Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The sea was broken, and the sea was still open.

Gurgle...

Looking at the sea that had been "broken" for three seconds before slowly closing again, Tian Yueshi couldn't help swallowing her saliva, her mouth slightly open.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this..."

She couldn't help turning her head, and after seeing Darren, who was panting and haggard next to her, she rushed forward with a worried look on her face and supported his hand.

"This swordsmanship is called great power to create miracles."

Darren pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, threw down the black demon sword in his hand weakly, sat on the ground, gasping for breath like a fish lacking oxygen.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, body and arms, his cracked lips even turned purple, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Darren... you are spitting blood..."

"It's okay, I just overexerted myself."

Darren trembled as he lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth and took a deep puff.

An unprecedented sense of weakness surged from every cell and muscle in his body, making it difficult for him to even stand.

That feeling was not as bad as having a party for ten days and ten nights without sleep.

He subconsciously sensed his physical data.

Physical strength: 9.361 (78.712)

Strength: 7.11 (70.001)

Speed: 8.099 (70.391)

Armament Haki: 0 (33.012)

Conqueror Haki: 51.001

Darren: ...

Several black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

The values ​​in brackets are normal values ​​in the original healthy state, and the values ​​before brackets are the current state.

Except for the Conqueror Haki, which represents the spirit, which has not changed, the rest of the data have dropped to a point of weakness that has never been seen before.

Especially the Armament Haki, which has directly become "0"! !

To sum it up in one sentence... He has been completely drained.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yan Mo on the ground with a ghostly look, and his mouth twitched slightly.

This knife... is too scary.

As for the power of the sword slash just now, Darren was not too surprised.

Yan Mo swallowed such a huge amount of his domineering aura, and even almost completely drained his physical strength. It was quite normal for him to burst out with the destructive power of a great swordsman.

"It's just a bit wasteful..."

Darren exhaled a puff of smoke lightly and smoothed his messy hair.

After all, he was not a swordsman who practiced swordsmanship, and he knew nothing about swordsmanship.

With such a huge amount of domineering aura and physical strength, it would be too inefficient to use it to cut the sea.

Here comes the issue of energy efficiency.

For example, if he used physical skills to destroy a warship, Darren would not even need to use domineering aura, and he could stage an exaggerated scene of dismantling a warship with his bare hands.

But if he was asked to slash with a sword... he could only clumsily pour a lot of domineering aura into the sword, and then swing it out like a fire stick to do it.

A truly powerful swordsman can release even more powerful power under the premise of releasing the same amount of domineering energy.

This is the core of swordsmanship training.

"But... since I have a famous sword like Yan Mo, shouldn't I practice swordsmanship?"

The moment this thought came up, Darren shook his head and rejected it.

His swordsmanship talent is extremely limited, which has been verified many times in the North Sea.

In the words of Sakaski, if he takes the path of swordsmanship, it would be "purely a waste of time."

Darren believes in Sakaski's judgment.

Before getting the magma fruit, Sakaski was once a powerful swordsman.

The judgment he made would never be wrong.

His real strength is the most dangerous close combat.

This has been confirmed from the experience of the past few years, and gradually sorted out his personal physical style.

Giving up physical skills to practice swordsmanship at this time is undoubtedly an extremely stupid mistake.

But...

Darren waved his hand, and a weak arc of electricity emerged between his fingers.

Yan Mo slowly floated up from the ground.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Darren always feels that after the "release" just now, Yan Mo's rejection and resistance to him don't seem so strong.

He stared at the "Hell Blade" in front of him, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Who said you can't use a sword if you don't know swordsmanship?"

Darren gently hooked his hand

Point.

Swish!

Yama suddenly turned into a black fierce light, shot out from the original place at a very fast speed, and disappeared into the distant jungle.

The black demon sword was like a phantom, constantly piercing the jungle repeatedly, turning into heavy sword shadows.

A second later,

Yama flew back again and hovered beside Darren.

Then,

In Tianyue's beautiful eyes that gradually widened, strange movements came from the distant jungle.

Smooth cuts appeared on the surface of towering trees that several people could hug together. The upper half of the giant tree slowly slid and tilted from the position of the cut, and finally collapsed with a creak!

A huge amount of dust flew up, and billowing smoke and dust raged.

Looking around,

The jungle within a hundred meters has become a bare piece, with only a huge tree crown with clear annual rings left, rooted in the earth.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Darren couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I'm not practicing swordsmanship...

I'm practicing the flying sword technique!!

The surging mood slightly dispelled Darren's sense of lethargy and weakness.

He leaned back and lay on the scorching beach, feeling the breeze blowing from the sea, bathing in the sun, with a smile on his lips.

His idea was not wrong!

If the previous attack on the Moby Dick was an occasional flash of inspiration, then the experiment just now really confirmed his inner thoughts.

It works!

Compared with using ordinary metal or coins, after changing to a famous sword, the power of the metal attack he controlled increased by at least five times!

Of course, a large part of the reason for this is the "sharpness" and "penetration" effect of Yan Mo's "Big Fast Sword Twenty-one Works".

After all, it is a demon sword that can cut Kaido.

If it were replaced with an ordinary navy saber, I'm afraid the power would be far different from Yan Mo.

And if the famous sword is added with armed color domineering, its attack power is estimated to be able to reach a higher level!

The only disadvantage of this "magnetic sword control" is that it requires extremely high development of the devil fruit, and at the same time, it consumes more physical strength. After all, Darren must always accurately control the flight trajectory and blade angle of the flying sword.

But is this the disadvantage of magnetic sword control?

No, no, no,

This is Darren's disadvantage!

A touch of fiery madness emerged in Darren's eyes.

This is just a Yan Mo!

If...

If I get all twenty-one big swords, no, even the supreme big sword twelve works...

Think about that picture for a while.

As I raised my hands,

Several or even dozens of rare famous swords floated up behind me.

Under the cover of Armament Haki, it was completely dyed black, and then driven by the violent magnetic field, it attacked the target at an explosive speed several times or even dozens of times the sound barrier...

"Fuck!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have fought to the death and snatched the Tianyu Yuzhan as well!"

Darren's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

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