Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

Charlotte Katakuri is not the only one feeling dejected and powerless.

At the same time.

Similar scenes are constantly being played out on the battlefield.

Like Charlotte Katakuri, there are many pirates who were defeated by the admirals of the navy.

such as.

The captain of the First Division of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Marco.

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama!"

Borsalino held his hands crossed in front of him.

shhhhhh

As a brilliant golden light bloomed in his hands, golden laser bullets like a rainstorm and a violent wind suddenly shot out and enveloped Marco.

Just as Marco was ready to fight back, he found that none of the oncoming laser rain hit him, but all of them hovered in the air after breaking through the air to the surroundings.

Followed by.

The light bullets in the sky transformed into glowing clones that looked exactly like Borsalino.

"It's the same trick all the time."

"Are you out of tricks?"

"Kizaru."

Marco has been fighting the general alone until now. Although he looks unscathed, his breathing has become very heavy and he is gasping for breath. However, he still has a disdainful tone:

"You should know better."

"Such a trick has no effect on me."

This is the confidence of the mythical beast Phoenix form.

It does not have the natural control of the Azure Dragon form, nor the overwhelming impact of the Great Buddha form, nor the imagination of the Nika form.

Offense is not possible.

The defense is not good.

The ability is also very single.

However, it is this seemingly single ability that allows Marco to rely on the blue flame of the phoenix to fight with any general without suffering any harm.

Since the fight with Borsalino, he has lost count of how many laser beams, light-speed kicks and Ame-no-Kurosaku swords he has been hit by, and even several sets of Yasakani no Magatama, but he is still standing firm and unscathed.

"Your breathing is disordered."

Under normal circumstances, Borsalino would have said something sarcastic, such as saying that Marco was scary, but this time he did not do so. Instead, he showed a rare serious expression.

"..."

Marco's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, but his heart suddenly tightened.

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

The Phoenix's Blue Flame does have a super regenerative ability, but all of this is based on the consumption of physical energy.

His heavy breathing meant that his physical strength was beginning to fail.

If he was fighting with other people, it would be fine, he could just fight and recover at the same time, but the problem was that his opponent was the admiral of the navy.

Moreover, Kizaru is one of the top admirals in the history of the navy.

"Sakaski is almost done."

"Kuzan is almost there."

"It's about time for you to prepare for defeat."

Borsalino was floating in the air, his eyes flashing red, and he could clearly sense the battle situation on Sakaski and Kuzan's side. At the same time, he looked at Marco as if he was looking at a dying man.

"You shouldn't talk like a winner like that. Wait until you defeat me before you tell me!"

Marco secretly adjusted his breathing, seizing every minute to restore his strength and dominance.

"as you wish."

As soon as Borsalino finished speaking, he gently raised his right hand, and fifty light clones stood in the void, forming a cylindrical formation from all directions, trapping Marco in an encirclement.

As he raised his right hand, all the light clones also raised their arms.

"Is it coming?"

Marco expressed disdain, but when he saw the actions of the light clone, he was still extremely alert.

It is impossible for these light clones to defeat him, but if each of them holds a sword of Ame no Murasakibara and rushes forward at once, it will greatly deplete his physical strength.

however.

Just when Marco thought that the many light clones in front of him would attack again with the sword of Ame Murasakibara in hand as before, he found that all the light clones did not reveal the sword of Ame Murasakibara, but raised their arms and stretched out their index fingers at the same time, pointing at Marco from all directions.

“This action.”

"Could it be?"

"But how is it possible? Aren't these clones only able to use the Kusanagi sword?"

Marco noticed the actions of the light clones, his expression changed immediately, and his heart was in turmoil.

At this moment, he realized that he might have been deceived by Borsalino.

In other words, we have fallen into a misunderstanding.

"Let me guess."

"You must be wondering, isn't my light clone only able to use the Kusanagi sword?"

"Hehehe."

Borsalino looked at Marco's expression and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly:

"To be honest, I really like your fighting style."

"Deliberately create a false impression to make the opponent have a preconceived idea and have a wrong perception."

“Then, the final word.”

Done.

He raised his right hand in the air and waved it gently.

The light clones that surrounded Marco all had a cross-shaped halo blooming from the tips of their outstretched index fingers.

then.

shhhhhhhh

Accompanied by waves of dense and rain-like sounds of breaking through the air, overwhelming laser beams bombarded Marco from all directions.

The domineering perception of observation Haki that can foresee the future, plus the laser beams that fill the sky and the sea.

Marco had no way to dodge, he could only ignite the blue flame of the phoenix, rely on the power of regeneration, withstand the laser rain like a storm, and randomly choose a direction to break through.

He already understood that every time Borsalino used his light clone, he deliberately let it use the Ame-no-Kume sword, firstly to consume his own physical strength, and secondly to make him fall into a misunderstanding.

It is believed that the light clone can only use the Murasakibara sword and cannot use the abilities of other flash fruits.

just now.

His physical strength had dropped to a critical point. Facing the light clones with their fangs bared, Marco knew very well that if he didn't break out of the fire circle of these light clones, he would be exhausted by the countless laser beams and the Blue Flame would never be ignited again.

"Fortunately."

"Even if these clones can use Kizaru's moves, their power is far less than Kizaru himself."

"Just rush out."

Marco was carrying the laser rain, and after his body was riddled with holes from the golden lasers, he finally rushed to a light clone. Without thinking, he raised his foot and kicked hard, surrounded by the armed color domineering, straight to the chest of the light clone.

"Crane Claw!"

Available in the next second.

咻

The light clone suddenly moved to make way, and then a figure that looked exactly like the clone, but whose aura was a hundred times more powerful, replaced the light clone's position.

"Where you go from, there you go back to."

Borsalino flashed at the speed of light, replacing the light clone's position, and then launched a powerful light-speed kick that was ready to go, intercepting Marco's crane claw.

The powerful force of his kicks immediately pushed Marco back and sent him back to the encirclement of the light clones.

then.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh

A rain of lasers that covered the sky poured down and hit Marco, who flew back to his original position, creating dozens of holes in his body.

"damn it!"

Marco was breathing heavily, ignoring the wounds on his body. Without waiting for his retreating body to stabilize, he turned in mid-air and used the force to fly in another direction.

At this moment, he knew Borsalino's tactics.

He used light clones to form an encirclement and hit with laser beams. As for the real body, Borsalino just supported from the side and did not give himself a chance to break out.

"I should have warned you."

“I am still here!”

"Margao."

Borsalino glanced at Marco who was flying high like an arrow from a bow towards the other side. He shook his head, then rubbed the Eight-foot Mirror with both hands, and after several turns in the void, he arrived at the breakout point chosen by Marco first.

The light clone guarding there also gave up his position immediately.

Followed by.

砰

There was a loud bang like thunder.

Marco used his wings as a shield, holding them in front of him. Then he was kicked at the speed of light by Borsalino, who arrived earlier, and kicked him back into the encirclement of the light clones.

shhhhhhhh

Before he could steady himself, dozens of laser beams shot towards him and passed through his body.

The laser beams of the light clones are indeed far inferior to Borsalino in terms of attack power, but they are outnumbered.

Moreover, no matter how inferior it is to the original body, the power of the laser beam is still stronger than that of the future pacifist.

Just for mortal bodies.

As long as it is a laser beam that can penetrate the human body, there is actually not much difference whether it is used by the light clone or by Borsalino.

It's like a rifle bullet and a sniper bullet. In terms of power, the latter is definitely more powerful, but when it hits a person, the result is almost the same.

It's all just death.

And Marco obviously does not have the physical defense to withstand lasers.

Once his physical strength is exhausted, the blue flame of the Phoenix will be extinguished, and his armament domineering power is insufficient. Whether he is pierced through the body by the laser beam of the light clone or by the laser beam of Borsalino, it will be equally fatal to him.

bang bang bang bang bang

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh

Over the next minute, Marco continued to break through, trying every method he could think of and using every means he could.

But the result of his desperate fight was that he was chopped by Borsalino who was there to support him, or kicked at the speed of light, and was sent back the same way again and again.

then.

Waiting for him were laser beams released by fifty light clones.

In just one minute, he was pierced through the body by at least a thousand laser beams.

During this process, the area covered by the blue flame on Marco's body became smaller and smaller.

At first, it spread all over the body, like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

When hit by laser beam, it recovers instantly.

In just thirty seconds, Qing Yan could only cover part of the wound and body, and the holes left by the laser beams had their repair speed greatly reduced, and could not even keep up with the destructive speed of the light clone.

When the time reached sixty seconds, the fifty light clones once again launched a concentrated attack with laser beams.

shhhhhhhh

puff puff puff

The sound of the laser breaking through the air and the sound of the laser penetrating the flesh sounded almost simultaneously.

"Yellow...Ape!"

Marco gritted his teeth and glared at Borsalino, who kept breaking through, dragging his body, which was pierced by the laser beam and looked like a rag, and froze in mid-air.

Before, he had endured countless heavy blows from the navy admiral, but he recovered in an instant, without leaving any wounds or even a trace of blood.

But now.

There were more than thirty holes all over his body, not a single one of them could heal, and they were all bleeding profusely.

As for the green flame that had been burning fiercely, it was completely extinguished.

Not even a spark could be lit.

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama!"

Borsalino and Marco looked at each other, their eyes behind their sunglasses showing no sign of fluctuation.

He took back all his light clones and released the Yasakani no Magatama himself, raining down a hail of laser bullets that completely submerged Marco, who was unable to break out and whose physical strength was at the limit.

"Goodbye, Phoenix."

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