I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Sig's hand trembled slightly.

He suddenly changed his mind.

With Li Jing's swordsmanship, he is unlikely to die, and the sand crocodile poses no threat at all.

How about... having some fun with the sand crocodile first? Experience what it's like to fight a powerful opponent?

After all, if the battle ends so easily, I don't know when I'll have another chance to fight.

After thinking it over, Sieg's eyes changed.

He stood there, no longer panicked, and looked at Crocodile with a mocking gaze.

At that moment, the yellow sand swept in once more, and Crocodile swooped down like an arrow, a golden hook growing ever larger in Sieg's field of vision.

Sieg remained completely unfazed and instead burst into laughter.

Facing Crocodile's diving attack, Sieg remained calm and simply swung his sword casually.

The sword strike unleashed a burst of light that instantly engulfed Crocodile, who was charging towards him.

boom!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, Crocodile's body exploded into a cloud of yellow sand, reforming into a human form dozens of meters away, frowning as he looked at Sieg.

The current Sigur's sword is indeed not imbued with Armament Haki, making it impossible to hit his physical form.

However, the sheer power of the sword energy itself was enough to easily tear through his sand blade and dismantle his attack.

That destructive power could repel the yellow sand, making it impossible for Crocodile to get close.

Although he himself was unharmed, he seemed to have no way to deal with Sieg in his current state.

"Sand Crocodile, you're still too green."

Seeing this, Sieg felt much more at ease. He slightly raised his chin and looked down at Crocodile in front of him.

"So what if my domineering aura is exhausted?"

"So what if it's at its last gasp?"

"Even without Armament Haki, you are not worthy to be my enemy."

As he spoke, Sieg took a step towards Crocodile.

With each step he took, Sieg slightly raised his sword and casually slashed out.

The air was filled with hissing sounds as streaks of bright sword light rolled like a raging tide.

"The Desert Wall!"

Crocodile's face darkened as a massive wall of yellow sand rose up before him.

But the moment the giant wall rose, it was torn apart without any hindrance by Sieg's sword light, and crumbled into pieces.

He now had another wound that cut him in half at the waist.

"Desert Shield!"

"Desert Greatsword!"

Crocodile's face gradually darkened. He tried time and again to use the yellow sand to construct greatswords and shields to stop Sieg's attacks, but each time his sand was completely torn apart.

Although he was unharmed, his face felt burning hot.

Sieg was completely dominating him!

Crocodile is utterly useless against Siegfried's sword, whether in offense or defense.

This means that the gap in strength between the two has far exceeded his imagination.

If he weren't a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, unable to be physically struck, Siegfried would have killed him with a single sword strike.

This one-sided battle left the onlookers, who were watching from afar, dumbfounded.

Sieg's sword energy was like a vast ocean, endless and not at all like a spent force. Crocodile was completely unable to stop Sieg's attack.

This was a completely overwhelming battle.

It's like a cat-and-mouse game.

Sig was like that cat, casually slashing out with his sword, which Crocodile couldn't stop at all, and could only let it fall on him.

"That's incredible!"

"After cleaving the storm with a single sword strike, does Sieg still possess such formidable strength?"

"Crocodile just said that Sig has exhausted his Haki and is at his last gasp, but he doesn't look like he's at his last gasp at all."

Listening to the discussions of the crowd in the distance, Sieg remained calm and composed, maintaining the demeanor of a powerful figure.

But secretly, I was pleased.

This is different from the previous cautious pretense of being a big shot.

Sig is now able to easily deal with Crocodile, so he is not flustered at all and has personally experienced what it feels like to be an unparalleled powerhouse.

Tomka had plenty of time; he wasn't in a hurry at all.

At the same time, the Emperor Engine was still pounding, pumping blood into Sieg's entire body at high speed like a pump.

However, the frequency of these beats is much lower than before.

Sig didn't feel much fear at this moment, but the Emperor Engine was still activated.

This gave Sieg a sudden realization.

The Emperor Engine is essentially the sound of a heartbeat.

So, to activate KING's Emperor Engine, fear is not necessarily required.

People's heart rate may increase when they are excited, exercising vigorously, or watching suspenseful and exciting movies.

For example, in this current battle, what drives the Emperor's Engine is not fear, but tension and excitement.

This allowed Sig to react faster and gain more physical strength than he usually did.

Of course, for KING's Emperor Engine, fear is the greatest driving force, capable of unleashing the Emperor Engine to its fullest potential.

If we're talking about the old "True Emperor Engine," it could reach 2nd or 3rd gear.

The current Emperor Engine can probably reach 1.5 gears.

.......

Sieg remained expressionless, calmly displaying his swordsmanship.

Crocodile, however, felt a growing sense of anxiety.

This was completely different from what he had expected!

Although Sieg has exhausted his Haki and cannot harm him for the time being, this is only temporary!

A person's domineering aura is like their physical strength; it can be depleted in battle, but it can also be restored through rest.

For a powerful opponent like Sigurd, a period of rest is all it takes to recover a certain amount of Armament Haki, allowing him to truly strike the physical body.

At that point, Crocodile will only face death!

Crocodile's face darkened. He changed his tactics, no longer trying to block Sig's attack. Instead, he turned into sand and flew up like a cannonball toward Robin, who was far behind Sig.

Chapter 223 Drawing the Sword

Behind the battlefield of both sides.

Robin stood behind a broken wall, looking somewhat bewildered, his mind a jumbled mess of thoughts.

It was only recently that Crocodile brought her here from the West Sea.

She had thought that this powerful new boss would bring her a stable life.

Who could have imagined that the experience after arriving here would be even more turbulent than when I was in the Western Sea?

The natural disaster that destroyed the city was cleaved in two by Sieg's sword.

The man suddenly and abruptly claimed to want to recognize her as his daughter... and a fierce battle ensued with Crocodile.

Further away, one of the murderers who destroyed Ohara is lurking, watching with predatory intent.

Robin was at a loss, unsure whether to seize the opportunity to escape or quietly wait for the winner to emerge.

As he pondered, a gust of wind swept through the air, and Crocodile, his body partially transformed into an elemental form, flew through the air, raising his golden hook, exuding killing intent.

"Robin?"

A thought flashed through Sieg's mind, and he immediately started running, his feet moving like a whirlwind.

While possessed by Tomka, Sig ran with a style that made him seem to fly, and with the Emperor Engine still running, his speed was by no means slow.

Robin was originally hiding some distance behind Higuma, closer to him. Higuma's run quickly intercepted Crocodile, who was flying towards him.

Sieg immediately unleashed another sword strike, a vast sword light flashing past, directly cleaving Crocodile's entire body into pieces of quicksand.

This scene was also seen by Robin behind them.

But at the same time.

Behind Sieg, a wisp of sand rose faintly in the wind, even sparking faintly as it rubbed against the air, before striking Sieg's waist.

The sands under Crocodile's control can easily crush rocks.

Although this wisp of yellow sand carried by the wind is small, its power is not weak.

But then there was a loud "clang".

The bottle at Sieg's waist was shattered completely by this blow.

Broken glass bottles were scattered all over the ground, and murky liquor flowed everywhere, gradually seeping into the cracked earth beneath Sieg's feet.

"My wine bottle?"

Sieg's heart skipped a beat.

Crocodile actually used a feint? Was his aim to smash his bottle?

The yellow sand coalesced back into Crocodile's body, and he stood at a distance, sneering at Sieg.