Chapter 663: family tradition

For Golden Lion, there are many setbacks in life. The title of loser is nothing to him, because he just lost. Even if there is luck, the result of the Adwall naval battle cannot be reversed.

But for a former great pirate, the loss of strength is something he cannot accept.

Trauma and a drop in mood made his domineering gradually disappear, and he has now become a state where he can only rely on sword skills and fruit abilities.

The ability user who ate the devil fruit almost represented the inner desire of a group in the past, and various abilities collided in the sea.

The extent to which the fruit ability is used has a lot to do with the capable person. In this regard, the golden lion is also a good person.

Relying on the ability of the fruit, he can cause natural disasters that belong to him, but this cannot change the fact that he can no longer use the domineering power he used to.

「You brat talking. It’s really annoying!」

A large number of water masses floated from the surrounding streams, and the soil and rocks that make up the island were also split and reorganized under the influence of the fluttering fruit, and gathered into a huge Lion Mountain. The top of the mountain was condensed into a lion head full of madness, revealing itself to Yamato tusks.

Even if he can't use his domineering energy now, the chopping waves he swung are enough to split mountains and seas. With the help of his ability, the whole island began to appear fragmented.

The Iron Armored Crows have been far away from the battlefield, and they are taking refuge to avoid being involved in the environment of this natural disaster.

On the other side, with a loud noise, the building in the center of the island began to collapse. Jack, who turned into a monster, was like a monster, wantonly destroying the buildings here.

If the golden lion sees it, he will definitely block it, but Yamato's ridicule is so good that all his hatred points are concentrated on Yamato.

A large number of wild beasts were captured by Maria's power grid, and Scarletto and Indigo couldn't stop Jack, which naturally led to such a result. While the Golden Lion and Yamato were still fighting, they had already completed their mission. destroy the target.

When they looked in the direction of Yamato, what they saw were giant lions and chopping waves of different shapes flying in the sky, and the freezing air containing extremely cold would spew out occasionally, abruptly turning this place into a winter. View of the island.

After the splashed water was frozen, it turned into snow and fell near the battlefield again.

「Is Yamato injured?」

「The skin wound left by the slash is a big pirate after all. Except for Brother Kaito, I haven’t seen anyone who can hurt Yamato for a long time.」

There was a bloodstain on the white arm. Although they were far away, the trace was still very conspicuous to Jack and Maria.

Yamato's physique has already reached the level of a monster. Even without skills, she can withstand a lot of attacks with just her skin, not to mention that she is now in full combat mode.

You can doubt her usual brain, but you can't question her fighting nerves. There are fewer and fewer people who can completely break her defense.

In Beasts, there are quite a few people who can do this, but Kaido is the only one who can do it ruthlessly.

「The big pirate?」

「Golden Lion, the captain of the Flying Pirates, and Brother Kaito...no, monsters from the same era as Whitebeard, of course I remember.」

Looking at Maria's suspicious gaze, Jack gave his own explanation, which was completely different from when Yamato asked him.

Maria really doesn't remember who the golden lion is, and Jack just dropped by to give the golden lion a good blow in order to better respond to Yamato.

「Yamato...is it alright?」

Maria didn't mean to intervene, not because she didn't want to help, but because she knew very well that a battle of this level would be useless if it passed.

In the absence of a 1v1 decisive battle, they don't mind gang fights at all, but gang fights also depend on their level. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if a monster like a golden lion is in a low period, they can't intervene at will. .

Recklessly intervening in the battle is just adding chaos, and it will cause trouble for Yamato, and waiting is the best result.

"You and I are neither good at flexibility

air battle, trust her, if she can't solve it, all we can do is call for help. "

To be precise, Yamato is not very good at air combat, but he is still much stronger than the two of them.

「Then it’s too late, right?」

"It's strange to say that I sent a request for help to Onijima before, but I haven't replied. It must have been delayed by something."

The two sat on the ruins very calmly observing the battle in the distance, but they didn't notice that in the higher clouds, the dragon-like Kaido had already stayed in the clouds for a long time.

With Kaido nearby, Onijima would naturally not respond to the call for help, but Kaido was not very satisfied with the battle below, not with Yamato, but with the Golden Lion.

「Shiki, you are getting old too.」

…

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and it has gone back and forth three times without knowing it, and the balance of the battle has been ups and downs.

On the first day, the golden lion was full of anger, and his waving hands and feet were full of natural disaster-like attacks. The powerful slashing left several bottomless abysses on the island.

But Yamato is like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, who can always get out of the gap between his attacks.

On the second day, Golden Lion's attack continued to become more efficient and streamlined, because he found that if he continued to consume like that, he must be the first to be consumed to death. The total physical strength of the two was not much different, but there was a huge gap in resilience .

Wounds that usually take days to heal are a matter of minutes for Yamato. The wounds left by Deadwood and Sakuraju are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the third day, the golden lion began to feel tired, but the other party was still the same as a normal person.

The last time a similar situation happened was when he faced Garp and Sengoku at the same time. It wasn’t that the current Yamato was so strong, but that the Golden Lion was no longer as good as it was back then. As the battle continued, the place where the rudder and the head connected A pain.

「Thunder gossip!」

Yamato didn't know why the Golden Lion's movements suddenly stagnated. She didn't mean to respect the old and love the young. Taking advantage of the other party's hesitation, Ajian 7.0 hit the Golden Lion directly on the head.

"Little devil, are you doing this because of that bird? You have such power but you want to work hard for that crow?"

In the dust, the golden lion was leaning on the gravel, and it was uncomfortable for him to be hit by that stick, but he couldn't figure out what the other party was working so hard for.

Yamato has not been unscathed for the past three days. His double swords have hit vital points several times. If Yamato hadn't had the same physique as that monster, she would have been defeated long ago.

"People like you won't understand. You, a guy who ignores life, will always be a loser! Ice Zhuzhan!"

Dahe jumped high, and the mace smashed down with domineering and freezing air, but this time, the mace missed the golden lion.

Withered Wood and Sakura Ten were floating in the air dripping with blood, the blade was as black as ink, and the thick domineering aura reappeared on the blade after more than ten years, and blocked Yamato's attack out of thin air.

That is an advanced usage of armed color domineering, blocking the enemy through the air.

「Little devil, the second round has just begun!」

The golden lion's beard and hair fluttered, much more arrogant than before, and there was an aura in his eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time. That stick completely woke him up