I! Dragon People! Invincible!

With sarcasm, Shiliu of the Rain confronted him tit for tat.

And beside him, Hawk-Eyed Mihawk looked at the blind warrior who was blind on the other side and smiled.

His eyes narrowed and he didn't say anything.

His most anticipated opponent did not come.

It made Mihawk a little regretful.

However, if the other party can ascend to the throne of the fourth pirate emperor, I believe there will be opportunities to continue fighting in the future.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Lightning flashed.

The figure disappeared.

Leaving Tezzolo there.

Holding the microphone, he said impassively: "The exciting time has finally come. I believe everyone is looking forward to it, and I am also looking forward to it..."

"After three days of tragic elimination in the arena, although it is a pity that a few players abstained for their own reasons, the ones who remain are the real powerhouses, and it can even be said that there are only a handful of big players in this sea. Swordsman..."

"Next, their performance will definitely not disappoint."

With a smile on his face, Tezzolo turned to the left and right of the ring: a quote.

"There is one of our popular players today, one of the two directly affiliated mercenary groups under the Mercenary Guild, the leader of the Holy Light Mercenary Group, Shiliu Rain, and the fifth division leader of the Whitebeard Pirates, Foil. Bista!"

"Oh oh oh......"

"Come on! Captain Vista!!"

"I can't lose to Shiryu of the Rain!"

"Captain Shiliu!!!"

"Kill Foil Bista..."

"I made a big bet on you!"

...with Foil Bista and Liu, they took the stage calmly one after another.

On the Gurantezolo, there were countless spectators, including those swordsmen who were eliminated.

Even in the squares of the Chambord Islands and other places, the people who were watching the broadcast of this grand event were all boiling.

His face was flushed, and he looked very excited and excited.

There he raised his voice and shouted.

"Come on! Shiliu of the Rain, kill that...beard!"

On the VIP seats, the red-haired little Lolita and the pink-haired big Lolita were shaking their fists and shouting, without the image of a noble.

Rare consensus.

All support Shiliu of Rain, who has a bigger chance of winning no matter how you look at it.

Selnick Island.

On a huge arena that is thousands of meters long.

"Famous Sword Thunderstorm?"

He stared at the beautifully decorated sword in Shiryu's hand, which was still unsheathed.

Foil Bista held a pair of knives and grinned: "On such an occasion, I am lucky to be able to fight against a swordsman like you!"

In his eyes, the fighting spirit was high.

"Kuragaw—"

"The captain of the fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Foil Bista, has been famous for a long time..."

Accompanied by the sour rubbing sound, the scarlet blade slowly unsheathed, Shiliu of the Rain chuckled: "Please advise!"

"brush!"

next moment.

Two figures.

Immediately rushed out.

"Keng!"

, "Qiang...!"

......You come and go, fierce confrontation.

"Rose Dance!"

Gorgeous petals flying.

Foil Bista jumping up and down.

The two knives slashed towards Shiliu of the Rain in front! "咻咻......"

Fierce and dangerous sword qi shot out one after another.

It kept pouring out towards Shiryu of the Rain.

"call out...!--"

The thunderstorm suddenly swung and slashed out.

The dazzling slash ripped apart the atmosphere.

The fierce sword pressure rolled up the innumerable petals and slammed into the foil sword Bista.

"Keng!"

The two knives blocked the sharp slash, and suddenly rolled upwards! The amazing slash directly charged into the sky.

Disappear.

"Dance of Violet!"

Beautiful petals, accompanied by fiery slashes.

Slashed at Shiryu of the Rain.

Makes your hair stand up.

A sense of crisis arises inexplicably.

"thunderstorm!"

Eye-catching slash.

Like dense raindrops.

Like a violent storm, it shot up.

One after another, they penetrated the extremely dangerous violet petals.

"call out...!......"

Foil Bista narrowly avoided the intensive slashes.

"brush!"

Shiliu of the Rain had already rushed forward.

Condescending.

Holding a thunderstorm in his hand, it accumulates a terrifying repulsion.

Blatantly bombarded the foil Bista below.

"Repulsion Knife Thunderstorm!"

"Dance of Peony!"

In everyone's shrinking eyes.

The astonishing sword energy collided with the unparalleled repulsive force.

"Boom..."

"Whoohoo-"

"Crack...Crack..."

Huge venue.

It was smashed into a mess by the terrifying collision.

The cracks collapsed, and a large area was covered with cracks.

A large swath of dust shrouded.

"Hey, that's amazing destructive power..."

Two figures rushed out.

"Bista..."

On the Gorantezolo.

Marko, Sage and others, clutching at the guardrail.

His eyes were fixed on the big screen.

In my mind, I couldn't help but lift it up.

Because of the collision just now.

Foil Bista is obviously a little embarrassed and struggling.

"Keng..."

Mars Sputtering Chamber.

The sharp blades collided again.

A strong wind was aroused, making people unable to open their eyes...