Chapter 400 Let’s go meet
[Series at the beginning of the chapter · Lovesickness 28 · "Flat Blade Style"] [The Nine Snakes Palace was silent. The soft and light footsteps echoed one after another. Hancock came alone to the depths of the palace, to the valley behind the secret passage, and slowly walked to the square historical text. With long black hair down to her waist and long sleeves fluttering, Hancock looked up and stared for a long time, unable to understand a single word. A carving knife slipped out from under her sleeves, and Hancock casually swung it, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and stone chips flew everywhere...]——
The Thunderstorm Demon Sword, wrapped in domineering power, slashed towards Lin Qi's neck, but he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it with his bare hands.
“……?!” His face was covered in blood, he was gasping for breath with one eye squinted, and Xiliu had the other eye wide open, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
This person could actually catch his knife with his bare hands...
Is it because I was injured too badly and my domineering aura has become too weak, or... is it because this scary guy, his physical strength and domineering aura are too strong?
The dark palm clamped Xiliu's knife, and Lynch swung the iron rod with his other hand, making a whistling sound.
This person's physical strength... won't decline at all?! Xiliu's eyes were bloodshot. The stick fell on his body, and black lightning burst out one by one, and his arm bones broke with a crackling sound.
Xilu screamed in pain, his face distorted in pain.
Not far away, Mihawk, with his arms crossed, looked over at them, especially observing Giorno carefully.
“…”
Lynch's attack paused and suddenly stopped.
He covered his neck and throat...
The small hole that was pierced through the trachea by the hair with the color of Armament superimposed on Life Return...has now healed.
With his mouth and nose still sealed with gold, Lynch was unable to breathe again.
After just a brief pause, Lynch looked down again and saw only pools of blood on the yellow sand, and Yu Zhixilu had disappeared. He must have taken the opportunity to run away.
“…………”
The iron rod hung low, with blood dripping from the end of the rod and seeping into the sand. The black domineering aura dissipated and retreated from Lynch's hand back into his body along the shaft of the rod.
Lin Qi was speechless and lost interest.
Click…
The black armor on his body fell off piece by piece, and reassembled in front of him to form the stand "BIB".
"BIB" took the iron rod and pointed it behind the main body.
Lynch turned around and saw Robin carrying a shoulder bag and a green-haired man lying at his feet, so he strode towards him.
When he came closer, Robin could see clearly that the lower half of his face was actually covered with a layer of gold, which seemed to be glued to his face and skin, making it impossible for him to speak and breathe!
Robin opened her mouth and immediately thought of something in panic. It was the ability of the green-haired man on the ground! Lynch raised his hand to signal her to wait, and snapped his fingers twice. Without further ado, the black armor squatted down and stretched out his left hand covered with blue flame patterns to the unconscious Tezoro. He inserted it directly from his back and took out a golden triangular chip from his body... Lynch allowed the substitute to take away the magnetic fruit chip from his body, and then implanted the chip of the newly acquired golden fruit.
It took half a second to adapt...
Lynch raised his hand and wiped the golden mask on the lower half of his face. The gold stuck to his skin seemed to come to life, moving with his hand and turning into a golden stream that flew away from his facial skin.
"call--------!"
With his mouth and nose exposed to the light of day again, Lynch took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling much more relieved.
Robin was relieved.
She looked at the ball of gold in the air that was leaving Lynch's face and flying along his fingertips, and asked curiously, "What is this..."
After a brief thought, Robin remembered a fruit he had read about in the Parahuman category of the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia. "It's the Gold-Gold Fruit! It has the ability to control gold..."
"This entire island is filled with gold particles controlled by this guy..."
Lynch nodded. This small amount of gold was in his palm. Under the control of the power of the Gold-Gold Fruit, it could be round or flat and could be molded into any shape.
Robin was shocked. Does that mean that everyone on the island inhaled these gold particles in the air? No wonder! The gold that sealed Lynch's mouth and nose flew out of his body. It turned out that it was not an illusion...
“We’ll study these later.”
Lynch said, looking to the other side, and took the iron rod from "BIB".
Whoosh, the wind blew, sweeping up the yellow sand.
Robin was startled and looked over.
Over there, on the ring that had turned into a pile of yellow sand, Hawkeye stood there with a black knife on his back, folding his arms and looking at Giorno from a distance.
This scene, this picture, it seems like they are about to fight and decide the winner...
The host and several referees, who were covered in sand and looked disheveled, hid behind the sand dunes, watching nervously but expectantly.
In front of countless large screens around the world, countless viewers were watching the screen, the vast yellow sand, and the confrontation between two powerful men on the left and right, as if they could feel the tense and exciting atmosphere on the scene!
"I've always wondered,"
Lynch weighed the iron rod in his hand and asked with a smile, "Who won between you and Shanks?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The tension was gone and Mihawk smiled beneath his mustache, "I'd like to know that, too."
"Huh? You've never fought before?" Lynch was curious.
"We fought each other," Mihawk crossed his arms, "but we didn't duel."
"Oh~~" Lin Qi nodded in understanding.
"The red-haired guy is on this island," Hawkeye said again, "Why don't we go and fight him and find out?"
"Shanks is also on this island?"
Lynch was super surprised.
Firstly, he didn't have the ability to observe back then, so how could he know what Shanks' aura felt like; secondly, this resort island was a mixed bag recently, with all kinds of auras, and it was impossible for Lynch to pay attention to the countless auras coming in and out of this island 24 hours a day... Although he was a strong man with bottomless energy to squander, he was not so bored.
"Then let's go and meet in person!"
He was very happy. He stuffed the iron rod into Robin's backpack and then put it into the Den Den Mushi castle in the bag.
Lynch and Robin left the arena, which had turned into a small desert.
Mihawk followed, carrying the black knife Night on his back.
After the three of them left, the entire empty venue was left with only the host and a few referees, as well as a few spectators who had fled...
Everyone was speechless, looking at each other, with nothing to say, and all remained silent.
Just... leave?
Since it's already so chaotic, why don't you just call it a day in the finals? Maybe this is the capriciousness of the strong...
Countless viewers around the world looked at the yellow sand in the picture, not knowing what to say. Perhaps for strong men like Mihawk and Giorno, it is rare to follow the rules step by step to participate in the competition. For them, whether to follow the so-called rules or not is always just a matter of their mood...
They obeyed before because they wanted to.
Now they ignore everyone in the world and walk away because they are too lazy to care.
The sand was empty, and the breeze blew up the fine sand, sweeping over the unconscious Tezoro lying on the sand...
………………
On the beach of the resort island, the Red Hair Pirates were in groups of two or three, with navy soldiers lying on the ground around them. They were drinking, bragging, chatting and laughing.
Suddenly the red-haired boy looked somewhere and laughed in surprise, "Isn't this Giorno? Hahaha!"
1 million words!
(End of this chapter)