From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

"Ski!!! I will never let you escape!!" Magellan, his figure covered in venom, hurriedly chased after him from behind.

Shi Ji still laughed loudly and said: "My fate is in my own hands!!!"

The moment he broke through the door, Shiqi felt much more relaxed both physically and mentally.

Because he felt that as long as he broke out of the cage, leaving would be easy!

However, just before his laughter died down, that arrogant expression suddenly froze.

Because he saw a very familiar figure at the port.

Diarmait also had a smile on his face at this time. He waved at Shiqi with a brilliant expression and said, "My destiny is in my own hands? You are so arrogant. It's been a long time since we last met, Shiqi!! Tan!" "Diarmait!!!" Shiqi's eyes flashed with anger and he roared.

"Come to think of it, I had forgotten you had two famous swords in your hand. What a coincidence that you came today. They'll barely be enough for me to use for a while..." Diarmuid said as he slowly drew out the broken sword hanging from his waist.

As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmait stomped his feet and pounced on Shiqi like a tiger!

There was a solemn look in Shi Ji's eyes. The two famous swords formed a flower shadow and he raised his hand to slash out with two strikes!

Lion and tiger, fight now!

Chapter 127: I present this sword to my old friend from Beihai! (Three more chapters)

Although the knife is broken, it is still quite sharp.

The Chozen Mikotoru in Diarmuid's hand suddenly pressed down on Shiki's Sakura Ten.

Then, the brutal gravity erupted immediately, and before Shiqi could lift his other famous sword, the Deadwood, he was kicked by Diarmuid and deflected a little.

After just one fight, a hint of regret flashed across Diarmait's eyes.

Diarmait's broken sword pressed against Shiki's Sakura Ten. The two men faced each other, and as their eyes locked, Diarmait whispered, "Shiki, you are old and useless!"

Shiqi, who was originally resisting Diarmait's pressure, heard this and a fierce and angry look flashed in his eyes, saying: "Arrogant!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shiqi loosened his wrist with his other hand, and the famous sword Ku Mu directly swung out a flower shadow and stabbed Diarmuid from the side.

Just like back then in Marineford, the same moves and tactics were used.

Just like he did in Marineford, Diarmait did not try to hide, but simply wrapped his domineering aura around his waist and abdomen.

The next second, the sharp sword, Deadwood, fiercely pierced Diarmait's waist and abdomen.

But unfortunately, he was blocked by the domineering aura and no blood was seen.

"I was wrong. You're not old. You're only in your early fifties, still in the prime of life. How can you casually call me old?" Diarmait said this first, but a hint of regret appeared in his eyes as he continued, "But you're useless, Shiji. Two years ago, your sword could have severely injured me, but two years later, it can't even break my dominance. You've suffered a lot in the past two years, and I'm no longer the same person I used to be!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmait exerted force in his hand, and the powerful gravity immediately broke through Shiki's resistance. With a single blow, he chopped him away.

Shiki's legs were dripping with blood, his sword pressed against his hand. Ying Ju, unable to withstand the pressure, flew backwards over ten meters, nearly being forced back into Impelton's gate.

Only then did he release the strength in his body and look at Diarmait's strong figure with a somewhat obscure look.

He concentrated his hands, as if he wanted to release some domineering power, but the black armed color domineering power, as soon as it came out, did not have time to wrap around the blade, and quickly retreated.

At the same time, a look of pain flashed in Shi Ji's eyes, and there was a faint trace of bright red blood flowing out from under the rudder on his head.

Two years ago, at Marine Headquarters, Marineford, Shiki could no longer unleash his Conqueror's Haki.

It can be seen that the smell color and armed color domineering can still be used skillfully.

But for the next two years, he was imprisoned in a cage in Impelton, and it took him more than half a year to recover from his injuries.

But what kind of good place is Impelton?

Do you really think you can undergo rehabilitation training?

He didn't eat or drink well, and his physical condition was getting worse and worse. He would have headaches from time to time. During the Battle of Edwall, the rudder of the ship got stuck in his head, tormenting him to death.

Now, not only has his physical fitness declined to the extreme, but even his domineering power can no longer be used.

The only things that made Shiki so powerful were the two swords in his hands and the power of the Floating Fruit.

But even so, when he met Magellan, he chose to avoid his attack, and when facing Diarmait who was blocking the door.

Even if she wanted to give it her all, she couldn't even break the domineering aura from him.

I dare not call him a hero, but he deserves to be called a hero.

Now, the hero is old, that's what it is like.

Seeing that Shiqi didn't move, Diarmuid raised his hand and said, "Don't attack."

Magellan hesitated for a moment, but when he saw his superior, McCarthy, nodded at him, he calmed down.

"If you don't lose your spirit, does that mean you're useless?" Shiqi suddenly looked at Diarmait and asked.

"I'm well aware of how arrogant you, Golden Lion, are. You're still as proud as ever, and as heroic as ever. But to me, you're ruined. Shiki, even if you're incredibly proud, today, don't even think about stepping into this prisoner's graveyard of Impelton..." Diarmait raised his hand and pointed his broken knife at Shiki. After a brief pause, he continued, "The days of you and Roger vying for attention are over. Now is a new era. You're a remnant of the old era. There's no ship in this new era that can carry you, Shiki!"

Shiqi was stunned for a moment and murmured softly: "A remnant of the old era... In just two years, I have become a remnant?" "Two years is enough." Diarmait said seriously.

"Hahahaha..." Shiqi suddenly burst into laughter, and then, like Diarmait, he pointed his sword at Diarmait and said, "In the new era, there is no ship that can carry me? Diarmait, perhaps that is so, but I have finally broken free from the cage of Impelton and breathed the long-lost air of freedom. It is not meaningless that I cut off these legs. If this is the ticket to fight you here, then these legs are worth cutting off. Whether it is the new era or the old era, you don't have to say these words to dampen my spirit..."

After a brief pause, Shiqi said with great pride: "There is no point in saying more. A useless man deserves a broken sword. Today is the perfect day. Come, Diarmait, use the broken sword in your hand to cut off the spirit of this useless man!!!" Diarmait laughed at this and said, "Well, you are worthy of being the golden lion that impressed me the first time I saw you in the North Sea. Even if you have committed a thousand sins, your heroic spirit is indomitable. Today, let me cut off your spirit here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmait raised his hand and placed the broken sword, Zeng Mihu Che, across his chest, holding the handle with one hand and stroking the broken blade with the other.

Wherever his palm passed, it brought with it a domineering aura like flowing clouds, turning Chang Zeng Mihu Che into a blade of nothingness. At the same time, the water-like power of the devil fruit that was constantly overflowing from his body was actually all retracted.

This knife is full of dominance.

"One-sword style. Cloud tiger..." Diarmuid said softly.

Shiki was a ruthless and decisive guy. At this moment, he actually stood on the ground with his broken leg, and all the power of the Floating Fruit in his body was restrained.

Then, he slowly raised his famous sword. Ying Ju raised his eyes, bloodshot, the rudder on his head trembling faintly, and bright red blood flowed from his forehead.

At this moment, the Sakura Juukami in his hand suddenly rolled up a powerful armed color domineering aura, and forcibly turned the knife into a black knife.

"The power of the lion. The roar of the sea!!!" Shiqi shouted in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmait and Shiqi moved.

The speed of the two people could not be called fast or slow. The people standing on the Impelton Harbor could clearly see that the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Then, the blades in their hands collided with each other.

First, there was a clash of armed color domineering, sweeping up and sweeping away everything around the two people.

Then, an invisible aura, like a fight between a lion and a tiger, burst out from the two men.

That is domineering and domineering.

Shi Ji's momentum was like a lion in a desperate situation, fearless of death. His long golden hair was turned blood red by the blood under the rudder.

Diarmuid's momentum was like a tiger coming down the mountain, unstoppable. The broken blade of the Changzen Mikoto in his hand cut through Shiki's armed color domineering.

Two extremely powerful domineering auras erupted, causing many jailers at the port to faint on the spot. The originally calm sea was now turbulent and the sky became gloomy.

But just when everyone thought the situation was about to get worse, suddenly, everyone seemed to hear a wailing cry... ...begging for flowers.

I don’t know where the wailing came from, but it was obvious to the naked eye that Diarmait’s momentum instantly overwhelmed Shiqi, the desperate lion.

The next second, a flash of blood flashed, and the famous sword in Shiki's hand, Sakura Ten, was cut in half by the broken sword in Diarmuid's hand, Chozen Mikotoru.

As a result, a huge wound appeared on his chest, so deep that the bone was visible.

With a clang, the Sakura Ten in Shiki's hand fell to the ground along with the broken blade.

At the same time, the surging momentum of the confrontation also subsided silently, without so much danger. Looking again, it seemed as if the two were just standing face to face, chatting, without the intensity of a few breaths ago.

Shiki looked down at the wound on his chest, a smile playing on his lips as he said, "We've fought three times. The first time, you only left a scratch on my face, while I stabbed you through the chest. The second time, at Marineford, you and I were both injured by that bastard Zhan Guo. And the third time, I failed to injure you at all, yet I left you with this wound..."

"Isn't that a big improvement?" Diarmuid slowly put Chang Zeng Mihu Che into the scabbard and said softly.

"No, I should say that I have regressed too much..." Shiqi shook his head.

Diarmait was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Indeed, you are the weakest you have ever been."

"New Era, is there no ship that can carry me?" Shi Ji suddenly asked.

"The warship can take you on a ride, but I'm afraid you won't want to take it." Diarmait teased with a smile.

"What a proud spirit..." Shiqi suddenly closed his eyes and said sadly.

Before Diarmait could speak, Shiki spoke again, "Impelton, now that I'm out, there's no reason for me to go back in. Diarmait, although we're rivals, for the sake of the North Sea, please give me a quick death."

Diarmuid felt a lot of emotions when he saw Shiqi closing his eyes and begging for death.

To be honest, he was absolutely reluctant to kill Shiki. After all, in his eyes, Impelton was just a powerful devil fruit breeding base. It wouldn't be too late to kill Shiki after he got the Dark-Dark Fruit.

This was exactly what he had originally planned.

But at this moment, looking at Shi Ji's arrogant look with his eyes closed, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

"Forget it. Why should I humiliate a hero for this? It only makes me look narrow-minded." Diarmait sighed in his heart.

Then, he unsheathed the Nagasomi Hutetsu in his hand and whispered, "This sword is called Nagasomi Hutetsu, and it ranks among the twenty-first great weapons. I obtained it in the North Sea, and it has accompanied me in my battles for nearly seven years. Although it is broken, I have never discarded it. Today, I will give this sword to you, my old friend from the North Sea!"

Upon hearing this, Shiqi opened his eyes, looked at the broken knife in Diarmait's hand, smiled and said, "Thank you very much..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmait no longer hesitated and put his arm around Shiki's shoulders. At the same time, the broken knife in his hand accurately pierced Shiki's chest, breaking his heart.

"Cough." A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Shiqi's mouth, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

In these last moments of his life, all he thought about was the Battle of Edwall.

"If there hadn't been that storm, what would the world be like? Roger... Diarmait." Ski murmured softly.

"Then maybe it won't be Roger's turn to be the champion. You, Shiki, are unrivaled in the world." Diarmait chuckled. "Unrivaled in the world...?" "Hahahahahahahaha..."

Shiqi laughed loudly and then fell silent.

A generation of heroes, the Golden Lion, died here.

Chapter 128 The Torrent of the Times! (Fourth Update)

G-7 Naval Base.

There is a small grave near the coast.

This tomb looks ordinary, nothing special.

But unfortunately, there were three knives stuck in this grave.