One Piece: Tyrant Bear

"Cough cough."

The bear fell to his knees and vomited blood, but he was not discouraged.

His heart was beating, beating violently, and the blood was boiling, like boiling water, hitting his nerves.

He was full of fighting spirit, and his life returned to normal state. He stood up with a firm gaze.

Still able to fight, he will continue to fight.

"Come again."

The roar in his heart was all about this attack.

Clenching the fist, teleporting out, the armed color is domineering, and there are multiple pressure cannons on it.

This is his strongest punch, and he must hit it.

"Humph."

Whitebeard snorted coldly, and swung his long knife, feeling the threat, the long knife stabbed forward.

"boom."

The blade and the fist collided together.

The sharp and flickering blade, with a cold light shining on it, is the light of killing.

The pitch-black fist contained great power between the gaps, and he was enduring it.

When the patience reaches a certain level, it bursts out.

"Get out of here."

With a roar, his momentum soared, and his fists pressed forward.

As the blade retreated, Whitebeard frowned, followed by exerting force, and his aura rose sharply.

"Go away, Lao Tzu."

The two broke out at the same time, refusing to take half a step back.

"Ahhh!!"

Seeing that the blade was no longer retreating, Xiong raised his head to the sky and roared, the blood on his body boiled violently, as if it was about to burn.

Impulsive, he was full of motivation.

He wants to win, this punch, he must win.

"I want to win!!"

The loudest voice roared out, his strength was enhanced, and in an instant, his momentum changed.

"Boom."

Beyond the fist, a man flew out, rowed for more than ten meters in a row, inserted a long knife into the ground, and dragged out a long crack.

He just stopped, puffed out his chest, and drew his long knife.

The palms trembled, and the long knife made a clanging sound.

Xiong fell to the ground, his trembling body kept telling him that he had won, this punch, he had won.

Looking at his fists, the black arrogance gradually dissipated, Xiong took a deep breath, and kept fighting in this state.

Blood is boiling.

Bones are trembling.

The body is shaking.

Heart, very excited.

He felt the power, and the terrifying power changed dramatically following his punch.

body, get stronger.

Breath of life, extended a lot.

Strength, full of strength, he knew that he broke through, and the shackles that had trapped him all this time were gone.

"Haha."

"Haha."

Rao Xiong doesn't like to laugh, and he couldn't help laughing at this moment.

The laughter was wanton, as if no one was there.

Crocodile looked at the bear like a fool, what are you laughing at this time, isn't it just a punch?As for?

"are you crazy?"

"Should I withdraw first?"

At this time, it is definitely better to withdraw first.

He waited for a while, the bear continued to laugh, his inner thoughts became more determined, and he was about to leave, but the bear stopped laughing.