Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

Sakaski continued to walk towards Shanks step by step. He looked down at his right hand which showed the bones, then looked up at Mo Xingchen who was sitting on the boulder leisurely.

He could not help but clench his right fist, which was already thin in flesh and blood. A piercing pain came over him, and a strong anger rose in Sakaski's heart.

His anger was not due to anything else.

It’s because of my own incompetence!

Mo Xingchen was able to defeat Kaido without any harm, and yet he was chatting and laughing here.

But after fighting with Shanks, he suffered such injuries.

I, Sakaski, will never be inferior to anyone in my life!!!

As the rage in his heart gushed out, the boiling magma began to flow over his entire body, billowing with thick black and red smoke.

With every step forward towards Shanks, the temperature rose a little, but when passing the boulder where Mo Xingchen and Garp were sitting,

I accidentally glanced at that damn coconut, and the momentum I had accumulated with great difficulty was shaken.

Sakaski quickly shifted his gaze. Now was not the time to think about these messy things.

Everything had to wait until the battle was over, so Sakaski looked at Shanks walking towards him again and continued forward.

Each step, each footprint, left a mark of lava, boiling on the beach.

This time, the two of them did not stop to talk, they were really angry.

As Sakaski advanced, he lowered his military cap, his eyes beneath the brim of his cap cold and sinister.

Shanks untied the cloak behind him. Because of his domineering aura, the strands of hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind. He looked at Akainu with a disdainful and fierce look.

The two figures rushed towards each other at the same time, with a determination of either you die or I die, and fought each other.

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Swords were flying everywhere, magma was exploding, domineering spirits were exposed, blood was flying everywhere...

The collision between the domineering forces caused the entire island to vibrate, which slowly spread out, and even the sea began to stir up layers of waves.

In the eyes of the navy officers and the Red Hair Pirates, these two were like two wild beasts locked in a colosseum, bathed in blood, some of their own and some of their opponents'.

They collided madly like crazy, with waves of energy surging, just to bite each other to death!

One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours...

Everyone was shocked at first, then stunned, and finally numb.

He held his breath and watched the two men fighting fiercely in close combat, not daring to even breathe.

This level of battle is really rare to see, and it is also a situation where everyone lets go and does everything to win.

Don't retreat, because there is no way back.

Not avoiding, because I just want to kill the other party,

Onward, forward, forward,

Attack, attack, attack,

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The officers and soldiers on the warship couldn't help but sigh in admiration when they saw this scene.

"It's so horrific."

"That's it."

"The two of them are like two monsters."

"That's it."

"You say, how amazing it must be that General Tianshu can defeat another great pirate Kaido."

"That's it."

"And how powerful is Vice Admiral Garp, who has forced Roger into desperate situations many times?"

"At once....."

The lieutenant colonel, who was assigned to the Garp warship, was about to speak in agreement when he suddenly saw his colleagues around him turn around and stare at him with extremely angry eyes.

The rest of the words were stuck in his throat as he recalled how he was severely beaten up once because he said "yes".

He immediately burst into tears and said in a low voice with grievance:

"It's my fault that I don't have any culture."

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As time passed slowly, Mo Xingchen looked up at the sky. The sun had already set, and the night sky was filled with stars like a dream.

As the two people were still fighting in the middle of the field, there was a series of ping-pong sounds, and from time to time sparks flew due to the collision between the swords and domineering aura.

Mo Xingchen yawned loudly. He was a little tired of the aesthetics and said nonchalantly:

"These two have been fighting for the whole day, why hasn't it ended yet?"

Although Sakaski and Shanks were no longer the usual mindless fight, it was indeed more interesting than the previous fight between Red Count and Marshal Kong.

There will be some calculations and games involved, as well as a kind of smooth beauty of responding to each move, but not much.

"A battle between strong men of this level would take days and nights to determine the winner.

You are a heretic."

Cap took out another large bag of donuts from somewhere and answered Mo Xingchen's questions while chewing them.

Mo Xingchen rolled his eyes.

"Hey uncle, have you added all the damage from your skills to the damage to the environment?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's the kind of moves that look particularly intimidating when they're launched, with all sorts of huge noises, like mountains collapsing, the earth cracking, strong winds and tsunamis.

As a result,

Hey! He's fine! He's still alive and kicking!"

“Cough cough cough cough～～～”

Cap coughed violently, his face turned red, the veins on his neck bulged, and he slapped his chest desperately with the hand that was holding the donut. It was obvious that he heard Mo Xingchen's teasing and was choked by the donut.

After a long while, he heaved a sigh of relief, glared at Mo Xingchen and shouted:

"Come on, come on, let me punch you and see if I can kill you, you little bastard!"

"Hehehe, just a joke, just a joke."

Mo Xingchen scratched his head and begged for mercy awkwardly.

Cap snorted, ignored the jerk, and started stuffing donuts into his mouth.

When Mo Xingchen saw Karp's appearance, he suddenly thought of a scene.

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He and Sakaski returned to the Naval Headquarters with grief on their faces and stood in the Marshal's office with their heads lowered.

Sengoku: Why are there only you two bastards? Where is that old bastard Garp?

Mo Xingchen, Sakaski:......

The two didn't say anything, they just sobbed softly, with tears glistening in the corners of their eyes.

Marshal Zhan Guo was stunned at first, then seemed to understand something. He instantly flew into a rage and angrily smashed the brand new desk in front of him.

Sengoku: Who! Who killed Garp? Was it Whitebeard?

Then Mo Xingchen silently took out a box of donuts from his arms and placed it with a sad expression on the desk that was already covered with cracks.

Zhan Guo: What are you doing! It’s already this late! I won’t eat it!!!

Mo Xingchen: It was this that killed Uncle Cap!

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“Pfft~~hahahahahahahaha”

Mo Xingchen suddenly fell backwards, holding his stomach, and laughed loudly, his two feet still swinging in the air.

When Karp saw Mo Xingchen suddenly go crazy, he picked his nose with disgust.

Is this kid stupid?

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