers.

Brother Ming moved his fingers and then stopped.

At this time, if he interferes with Fick, Ace and others will die.

However, nothing will happen to Fick and Marco.

Ace and others are dead, Marco will definitely die with him.

"Phoenix seal."

At the same time as Fick took action, Marco also faced a meteorite.

"Boom..."

With a flying kick, the momentum of the meteorite was stagnated.

The flames of the meteorite and the phoenix flames collided fiercely, spreading out a large sea of ​​​​fire.

"Pfft..."

The powerful impact made Marco spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The meteorite also continued to fall, pushing Marco forward.

"Ah... stop it!"

Marco spurted blood and roared, using all his strength.

The two wings also hugged the meteorite, and the whole person clung to it.

The speed of the meteorite's fall continues to slow down.

"Chick, chick."

On the other side, two meteorites were cut open by cyan light, and the wall of air hindered their momentum.

Fike swung his fists to create afterimages that struck the air.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The air shattered like a mirror, and cracks spread.

"Shocking fruit? Impossible."

Kaido, the little dragon man who rushed towards the green bull, was stunned for a moment.

He has known Whitebeard for more than 40 years and is very aware of the effect of the Zhenzhen Fruit.

"No, it's the boxing technique. The physical attack alone shattered the air."

After taking a serious look, Kaido saw the clues.

"Interesting, really interesting. The person who created this boxing technique is really a genius."

After seeing the clue, Kaido couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

The idea of ​​​​simulating the attack effect of the Shocking Fruit using boxing techniques is genius.

This boxing technique is enough to hurt him.

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