I, the Pirate King of the East China Sea

"Is it finally serious?"

Redfield rubbed his temples.

At this moment, he gently closed his eyes instead.

Although he doubted himself a little, he still didn't give up displaying his domineering arrogance. He was trying his best to ignore Wang Xige's screams filled with fear and listen to the so-called "great power to swordsmanship".

It's tough.

He had never heard of Wang Xige's operation, and even he himself was not sure whether it would be successful.

After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and there was already a smile on his face that he was sure of winning.

"You're lying to me, Wang Xige."

"What is the most powerful swordsmanship, these are all deceptions! Your voice has already told me the essence of your moves!"

Lonely Red spoke with confidence, which made the other pirates secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"So it's fake?"

"Is Wang Xige trying to deceive people... That's right, it sounds a bit too exaggerated..."

While the pirates were discussing, they heard Redfield continue:

"The name of your move is clearly called... Immortal Kneeling!"

The pirates were all startled.

"Immortal kneeling?"

"That's what he heard?"

"Why did Wang Xige hide the real name of the move?"

Compared with the mysterious general trend, the name of the move like Immortal Kneeling made these pirates even more uneasy.

Redfield frowned deeply.

He heard more than that.

Sig, who should have been full of fear, seemed to have great confidence in this move called Immortal Kneeling, thinking that it was impossible for him, Redfield, to resist.

"Have you finally revealed your true heart? It seems that this is really a very powerful sword move."

The corners of Redfield's mouth curled up slightly.

Although the battle with Sig was unexpected, it finally came to the moment he most wanted to see.

"A duel between swordsmen? With the advantage of knowing the heart, if I can't predict the enemy's opportunity and resist your strongest sword move, then I will lose."

He holds a long sword in his hand, and his long umbrella is dyed black by his jet-black armament, ready for battle.

He saw that at this moment, another wine bottle appeared on Sig's right hand.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

"It will be over before the bottle hits the floor."

Seeger raised his left hand and threw it, and the wine bottle in his hand spun and flew into the air.

At the same time, he raised the long sword with his right hand, and the endless pitch-black flames flickered up and down, and the dragon-shaped phantom loomed behind him.

He groaned softly in his mouth:

"I have a sword fairy kneeling."

The moment he raised his sword, Redfield's expression changed.

The ability to discern the voice of the heart is a powerful ability that can hear the enemy's attack direction and strategy in battle, and then dodge in advance to gain the upper hand.

But this time, Redfield was a little confused.

He managed to hear Sig's inner voice from the noise of fear, but found that his inner voice had no specific attack direction.

He knew that Sig was about to raise his sword and strike down, but he didn't hear that Sig would attack his head, his neck, or his shoulders, chest and abdomen...

It's as if... In Sig's heart, there is no concept of a specific attacking part at all, just randomly hacking?

"How is this possible? If there is no specific attack direction, how can he hit me? This is not right."

Redfield's face changed slightly.

At this moment, his body seemed to suddenly lose control, and the long sword in his hand was unconsciously released and fell to the ground.

not only that.

The pitch-black flames danced violently at this moment, turning Sieg's surroundings into a monstrous sea of ​​flames, completely enveloping him with an imposing aura.

The power of frame drop, open!

The moment Redfield lost control of his body, he suddenly felt that the picture in front of him froze.

At this moment, the beating flame suddenly froze and froze, dancing frame by frame.

Even the domineering arrogance he is proud of, it is difficult to predict what will happen at this moment.

When he came back to his senses, Sig's figure was close in front of him, and he was slashing at his head with a long sword in his hand!

Bang!

"What hit me on the head?"

Redfield only had time to conjure up the thought, and the bubble of negativity touched his head.

……

The black flames soaring into the sky covered the sight of the surrounding pirates, and also blocked the viewing of the video phone bugs in the distance. No one could clearly see what happened in the flames.

After a few seconds.

A figure slowly walked out of the flames.

bang bang!bang bang!Bang bang bang!

Winner, Wang Xige.

He seemed to always have that calm expression, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, and the long sword in his hand was still bleeding.

Behind him, the pitch-black flame gradually disappeared.

Redfield's eyes were blank, and he fell to the ground, his hair was wet with wine, and he was no longer as elegant as before.

"I... don't practice swords anymore."

His eyes were blank, and he read softly.

……

The island boat fell silent all of a sudden, the pirates were stunned, no one spoke for a while, only the faint sound of waves around them could be heard.

"This... what did we see? Did we really see it right?"

Festa exclaimed with the microphone, even the host was shocked.

The main stage, which is still some distance away from the island ship, was not affected by frame drops.

But when Sig slashed down with his sword, the black flames beside them covered their sight.

They still don't know what happened.

But the scene in front of them was enough to shock them.

"The fight between dragons and tigers that we expected didn't happen, and the battle was over in an instant!"

"It's just that we can't see clearly...what happened in that strange flame just now?"

"How strong is Wang Xige's swordsmanship that he can defeat the lonely red Redfield with one blow?"

The whole venue was in an uproar.

I thought it was a peak duel, but in an instant, the winner was already decided.

"What is even more unimaginable is that the great swordsman Redfield, who is famous for his swordsmanship, seems to have almost collapsed in front of such a blow, and publicly said that he would no longer use a sword..."

"What kind of amazing move is Immortal Kneeling? Why did Redfield collapse in one hit? What happened in the flame package?"

"Is this a distortion of human nature, or is it a moral—"

Before he finished speaking, the microphone in Festa's hand suddenly lost its sound, and the big screen went dark all of a sudden.

"What happened? What happened?"

Festa was furious:

"Now is the most exciting time, our treasure has not been revealed yet, why did something go wrong at this time!"

He turned his head angrily, but saw Lieutenant General Karp of the Navy Headquarters appearing next to the video phone bug, and completely destroyed the entire device with a punch.

"This guy Wang Xige actually appeared again...he is really still alive."

Garp clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Karp! Don't be fussy, everything is going according to plan, don't provoke that guy who wasn't in the plan..."

Sengoku also appeared beside Garp, persuading him.

"The Navy is here!"

"Even the admiral showed up!"

The scene of the Pirate World Expo suddenly fell into chaos.

But at this time, the island boat was still in the windless zone, far away from the World Expo site, and no one noticed the movement here.

……

at the same time.

Still on top of the island ship hovering in the calm zone.

bang bang... bang bang...

The originally dense sound of the emperor's engine has gradually subsided at this time.

Sig glanced at Redfield, who was lying on the ground, and when the tight string in his heart was finally loosened, he suddenly felt dull.

From the looks of outsiders, the battle between him and Rainfield seemed to be over in an instant, and Sig solved the opponent calmly.