Pirates: I am an undercover agent in the Beasts Pirates

After slashing Carlo with his sword, Cavendish slowly walked towards Wayne and Vickers, grinning in an almost terrifying arc and chuckling coldly.

"Swoosh!"

With a flash of cold light, Cavendish flashed again, and the rapier in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Wayne's eyes were stern, and with a "hum", he wrapped the armed color domineering around the blade, kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed forward.

"I want to see how fast you are!"

Wayne's sword used the most simple chopping in the navy sword technique, with great force and heavy power.

However, the next second, Wayne seemed to be hit by a gust of wind, and the sword finally fell on the floor, cutting a deep gully.

"So fast?"

Cavendish disappeared without a trace, and the next moment he appeared beside Wayne and stabbed him with a sword.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal collision suddenly sounded, and Cavendish's grinning face showed doubt.

"Can't... penetrate?"

A mechanical and indifferent voice came from Cavendish's mouth, and the Western sword in his hand stabbed the purple barrier that appeared out of thin air around Wayne.

In just a moment, Cavendish jumped to a safe place.

On the devastated floor, Wayne stood up with a serious face.

"Do I still have to use my ability?"

"I'm a little unwilling..."

Although it is easy to take down Cavendish using the fruit ability.

But how can you make progress if you rely too much on the fruit ability?

Wayne wants to improve too much, especially since he is still an undercover agent in such a dangerous place as the Beast Pirates.

Opportunities to become stronger naturally cannot be missed, and now, there is such a good opportunity.

Whoosh!

The breeze brushed across his cheeks, and Cavendish's attack came again.

Wayne simply relied on the saber in his hand to collide with his attack.

The swords collided and separated again and again in the air.

Sparks flew out, and the wind howled in the church. The strong wind pressure smashed all the tables and chairs into pieces.

Vickers blocked in front of him with his arms, his face full of disbelief. What kind of monsters are these two guys?

Cavendish relied on his ghostly speed and superb swordsmanship.

And Wayne relied purely on physical skills. For him, the weapon in his hand, whether it was a saber or a fist, didn't matter at all. It was just a medium for exerting strength.

As the battle continued, Wayne was extremely depressed.

This kid was too fast. As soon as he caught the opportunity to attack, he quickly dodged like a gust of wind.

It was like playing a game, and all the points were added on dodging.

Wayne had a lot of strength, but he couldn't hit him at all.

Buzz!

Wayne dodged and jumped away, supported himself with his hands, turned lightly on the ground, stretched his legs and feet, and kicked in all directions.

"Lan Jiao·Luan!"

How can you dodge now!

Countless slashes shot out, shooting at various locations in the church without distinction, cutting the murals on the wall, the chandeliers on the ceiling, and the layout of the house.

"My church!!"

Vickers' pupils shrank, and he could no longer remain calm. He tried his best to guard in front of the coffin and cut off all the slashes that came.

And Cavendish's figure turned and moved rapidly in the air. In countless slash waves, he was like a gust of wind, cleverly avoiding those attacks that would cut large cracks when touching the wall.

"This won't work! You must keep up with his speed!" Vickers shouted to Wayne.

Wayne, who stood up again, was also secretly surprised. This really didn't work.

How to keep up with his speed?

Using the "Shave" in the Six Styles, he could barely reach that speed, but how could he attack him accurately?

Should he rely on the strength of his limbs, or rely on a faster speed?

When thinking about this question, Wayne suddenly thought of the scene in the original book where Luffy fought Katakuri.

Observation Haki?

Memories flashed through his mind in an instant, like a revolving lantern.

......

In the Marineford training camp.

Senior Kizaru was called by Teacher Zefa to give a lesson on practical experience.

In a tone with a hint of vulgarity,

"Speed ​​is power. If you want to get speed, you must first see speed, not with your eyes, but with Haki, Observation Haki."

"..."

"Always capture the opponent's position, and even predict the opponent's next move, that is the advanced use of Observation Haki."

......

Senior Kizaru, I understand!

Wayne's eyes lit up. After being hit three times by Kaido last time, he did have that feeling, a feeling that could predict the opponent's next move.The feeling of action.

Now is the moment to bring that feeling to the extreme.

Swish!

The rapier attacked again, piercing Wayne's eyes, but Wayne tilted his head to one side, then flipped backwards, spun in the air, and landed steadily.

Even Vickers was stunned for a moment, "How did you dodge it?"

The swordsman's intuition told him that if he had used that move just now, he would definitely not have been able to dodge it.

Wayne chuckled, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc.

Oh, good, I can see it.

That short future.

High-level observation Haki, it's done!

"It's my turn."

Wayne moved his arm, and Cavendish seemed to feel the change in Wayne's aura. He retreated instantly, turned into a shadow and escaped into a dark corner.

However, at this moment, Wayne flashed and also turned into a shadow, following Cavendish.

Shave!

One of the six styles, using powerful explosive power to move at high speed.

"White Blade·Shooting!"

The saber thrust forward, and Cavendish could not dodge no matter how hard he tried, so he simply turned around and used the power of twisting his body to slash with a sword.

And Wayne didn't even try to dodge this time, because he had already seen through Cavendish's movements.

Whoosh!

The two of them only touched for a moment, and Wayne was like a gust of wind, instantly passing through Cavendish's body.

Cavendish leaned back, staring at the ceiling with his mouth wide open, his body trembling slightly.

The next second,

Chi! Chi! Chi!

His clothes suddenly burst open, and the delayed slashing raged like a crazy beast, and a series of extremely sharp slashes slashed across his body.

All the knife wounds on Cavendish's body were spurting blood, and finally with a "bang!", he fell heavily into a pool of blood.