How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 230 Domineering
Then the ground beneath everyone's feet began to undulate, stretching all the way to the end of their sight, as if the entire desert came alive at this moment.

"This is...weaponization?!"

"Don't you want to die, old man?!"

"You're just going to use this life-burning trick!?"

Cold sweat broke out on Kizaru's forehead, but his body instinctively stood side by side with Aokiji, releasing armed Haki to block the incoming attack.

But it couldn't stop the increasingly turbulent sand waves under his feet and the increasingly raging winds around him.

At this moment, the Marines with weaker strength could not even stand steadily, with half of their bodies buried in the sand and dust.

The coat printed with the word "justice" fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Aokiji's gaze was fixed on the two people who were retreating in the smoke in the distance, with undisguised horror in his eyes.

Speaking of armament color alone, Zephyr is the number one in the navy.

Do not!
Not only in the navy, even in the entire world, Zephyr is the only one who has become the strongest by relying solely on physical skills and his honed armament Haki.

How could such a person not have some pride in his heart? !
In other words, if he did not have absolute confidence in himself, Zephyr would not have been able to become a legendary figure within the navy at that time, alongside Garp and Sengoku.

But that happened more than 20 years ago, but it is happening again before Aokiji's eyes!
"The old man has actually recovered to this extent?!"

Aokiji couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Even though he knew something about Zefa's strength, he never expected that Zefa was not far from his peak.

"recover?"

Kizaru murmured, his pupils shrinking:

"In terms of belief and the use of Armament Haki, he is already better than he was twenty years ago."

"But that body is no longer what it used to be, and he can't fully display his powerful Armament Haki. But if he can do this..."

"There is no suspense in this battle anymore!"

Kizaru knew Gawain's fighting ability, and he was even more aware of Gawain's resilience and willpower, which was like that of a beast, no, a monster.

But facing Zefa who is almost at his peak, there is no point in this battle...

Gawain will lose!

this moment.

Whether it was Kizaru and Aokiji around the battlefield, or the hundreds of marines around the battlefield, they all made the same judgment.

A red figure with wings on its back flew out from the smoke and dust like a cannonball, smashing several sand dunes before it barely came to a stop.

"Cough-cough-!"

Gawain slowly stood up, his face flushed red, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat, his face looking extremely ugly:
"Ryuo that invades the human body and destroys it from the inside?!"

"The old guy is really powerful!"

Say it.

Gawain took a deep breath, then looked up at Zefa who was coming towards him again from a distance.

The latter was also covered in blood, but his spirit and energy became more and more intense as the battle progressed.

Zefa's once invincible belief is being re-condensed, and the domineering power based on this belief is becoming stronger and stronger.

The observation Haki that turns into instinct after being forgotten can be said to be the natural enemy of predicting the future!

Foresight means thinking and decision-making, both of which take time, but instinctive intuitive observation Haki does not have this.

This tiny time difference is almost fatal in the battle between the strongest.

If Observation Haki only makes Gawain feel difficult, then Zephyr's Armament Haki can be said to be feeding shit.

With the help of his intuitive observation Haki, he accurately intercepted Gawain's slash, and after removing most of the force, the remaining slash that fell on his body could be blocked by Zephyr's pitch-black armament Haki.

If a frontal attack cannot break through the battle armor's defense, then use the Ryuying to directly damage Gao Wen's internal organs.

If he hadn't met Zephyr today, he really couldn't imagine that pure Armament Haki could actually be so powerful? !
but……

Just like Zefa who is getting more and more excited at this moment.

Gawain's body also became extremely excited.

With the blessing of the three attributes of balance, harmony, and heaven, even in the desert battlefield, where the Red Dragon's long-fighting ability cannot be brought into play, Gawain's endurance is still at a monster level.

The injuries caused by Zefa just now were almost healed in just a few breaths, and even made Gawain's fighting spirit even stronger!
In the surrounding void, red lightning flashed.

The domineering color that should have spread out in all directions like an impact, at this moment, seemed to be under Gawain's command, converging on the attacking Zephyr...

Bo——!
It was like a physical shock wave, stirring up a cloud of dust, but it could not stop Ze's figure even for a moment:

"Have you been able to control the Conqueror's Haki to a certain extent?!"

“What an enviable power.”

"But there is more than one way to reach the top. Practicing to the ultimate in swordsmanship, the ultimate in armament color, or even developing one's own abilities to a whole new dimension are all viable paths."

"me……"

"I have never believed that I must rely on Conqueror's Haki to fight against those monsters!"

"I just want to take my own path!"

"Come!"

After a loud shout, Zefa suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of Gawain like a black shadow.

Also at this moment.

Gao Wen finally saw the strange appearance of the old man in front of him.

The armament color all over his body is no longer just attached to the surface of his body, but is like a layer of faint flame, constantly burning...

"This is……"

When Gawain was confused, a new name came to his ears:

"Black Arm Style - Random Arrow Attack!"

Countless black fists instantly occupied Gawain's sight, and the whistling sense of oppression made him feel as if he was facing countless mountains pressing down on him!

This is... the power that is enough to compete with those legends? !

Interesting! Interesting! Interesting!

Gawain's eyes turned red, and he stomped his feet backwards, crushing the sand dunes directly.

He used the force to swing the long sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a sky full of sword light collided with Zefa's incoming fist.

Don't retreat even a single step!

This is because both Gawain and Zephyr know that this retreat means defeat, and will leave a permanent flaw deep in their hearts, just like Crocodile once did.

Gawain didn't want to be that kind of person.

The next moment...

when!
when!
when!
The dense sonic booms sounded again, raising a tide of sand in the desert and rushing in all directions.

"Something's wrong!"

Aokiji gave up relying on Armament Haki to block the damage and simply leaned down:

"Ice Age!"

The biting cold air spread out from Aokiji, instantly freezing everyone and the desert beneath their feet, barely stabilizing their position.

But the surrounding desert is not so lucky.

The surging sand waves almost swallowed up everything around them.

The marines looked at this scene in shock, unable to utter a word for a moment. Some of them had already begun to regret why they had insisted on staying here.

There was even a foul smell in the air at this moment...

Aokiji knew what happened without thinking. He did not turn around, but just said calmly:

"Justice does not mean fearless sacrifice."

"Even if you want to prove your courage, get trained, and become stronger, you don't have to sacrifice your life for it."

"Let's go now, there's still time."

The sound fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they were unwilling, they understood that they were not even qualified to watch the battle. They turned around and found out.

A retreat route made of ice is right behind him.

……

Huang Yuan watched everyone retreat, but did not stop them. He just looked at the battlefield in the distance with a strange expression:
"Knight Gawain, have you tried to control the Conqueror's Haki?!"

"But there is still some way to go before you can freely control the Conqueror's Haki."

Aokiji glanced at him, and after a slight pause, he turned to look at Kizaru with a hint of suspicion:
"If I remember correctly, the practice of Conqueror's Haki requires one battle after another, even a life-and-death battle. Only in this way can one break one's own limit."

"Senior Borsalino, you said before that you and Knight Gawain have fought many times. Could it be that you are serving as a sparring partner for him?!"

Kizaru's expression froze:
"Why do you think he's willing to stay here when I can't keep him here?!"

"Tsk tsk tsk~ But Mr. Sengoku or the World Government may not think so. However, this matter can be big or small..."

"I don't want the wine you hid..."

"What kind of wine?"

Aokiji just pretended to be stupid:

"I do have a wine cellar, but it's empty, you see..."

"..."

"I know."

"How embarrassing!?"

The corners of Kizaru's mouth couldn't help but twitch:
"You also have that kind of emotion? Really..."

"Hahaha……"

Aokiji laughed twice and turned to look at the battlefield in the distance.

After a roar, the fight between the two paused for a moment, and then became intense again.

Following Zefa's outburst, Aokiji seemed a little solemn:

"If the old man uses the weaponization, there will be no suspense in this battle. The only difference is how long the knight Gawain can hold out."

Kizaru also put away the expression on his face, his eyes darkened slightly:
"Are you worried about the old man's physical condition?!"

Aokiji nodded:
"Weaponization is a secret technique that the old man developed when he was young, based on his own practice of Armament Haki to the extreme."

"By compressing and tempering the armament color in his body, he could greatly increase its strength and offensive and defensive capabilities in a short period of time. This was his most representative skill back then."

"Those arms wrapped in black smoke are the origin of the name Black Wrists."

"But his body is no longer what it used to be. This ability, which is extremely burdensome and can even cost him his lifespan, will probably make his physical condition worse."

"This is inevitable."

"Ah."

Kizaru responded, then raised his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The fight between the two gradually became more intense, and they used all their strength in every move.

Gawain was almost completely suppressed by Zefa, with countless wounds on his body, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter...

He felt a new kind of power, no, it was the flow of will!

“Good fighting spirit.”

Kizaru exclaimed in praise.

Originally, he was extremely confident in Gawain's fighting ability.

Over the years, he has fought against many well-known new generations. It can be said that Gao Wen is the one closest to the strongest among them.

Apart from the Four Emperors and the legends of the past, Kizaru couldn't even find a strong enough person to compete with him.

Zefa, who is no longer at his peak, should have been included in this list.

Unfortunately, it's also fate~
Gawain's action of capturing Zephyr turned out to be the last piece of the puzzle for Zephyr's rebirth.

This old man, who was already in his twilight years, was now full of new vitality and violent power, and had already shown some traces of his peak period...

"pity--!"

"Um?!"

The words haven't been spoken yet.

Kizaru's pupils suddenly shrank, because the figure that flew backwards this time was not the knight Gawain, but Zephyr.

"what happened?!"

Aokiji let out a cry of surprise.

It was because the war situation turned around so quickly that it exceeded everyone's expectations.

Even Zefa, who was on the battlefield, was slightly distracted at this moment, until a familiar pain appeared in his shoulder...

laugh!
The wound split open and a layer of blood mist burst out in the air.

But it only lasted for a moment before Zefa controlled his muscles and stopped it.

But Zefa showed a look of horror for the first time tonight:

"This feeling is... Domineering Haki? A slash with Domineering Haki?!"

"This guy……"

call!
The wind howled.

Gawain swung his sword and blew away all the smoke and dust that enveloped him.

His figure appeared in front of everyone again.

The pair of dragon wings were covered with torn wounds, and even several wing limbs were obviously fractured.

His chest was full of dents left by Zefa's fists.

But these wounds were secondary. What was more serious was the armament color that Zephyr blasted into his body, constantly destroying his internal organs.

But his spirit and his will are rising steadily with the passage of time.

Red lightning was wrapped around the long sword in his hand. Just one look at it would shock those with weak wills and make them lose their resolve.

now.

Gawain was not aware of what was happening to him, but he could sense that his condition was better than ever before.

Everything in the body is subject to one's will.

From the cells in the body, to the bones and internal organs, to the dragon wings behind him, and even to his originally unruly and domineering aura...

I am the king!

The moment this thought came to mind, Gao Wen had a strong urge.

Dye the world in your own color.

Then his eyes fell on Zefa, and he said indifferently:
"Let's... continue!"

"Round three!"

Ode——!
As there was a loud bang, Gawain appeared behind Zefa.

Zephyr's intuitive Observation Haki allowed him to instinctively extend his prosthetic limb and intercept Gawain's slash in advance.

However, after being honed day and night, his prosthetic limbs, which should have been as easy to use as his fingers and arms, now felt awkward, as if invaded by another will!
Zefa was very familiar with this strange feeling.

He had experienced this countless times in battles with Golden Lion, Whitebeard, Roger, and even Garp and Sengoku.

"Overlord color entanglement!"

"You actually mastered such a skill in battle?!"

"monster!"

After an exclamation of praise.

Zefa realized what had happened and instinctively wanted to remedy the situation, but in the end he was a step too late.

A prosthetic limb flew into the air and fell limply to the side, with a trace of blood on the joint.

(End of this chapter)