Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Head-to-head! !

This is his best way of fighting!

Desperately,

Fight,

Test on the edge of life and death,

The collision of fists and fists,

This is the essence of Eight Inner Gates!

As a man, no matter how gentle their appearance is, no matter how gentle and plain their life is, but in their bones, after all, they are looking for strong Yamato excitement.

The sword is unsheathed,

Without regrets,

Life and death,

So it was placed naked on the gaming table.

It's not that you are broken,

I'm broken,

This is the gamble of life,

It is also the most brilliant brilliance of life.

Therefore, the arc of Roy's mouth is getting richer, more wild, and more wanton.

Come on, Whitebeard...

What about the strongest power in the world?

If you just surrender to a powerful force like this,

Then what is the meaning and value of all the hard work, all the hard work, all the struggle and self-discipline I have put in Roy in the past! ?

this moment,

Whether it’s the many members of the Whitebeard Pirates on the Mobile,

It's still a crowd of ghost spiders on NEO's new Marine warship,

They all saw an extremely shocking scene that made their scalp numb and bloody.

Facing him leaping high, holding a huge naginata in his hand,

This stunning knife tore through the sky like a giant sky.

That unyielding, unyielding bloody figure of a young man,

Flew up suddenly.

His black hair danced wildly in mid-air,

Hot blue waves roared around his figure,

The fist wind is like a rainbow,

Soaring into the sky.

The time of the whole world seems to be slowing down at this moment,

stop….….

Even everyone seems to be able to see clearly,

When Roy threw this punch,

That fearless, wild posture.

The crimson fire light gradually rose from the edge of his bloody fist, and then became rich.

In the beginning,

The fist seemed to be just a slender line of fire, like a meteorite rising into the sky.

Then gradually,

Haki's sharp edge on the tip of his fist,

Rubbing the atmosphere violently,

The surrounding air abruptly pushed open an umbrella-shaped arc-shaped cyclone.

In a moment,

The crimson light has become extremely vast, completely reflecting the uncertain sky, like a red waterfall pouring down from the surface of the sea.

Dazzling fire,

Milky air waves,

Vying for each other in the sky,

Complement each other,

Reflecting the two figures who are far apart, but whose eyes are equally enthusiastic and decisive.

Near,

Getting closer.

The air within a hundred meters,

All were constantly distorted and shattered by the terrifying power of Shock Fruit and the crimson air wave.

The next moment──

In the horrified and almost frozen eyes of everyone,

The two figures collided in mid-air like two meteorites!

Violent explosions and sharp edges,

The magnificent luster blends in the burning fiery red, flying between the dim world.

Whether it was Marco and other members of the Whitebeard pirate group, or ghost spiders, they all stared blankly at this extremely magnificent scene, and suddenly flashed a word that Roy once said that resounded throughout the world.

──Instead of dying in despair, it is better to indulge in burning your life!

Endless light,

Gradually flooded the vision of all of them.

….….

….….

Rumble! !

The earth-shattering roar,

It exploded one after another between the sky and the sea, and frantic waves spread out in all directions.

The sea within a few nautical miles in a radius was all set off by the terrifying wind and waves to a height of 100 meters at this moment.

I don't know how long it took,

It seems to be an extremely long century,

It seemed that it was just a very short moment,

The shaking scene of the earth,

Finally the curtain slowly came to an end.

Amidst the billowing dust and gunpowder smoke,

Two silhouettes, one tall and one low, stood opposite each other on the deck, causing everyone to subconsciously hold their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath and stare attentively.

Whitebeard was still standing there like a majestic mountain, he smiled suddenly, and thrust the cloud hard into the ground.

"Does this punch have a name?"

He asked, in the eyes that were flowing with the years and vicissitudes, a cheerful and biting smile gradually appeared.

Far away from him,

Roy's figure was standing motionless with hot and thick black smoke.

If it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, it meant that his heart was still beating, and he looked like a dead person.

His right arm, from the position of the five fingers to the shoulder, spread all the way up, and it was a bloody scorched black.

But he still clenched his fist.

Roy's mouth tugged hard, as if such a simple movement caused extremely tragic pain.

With a hoarse voice, he raised his head, his eyes were biting and tenacious, and he looked at the strongest man in the world and smiled:

"This punch is called—Call Meteor."

Whitebeard was taken aback, then opened his arms and let out a hearty laugh.

"Goo la la la la la la la!!"

"Fun and interesting!!"

"You kid, you are amazing!"

"The fish men island, it's yours!"

Talking,

He lifted the huge jug behind him in one hand and poured his head up.

Strong alcohol,

The wind is fierce.

In the sky,

A huge groove appeared among the clouds, as if the sky was cut alive.

And beside that terrifying gully,

It's a shocking hole in the fist,

It seems that someone stabbed the sky through.

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