I only want to be a Shichibukai when I have Bengyu

"Eschbach, you're actually... entangled?"

"What an awesome bald head!!!"

Dick raised his head and looked at the huge mountain-like figure caught in a stalemate. His eyes widened. It had been a long time since he had seen Eschbach fighting with someone so helpless. Since, since when?

ah! By the way, since Eschbach awakened his Haki two years ago, he has never seen Eschbach fight with others for a long time. Every time, he crushes the enemy with absolute violence, punching and kicking three times. Go ahead, even an iron man can be ground into iron filings.

"A superhuman ability user?"

Casper closed his eyes and murmured.

"Your Highness, we need us..." Dylan lowered his head and looked at Elus who was watching the excitement with interest.

"Need not."

Eleus waved his hand.

"That bald man's ability is very interesting. It gives heat to the air, elasticity to the earth, and weight to stones...Dylan, do you have any information about that bald man?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, our information is all bought. There is no information about the bald man in it. However, according to the information collected by the kingdom over the years, the bald man is the same as the one who entered the new world fifteen years ago. Pirate Nova is somewhat similar.”

"Fifteen years ago? Such a distant record?"

As a powerful force in the new world, the Kingdom of Exmundo has always paid great attention to the collection of intelligence. Although it is as powerful as the Queen of Happy Street and Big News Morgans, as long as there are some famous people and events, they will be recorded, and every year they rush into The new pirate stars in the new world have always been the focus of attention.

Elvus reluctantly turned his gaze away from the front, raised his head slightly and looked at Dylan, "Who is he?"

"I saw the newspaper at that time in the kingdom's archives. It was 1502 in the Haiyuan calendar, the fourth year of the so-called Great Pirate Era. At that time, because of the words of the Pirate King before his execution, people on the sea were The number of pirates has increased more than tenfold, and the number of monsters and monsters pouring into the new world is even greater..."

"The main point, Dylan, let's get to the point. I'm not that idiot like Dick. I still know such simple historical knowledge." Elus rolled his eyes.

Why are you holding a history class here?

"Yes, Your Highness, I digressed."

Acknowledging his mistake simply and neatly, Dylan rearranged his words, paused for two seconds, and spoke again: "In the year 1502 of the Haiyuan calendar, there was a group of rising pirate stars in the New World who was nicknamed [The Mage]. The pirate, whose real name is Marcus, threatened to challenge Whitebeard at the time, but there was no news later. Some people speculated that he was beaten to death by Whitebeard... Now it seems that this The Magician didn't challenge Whitebeard at all at that time, but was subdued by Umit."

"Magic Master...do you know any information about his abilities?"

"No, no one seems to have found out what kind of devil fruit the magician ate at the time. Not even the navy has revealed his identity. It is still a small unsolved mystery. And that is······"

Dylan hesitated for a moment and then said: "The magician at that time still had hair, not a bald head." He didn't like to talk about such things. He always gave people the feeling of talking about other people's physical defects behind their backs. , it’s just that where the responsibility lies, you still have to say what needs to be said.

"Have you become bald? Have you become stronger? It's interesting. Let's take a closer look at what kind of abilities this magician has... Tsk! It seems like we can't watch the show in peace until the trouble is solved. , um, hello! Your Excellency, the King of Shipping, I am Socacio Elus."

Elus stopped Dick who was about to take action, and greeted the King of Shipping with a smile.

Led by the King of Shipping Umit, a total of fourteen people appeared on a mushroom-shaped rock not far in front of Elus and the others.

"Black Prince, Socacio Elus... his aura is quite good, no wonder he was able to hit Vinkula like that!"

Umit did not rush to take action, but looked at Elus up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. The sharp gaze that read countless people seemed to be digging out all the bones of Aleus for study, " However, don’t think that just because you have some skills, you can do whatever you want in the new world!!!”

"boom----!!!"

The mushroom-shaped rock was kicked to pieces.

It was completely crushed into pieces by the reaction force of Wumit's charged sprint.

The tall hat and brown coat were blown high into the distance by the shock wave. Umit, who had an extremely thick beard, revealed the strong and solid muscles hidden under the coat, which were as solid as steel, and he waved his fist. , launched a fierce attack that could shatter the earth.

The mighty fist wind swept through like a real storm, tearing off more than one layer of rock formations on the ground.

This punch,

Very hard.

"Hiss! It hurts!"

Elus' facial muscles twitched slightly, and he let out a scream of pain originating from his body's instinct.

His right hand was broken and twisted in an impossible direction. Blood flowed from the torn flesh wound, staining the ground under his feet red.

"Boy, if you don't have a good body, you won't be able to survive in a place like the New World where you can eat people without spitting out their bones."

Umit opened his mouth, revealing his snow-white teeth. His beard, which was as thick as seaweed, swayed gently in the sea breeze. He looked at Eleus's blood-stained right arm and laughed. It was the smile of a ferocious hunter, the smile of a hungry hunter when he saw the best prey.

fist,

One after another.

Without giving Elus any chance to breathe, he waved his fists, punching him one after another like falling meteors, pressing down on Elus and punching him hard.

This is the rule of the new world, the purest law of the jungle. Here whoever is stronger is the right one, whoever has the bigger fist is the rule, whoever has the harder fist is the justice. Umit has nothing to do with Eleus. Young and contemptuous.

On the contrary, the younger Elvus gets, the harder his fists become.

Wumit, who is no longer young, knows very well that this world is dominated by young people after all. When he is old and frail, sooner or later there will be young people stepping on his old bones to replace his status, his power, his Wealth is an inevitable trend in the development of the times and an irreversible trend.

But!

The clearer the outcome of the future becomes, the more unwilling the King of Shipping, who has been strong all his life, is to accept his fate. If he were willing to accept his fate, he would still be a fisherman fishing in his hometown fishing port, instead of living in an eight-seat building and making promises every time. The king of shipping.

Therefore, he will use his fists to beat all challengers who dare to covet his position into a pulp while he still has the strength.