Cut Off Robin Fruit, Ohara True Several Thousand Hands

Punch out.

Tiger howls.

The moment Bai Yu punched directly, everyone immediately heard a thunderous roar that shattered all the glass in the auction house, and exploded beside the eardrums.

The momentum was so great that everyone who heard the sound felt their whole body was boiling with qi and blood, and they were so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood.

Some of the relatively weaker ones were even dizzy from the sound of the tiger's roar, their eyes turned black, and they couldn't see the changes in the battle situation at all.

Just then.

A gray white-haired giant tiger exudes disdain for the oppression of the world, jumped out from Bai Yu's fist, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the oncoming black knife with its frightening fangs.

boom

As expected by everyone, the collision between Ultimate's "eight-nine-three" punch and the slash did not occur at all.

Some just jumped out of the day tiger, and then opened its mouth to bite.

After a brief stalemate.

With a tooth-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing, the gigantic day tiger bit Dracule Mihawk's Armament Haki covering the black knife to pieces.

chi chi

As the Armament Haki dissipated, the black light that shrouded the blade, symbolizing sharpness and tenacity, dissipated immediately.

Immediately.

There seemed to be a cold light flashing in the eyes of the day tiger, and then the tiger's mouth was hard.

click

There was a crackling sound.

Under Dracule Mihawk's unbelievable eyes, the sharp knife in his hand was cut in two.

clang

Half of the broken blade flew out across the air and stuck straight into the ground in front of Shanks, piercing the cold, hard floor.

Half of the broken blade was connected to the handle, and was tightly held by Dracule Mihawk's trembling hands, which could even clearly see the tiger's mouth cracking and blood oozing.

Dracule Mihawk's face turned pale, he let out a muffled grunt, and clenched his hands tightly.

Trembling for a while.

There was a stalemate for a while.

The continuous stream of terrifying power that swept from the knife to his hands and spread to his whole body seemed to have disappeared.

I don't know whether it was he who carried it, or Bai Yu's punch broke his saber, and his strength was exhausted.

Even the gray and white giant tiger that bit off his saber was gradually disappearing.

"broken!"

Dracule Mihawk panted heavily, and when he looked at the broken knife in his hand, there was a flash of self-blame and anger.

In his opinion.

For a swordsman, any small gap or crack on the saber is a huge shame.

Not to mention, he has even been interrupted with his saber now.

"You lost."

Bai Yu retracted the fist he swung out, and scattered the Armament Haki wrapped around his palm.

"I can still fight!"

"If only my Haki could be stronger."

"If my sword can last a little longer."

The shame of the broken sword.

No swordsman can bear it.

Not to mention Dracule Mihawk.

However.

Although he wanted to wash away his shame, his saber was broken.

A swordsman who has lost his weapon is equivalent to a tiger without claws. Even if he still has the strength to swing his sword, he has no deterrent power.

"This swordsman is still too young after all."

"In the face of shame and defeat."

"Has even his hawk eyes been blinded?"

Watching the battle from the sidelines, Monkey·D·Dragon, who had a panoramic view of the entire duel, couldn't help shaking his head when he saw Dracule Mihawk's unwilling face.

"Uncle Long, is there something wrong?"

"His knife is broken, but the man is still standing."

"There is still power to fight, so naturally I don't want to give up!"

Robin heard Monkey·D·Dragon's whispering voice, couldn't help lowering his voice, and asked in a low voice.

Under the guidance of Monkey·D·Dragon, and with the help of a bunch of high-tech products from Vegapunk, although she has grown rapidly and even mastered the two-color Haki initially, her vision, knowledge, and strength are still far from the top of the world.. ...

Not like Monkey·D·Dragon.

At a glance, you can see the overall situation and see everything clearly.

"Bai Yu's fist, Rihu, do you really think it was exhausted?"

Monkey·D·Dragon did not answer the question.

"what do you mean.………."

After Robin heard this, she, who was smart and thoughtful, suddenly changed color.

Obviously.

She grasped the meaning of Monkey·D·Dragon's words.

"yes?"

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied.

"I still want to continue."

At this time.

Bai Yu spoke suddenly, and he naturally saw the unwillingness on Dracule Mihawk's face, and wanted to continue fighting to wash away the humiliation of breaking the knife.

After all, for a swordsman.

Nothing is more painful than the shame of a broken knife.

"So."

Before Dracule Mihawk could speak, Bai Yu raised his hand suddenly.

An arm grew from the ground under Robin's feet, and grabbed the great sword she held in her arms.

at this time.

Under the lights of the auction house, this knife unscrupulously bloomed its own edge.

Obviously.

Night is just night.

It's not the strongest black knife in the world.

But 4.5 even so, it is still ranked among the top twelve knives.

"Take it!"

Bai Yu's voice fell.

The hand that grabbed Ye and threw it forward.

Under a pair of shocked gazes, the supreme sharp knife Ye directly flew towards Dracule Mihawk.

Snapped

Dracule Mihawk subconsciously reached out to catch it, and when the eagle's eyes swept over Ye's body, it showed appreciation and love visible to the naked eye, but it disappeared immediately, replaced by thick humiliation and anger.

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