Chambord opened the fifth gear on the ground, and the yellow ape was numb

When Solon and Yamaji quarreled.

The cadres on the side of the BIGMOM pirate group still look like fools.

But when the overwhelming impact of those two berserk overlord colors came, everyone could not calm down.

This overlord is domineering, like an emperor in the world.

When these two overlord-colored domineering auras came superimposed, even those cadres felt a trace of heart palpitations.

Rumble.

An equally powerful overlord-colored domineering aura gushed out, blocking the wave of domineering.

Bang.

Three domineering auras twisted in the air, emitting a slight popping sound, and then completely dissipated.

It was as if everything that had just happened was a dream.

"Sure enough, you're very strong."

Solon grinned, and the autumn water in his hand and the three generations of ghosts were already shrouded in a strong armed color domineering.

"Well, Green Algae Head, guess the boxing decision, the winner will be able to pick the opponent, how?"

Sanji took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and gently exhaled the smoke.

"That's fine."

Solon thought for a moment and nodded.

"Rocks, scissors, cloth."

Solon inserts three generations of Oni Toru into his waist.

The two of them were in front of the BIGMOM Pirate Group cadres like this, deciding their opponents by guessing their fists.

Katakuri looked at the two, and his forehead gradually bruised.

"Don't look down on people too much, you bastards."

Katakuri roared, his wrist twisted into a glutinous rice ball, and a trident protruded directly from the glutinous rice ball.

With the trident in hand, Katakuri stabbed directly towards Solon and Yamaji.

Rumble.

A red light flashed in his eyes, and Katakuri instantly leaned back.

A black flame swept past the position where his head had just been, and he could clearly feel the high temperature on that flame and the air distortion brought by the overlord-colored domineering aura.

"Overlord color winding, and high-speed friction produces high-temperature kicks."

Katakuri's body instantly turned into a rice cake.

Looking at Yamaji, he calmly analyzed his opponent's ability in his heart.

In the scene of just briefly predicting the future, he has already seen Sanji's terrifying kicking skills.

"I won, so your opponent is me."

Yamaji put one hand in his pocket, the other hand still maintained a punching posture, and his right foot burned with black flames, so calmly looking at Katakuri on the opposite side.

On the other side, Solon still maintained a scissor posture with his right hand, with a helpless face.

"Be careful, the strength of the Straw Hats and the gang is very strong, I will drag the Blackfoot Sanji at most, and the rest will be left to you."

The bad premonition in Katakuri's heart became stronger and stronger.

But in the face of the extremely powerful Yamaji, he can only fight with all his strength.

"Horn rice cake."

Katakuri's eyes flashed red.

One hand instantly hardened, covered with a terrifying armed color domineering, and hit the air on one side.

The next moment.

Rumble.

A terrifying collision erupts.

Pitch-black lightning overflowed from the twisted collision, black flames sputtered, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased.

Bang.

Black flow waves spread, sputtering.

A hurricane passed by.

Katakuri's body was kicked straight out.

Rumble.

Katakuri's body crashed directly into a pile of rubble.

"Brother Katakuri."

Several BIGMOM's children watched this scene with some disbelief.

Absolutely perfect, absolutely invincible Katakuri, was actually kicked and flown away.

Call.

A hand stretched out from the smoke and waved it hard, like setting off a hurricane, blowing away all the smoke and dust in front of it.

"There is no overlord color winding, only armed color, and sure enough, it is still a little worse in the frontal collision."

Katakuri knelt on one knee and half kneeled, and the earth dragon plunged into the ground.

It's just that there is no frustration on his face, only absolute sanity and calmness.

The contact just now, he was to test the strength of the other party.

Kurozu Yamaji is worthy of being a man who can fight the general head-on without falling behind.

In terms of strength and speed alone, he is not weaker than himself, and he is not divided in the domineering of the armed color, and he has suffered a loss in the overlord color domineering.

Because he has not yet mastered the overlord color winding, without the overlord color winding, the gap in collision power of the same level is very large.

"But it doesn't matter much, in the future, you won't kick me once."

Katakuri stood up, his eyes extremely calm, as if he had said a fact that was about to happen.

"It's worthy of being Brother Katakuri, I know."

The members of the Charlotte family looked at Katakuri with admiration.

The man whose back never touches the ground, who is never defeated, is the most perfect existence of the Charlotte family.

Charlotte Katakuri.

The legendary existence of the Charlotte family.

It is said that when he made a sound, he did not touch his back on the ground, and in the following decades, he did not taste defeat, and he did not touch his back even when he slept.

"Oh?"

Sanji listened to Katakuri's words and smiled with interest.

Just after a brief contact attack, it was not only Katakuri who tested him, he was also testing Katakuri.

The short exchange was already able to allow him to judge.

The other party's domineering attainment has reached the level of Luffy, that is, the realm of seeing and hearing domineering legends, predicting the future.

This is also the realm that Sanji strives for.

His evolution, among the three-color domineering, the armed color and the seeing color are more strengthened, especially the latter, whether it is seeing and hearing the color perception dodge, or the range of the enemy, he is very strong.

It's just that it hasn't reached Luffy's realm of predicting the future.

Only by reaching that realm will his strength rise to a higher level than it is now.

"Then let me see, foresee the future of the domineering power."

Sanji's eyes instantly became serious.

In the dark, he had a hunch that if he could learn the essence of the other party's domineering spirit in this war, he would be able to break through the last window paper.

Truly step into the realm of predicting the future.

Katakuri and Yamaji looked at each other like that.

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared instantly.

Rumble.

A violent collision sounded.

The shockwaves of terror overflowed.

However, it was not Katakuri's fist that collided with Yamaji's kick.

Instead, it is a rice cake circle suspended in the air, and a huge rice cake fist is launched from the rice cake circle, attached to the armed color domineering.

And in terms of strength alone, it is no worse than Katakuri's own fist.

"I've seen through all of your movements."

When Sanji and Mochi fists collided, Katakuri directly raised the earth dragon in his hand, covered with rich armed color domineering, and stabbed directly towards Yamaji's abdomen.

"Empty steps."

At the moment when he was about to be stabbed, Sanji stepped on the air instantly, and a radial sonic boom exploded.

Sanji's body disappeared in an instant.

"So fast."

Katakuri couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Sanji's speed is faster than just now, worthy of being a man who can fight against the yellow ape, this speed.

"However, all your future has been seen through."

The red light in Katakuri's eyes flashed.

The next moment, Yamaji's figure instantly appeared behind him.

"Demon God Wind Feet, three-point syncopation."

Feet with black twisted flames, streaked an afterimage in the air in an instant.

Throat, chest, waist and abdomen.

Yamaji's feet are like kitchen knives, cutting precisely in three places.

However, this momentary kick was all in vain.

"There is no real feeling."

Yamaji's face changed, and his figure dissipated.

The next moment, countless rice cake arms with armed colors attached directly hit the place where he was before.

"So it is, that troublesome ability, coupled with the domineering ability to foresee the future, moved the place where I attacked in advance."

Sanji looked at Katakuri not far away. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

It can be regarded as a thorough awareness of how difficult it is to predict how domineering the future is.

It is clear that he has the upper hand in destructive power and physical skills, but he cannot hit the opponent at all.

In this way, no matter how strong the skill and destructive power, it is useless.

However, the more domineering he was in predicting the future, the more warlike Sanji became in his heart.

"Come again."

Yamaji didn't really like fighting, but at the moment, he had a feeling that he couldn't wait to fight.

Katakuri naturally would not refuse.

Sanji wants to learn from Katakuri to predict the future and be domineering, and likewise, Katakuri is also very fond of overlord color entanglement.

Whether it is ability development or physical fitness.

Katakuri has reached a limit that truly restricts him from becoming a great general and a powerhouse at the level of the Four Emperors.

It's his attack.

The waxy fruit is very practical, but it is not much in the blessing of destructive power.

Head-on, he couldn't even inflict much damage on the generals and the powerhouses of the Four Emperors level.

He is now in a situation like Marko.

Being able to rely on the strength of surpassing certain aspects of the Four Emperors, as well as the strong basic quality close to the level of generals, can steadily drag down the Four Emperors and the level of generals.

But it was only a drag, and it could not cause obvious injuries to them.

And the overlord color entanglement is a final puzzle piece to make up for his attack power.

"Glutinous potatoes."

A red light flashed in his eyes, behind Katakuri.

Countless suspended rice cake balls appeared in an instant, and from the rice cake balls extended one after another hard rice cakes.

Like countless flexible arms, with a powerful armed color domineering aura attached, it shot towards the direction of Yamaji.

These rice cake fists can easily crack the hard ground.

Moreover, under Katakuri's domineering appearance, every fist can accurately capture Sanji's figure.

Yamaji could only dodge by constantly accelerating, and if he really couldn't dodge, he used his kicking technique to smash all those mochi fists.

In the process.

Seeing the domineering color, he sensed the subtle changes in Katakuri with all his strength.

Yamaji also seems to be moving towards that legendary realm step by step.

His domineering appearance has actually already reached his peak.

The real difference is the kick in the door.

And now, he's pushing open the door little by little.

This time may be short, just in the next moment, or it may be very long, until the end of this war, he will not be able to fully touch the essence of predicting the future.

"Sanji seems to have fallen into the downwind a little, that tall man, his strength is really strong."

Choiba watched the battle between Sanji and Katakuri in the distance.

That rice cake man is really strong, at least if he is facing him head-on, he is not sure of victory.

Although he is stronger now than the one when he defeated Zefa at the top.

But most of his strength is brute strength brought by everyone's fruit, and in terms of skill, he is too far from those two.

"That smelly cook is in a special state, otherwise, with his strength, he would not be so embarrassed."

Solon just glanced to which side and saw through everything.

With Yamaji's ability to fight to the death with the general, if he really wanted to fight hard, Katakuri would not be able to suppress him.

Even if he relies on predicting the future, he will only remain undefeated at most.

Now Yamaji is in this embarrassed appearance of being beaten in an all-round way.

It's just that because of his domineering appearance, he is all used to concentrate on sensing the state of the other party, rather than pure combat.

"Hah."

Solon looked at the members of the BIGMOM pirate group opposite, couldn't help but yawn, put away his knife, and walked towards the back.

"What's wrong? Solon. "

Choiba asked with some curiosity.

"The rest of these people are too weak and boring, you guys solve it, I'll go get some sleep."

Solon yawned, waved his hand, and said with a bored look.

Then I really walked behind everyone, found a clean ground, and lay down comfortably.

"Ignore me, the battle will be left to you."

"If you're really tired, just take a good rest, leave it all to me."

Joba and Solon had a very good relationship, patting his chest and assuring.

"Just leave it to us, just as I want to try out new abilities."

Brooke drew his staff and sword and said with a smile.

"Don't look down on people too much, Straw Hats."

The guessing just now decided Katakuri's battle ownership, which has made the cadres of the BIGMOM Pirate Group very angry.

Now that Roronoa actually dared to lie down and sleep in front of all of them, he simply didn't treat them as people.

A large number of cadres rushed directly towards Solon.

Each of them has the strength of more than 100 million-level pirates.

And proficient in armed color domineering, much stronger than those supernovae in the first half of the Great Voyage.

However, they are facing a stronger, all-monster group of straw hat pirates.

"Blue Wave Ball, Monster Enhancement."

Choiba threw three blue wave balls into his mouth and chewed them.

Roar.

A huge roar sounded.

A huge figure tens of meters tall appeared in front of everyone.

"Get me out of Sauron's side."

Choiba yelled.

"Carved hooves, Sakura blows snow."

It's hard to imagine that such a huge body can actually make such dexterous movements.

Entwined with the domineering palm of armed color, traces of cherry blossoms (De Zhao's) falling in the air.

Every trace can easily knock a cadre away.

"Such a huge body is just a target. Peroli. "

Perospero stretched out his hand, condensed into a bow with candy, and then put his hand on the contribution, naturally generating several candy arrows.

"Rain of Ending."

Peros Perola bow archery.

Obviously there were only a few arrows in his hand, but once shot, it instantly filled the sky and shot towards Qioba.

As if he hadn't seen the rain of arrows in the sky, Qioba was still dealing with the cadres of the BIGMOM pirate group who were like little ants.

"Kill, Powder Star."

A projectile shot straight out, twisting into a huge firebird in the air.

As if it had life, the firebird engulfed all the rain of arrows in the sky that shot at Choba.

Then the firebird remained unabated and actually swooped down towards Perospero's position.

Rumble.

Huge flames rose up.

A candy tunnel stretched out from the flames, and Perospero jumped out of the flames with some embarrassment.

"Don't underestimate the world's number one sniper."

Usopura opened the giant slingshot pocket and said with a smile.

"Thanks, Usopp."

Chopper smiled at Usopp.

He knew that the attack just now would definitely be blocked by his companions.

Such a long voyage.

The tacit understanding and trust between peers have been deeply engraved in their hearts.

"It's time for the farce to end."

Smoogie stood up calmly, and beside her, there were several little brothers who had been squeezed dry.

Her body exudes a strange light, and if she doesn't take a step, she will become a little bigger, although it is not comparable to Qioba, but compared to ordinary people, it is already very huge.

"The Straw Hat Pirates are really a group of monsters."

The middle-aged uncle wrapped in biscuit armor, holding a long knife and growing a long beard stood up.

On the side, a man wearing thick clothes and carrying a huge katana also walked out silently.

With the three people walking out, the cadres of the BIGMOM Pirate Group instantly ignited hope.