Pirates: I will first max out the domineering color if I am not dead

“Like a tickle.”

Xia Le grinned.

"Change it!"

Whitebeard laughed.

Then Xia Le swung his fist, and the same air wave vibrated.

"What's wrong? Boy, just scream out in pain. The power of this punch is also greatly reduced!"

Whitebeard scoffed.

"Soon your mouth won't be so hard anymore!"

Xia Le said.

The two men exchanged punches one after another, making loud noises. Every time they threw a punch, they would look down on the other's fist and state.

"You can't hold on any longer, right? Fall down! Xia Le!"

"Haha, Whitebeard, your brain is not as hard as your mouth."

"Kulalalala, your strength is too weak."

"You too, Newgate!"

"..."

The crowd watching was terrified.

"These two people!"

Marco took a breath, his eyes changing.

They knew very well that although both sides seemed to be in great shape, it was possible that both of them would fall at any time.

It was visible to the naked eye that as the injuries of the two men became more and more serious, their strength was becoming weaker and weaker.

But even so, the two still persisted, neither of them gave in first, and they continued to fight with punches.

"This is a fight between men!"

Diamond Joz clenched his fist and said.

Time passed, and it was already the second evening.

The two men were still swinging their fists, and the sound of vibrations could be heard from the island.

At this moment, all the people watching the game felt sincere admiration for these two stubborn and persistent men.

"They have all been badly hurt, but they still persevere."

"Both Dad and Xia Le are incredibly powerful!"

"Physically, mentally, and willfully, they are far beyond our reach!"

Marco exclaimed.

A face-to-face, direct confrontation is a test of everything for both sides.

Time continues to pass.

The frequency of the vibrations on the island was decreasing, but the sound could still be heard every once in a while.

This also means that both sides are still persisting.

In a blink of an eye, it was the morning of the third day.

"Give up, Whitebeard!"

"Your eyes are blurry!"

Xia Le grinned.

"What a joke! Who do you think I am?"

Whitebeard snorted coldly, and then retorted with a mockery.

"Look at your eyes, they're so swollen that even Garp can't recognize you!"

"Your sons probably won't be able to recognize you when you look like this!"

Xia Le scoffed.

From a distance, the two men both had bruised faces and noses. Their entire faces were almost distorted and purple. Their eyes were swollen and there were bumps on their heads.

And this is only what can be seen from his father's face. Marco also judged from his father's condition that his ribs and internal body were also severely damaged.

Of course, Xia Le felt bad too.

Crocodile smoked one cigar after another, his eyes always fixed on the field.

Of all the people present, he was the one who felt the most uncomfortable at the moment. From the time he met Xia Le until now, he had never seen him like this.

What made him tremble even more was that this confrontation was entirely caused by his stupidity.

"Xia Le, you shouldn't have come!"

"It's my mistake, let me bear it alone!"

Crocodile's eyes sparkled with tears, and his heart was inexplicably filled with something, and his nose felt sour.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon of the third day.

The two men in the field were still punching. They had both reached their limits, and the strength of their punches was completely incomparable to yesterday.

Even after a punch was thrown, it would take a long while before the next sound was heard.

Even after falling down, it takes a long time to get up.

But what is shocking is that the showdown continues.

The sun sets and time turns to night.

"How's it going, Whitebeard? Have you suffered enough from my fists?"

Xia Le grinned.

But as soon as he moved, he started to grimace, and his face, limbs, abdomen, and whole body were burning with pain, as if there was no intact place.

"Are you kidding me, brat!"

"I have a white beard!"

Whitebeard glared and kept breathing in pain.

"Go on, I won't lose to you!"

Xia Le said.

"Come on, will I be afraid of you?"

Whitebeard roared.

About four or five breaths later, two loud laughs were heard at the same time.

Marco, Crocodile and the others all had puzzled expressions. As bystanders, they naturally sensed the mutual respect between the two men in the battle.

This is a complex emotion that only strong people of the same level would have.

They recognize each other, are unwilling to accept each other, and at the same time want to defeat each other!

"Evenly matched."

"Their spirit, will, and fighting ability have all reached the same level."

"It's too difficult to determine the winner. It's only possible after all the physical strength is exhausted!"

Marco sighed.

The others nodded silently, also realizing that it would not be easy to determine the outcome of this battle.

From the beginning of the battle, the two showed equal strength. Then in the middle, they changed their fighting plan and started a fist-to-flesh duel.

Even so, it is still difficult to distinguish who is strong and who is weak.

The night passed quickly, and on the morning of the fourth day, the first ray of sunlight shone down.

Everyone waited for a long time, but still no familiar vibration sound was heard.

Looking closely, everyone's eyes suddenly widened!

"it's over!"

"The war is finally over!"

"Wait, those two people!"

But soon, when the dust on the scene settled, they were shocked again.

I saw two figures facing each other in the field, standing there steadily like two mountains, and no one fell down.

This shocking scene left everyone speechless.

After a long time, Marco finally reacted and went forward to check.

"He's unconscious and passed out!"

"Their physical strength and energy are all exhausted."

“But even when they reach their limit and their consciousness fades, their bodies still stand on the ground as if by instinct, not allowing themselves to fall down.”

"What a strong desire to win!"

"Or rather, neither of them wants to lose to the other."

Standing silently around the two men, all the officers of the Whitebeard Pirates had expressions of shock and admiration on their faces.

Then they stepped forward, carefully helped the old man up, and carried him back to the boat.

Crocodile supported Xia Le and looked at the others in front of him solemnly and vigilantly.

"This was the strongest battle in the world, and it ended in a draw!"

"We in the Whitebeard Pirates are not the kind of people who take advantage of others in distress."

"Take him away!"

"but!"

Marco's eyes turned cold.

"If we meet on the battlefield next time."

"We won't show any mercy then."

"It will be a battle of life and death!"

Crocodile was startled, then smiled and said, "I will not hold back on you either."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately picked up Xia Le and ran towards the other side of the island, where a boat had already been seized by his other men.

The two groups of people quickly separated, and a great battle that shocked the world ended in a draw.

"Quick! Get out of here now!"

"Pirates are never trustworthy people!"

Crocodile shouted as soon as he boarded the ship.

Upon hearing this, the other men around him quickly started the boat.

After the ship had been sailing for about two hours, Crocodile looked around and did not see any other Whitebeard Pirates ships, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"These guys are quite trustworthy."

At this moment, Xia Le, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Whitebeard is not such a bad guy."

"Laosha!"

Crocodile turned around and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "You woke up so soon!"

"I'm just a little tired, just taking a nap!"

Xia Le gritted his teeth and supported himself to sit up.