The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal - Chapter 312

The so-called respiration is to inhale a large amount of oxygen through the pores, mouth and nose of the whole body, and then quickly convert it into carbon dioxide in the body. When they are exhaled again, it will further intensify photosynthesis.

“This looks familiar…”

Raleigh squinted at the image of Vidal.

The sharp long hair of the shawl, the rising arrogance, the bulging muscles full of explosive atmosphere, except for the different colors in all aspects, really look like the guy eight years ago.

【boom! 】

Vidal did not roar any powerful words, only blazing double lights burst out of his eyes.

The shiny black leather boots were stepped on, and the violent force forced the huge bull’s head to hang down.

【boom—-】

Vidal rushed wildly, wrapped in lightning green flames, and exploded vigorously, pushing against the violent wind and slapped out.

“It’s domineering again…”

Raleigh really didn’t understand why he consumed so much domineering when he came up, but this did not prevent the steel knife in his hand from turning into a ball of silver training.

[Wow! 】

Four or five meters high and six or seven meters wide, the green palm prints vigorously collided with the sharp blade of the silver wind.

The green palm and the blade light were entangled into one piece, and the wooden path between the two sides suddenly shattered, and a large amount of sea water could not stand the stimulation, and it was surging violently.

Until two energies of different nature exploded violently with an ear-splitting roar.

[Huh! 】

At this moment, a golden green light circled behind Leili, his hands were like pushing mountains, or he embraced a heavy grinding disc, wrapped in an extremely strong and thick air wave, and shot out fiercely.

“Huge horn!”

When Raleigh was just astonished at the speed displayed by Vidal, the latter exploded with a hot and dazzling golden light.

Fortunately, in terms of agility and speed, it is his strong point. He turned his head around and swept the steel knife in his hand, swiping a bright knife in front of him.

Suddenly, the two collided again, the wooden road underfoot cracked, the sea water rolled back, and the wind surrounded.

The next moment, the silver streamer flew out, and the golden and green light followed closely.

Just now, Lei Li’s revolving blade light was too hasty. Faced with a prepared attack, he was immediately defeated. Although the terrifying beam of light did not break through his domineering defense, it was indeed no problem to push him horizontally.

“Sure enough, he has become a lot stronger in that form.”

Raleigh looked at the vigorous Vidal and was amazed, and the latter’s style of play has also changed, and now he dares to take the initiative to catch up and fight melee.

“Alright, let me try!”

The silver streamer suddenly stopped flying backwards, and turned to meet the green light.

There is a loud noise!

The dazzling silver knife light appeared again, and beams of light shot through the air, turning into waves of rushing and roaring waves.

Vidal relied on the various enhancements provided by breathing, as well as the endless light and hot sun still splashing above his head, constantly making powerful green palm prints or fist prints.

The green light collided with the silver light and shattered, the steel knives and the boxers fought wildly, and the two figures were intertwined again and again.

The fierce fighting momentum here is not as good as the shocking battle between Karp and Roger in the central area, but it is also far stronger than the G-1 branch base commander Lieutenant General Edwin and the third person in the Roger regiment, Spark Jabba. there.

However, the situation over there is not optimistic. Lieutenant General Edwin was obviously crushed by Jabba’s double axes, and from time to time he needed the support and assistance of the surrounding generals.

Raleigh and Vidal fought all the way from the end close to the Oro Jackson to the naval fleet.

That’s right, facing the great sword tyrant who is fully serious, the deputy captain of the Roger Pirates, Raleigh of the “Pluto King”, Vidal is still at a disadvantage in the fierce battle while breathing.

but!

It’s just a disadvantage…

[Boom, boom, boom…]

The two of them collided with knives and fists in the air above the ten warship fleet, and there was a terrifying sound of successive explosions, and the green light and the light of the knives scattered like fireworks.

Vidalna’s armor covering his whole body made of Adam wood was cracked and damaged during the fight. There were also large and small incisions everywhere in his body. Although the photosynthetic energy was continuously restored, it was still somewhat related. Not the speed of destruction.

The superb swordsmanship, the strong armed domineering, and the domineering domineering look and experience that dominate him, so that the dense blades can always cover himself.

After a great battle, Vidal felt the difference between the “Pluto” and the “Lonely Red”.

Although both of them are great swordsmen, the latter’s movement speed and shot speed are faster, and coupled with the innate domineering ability to read the mind, it shows an absolute speed suppression.

And the swordsmanship in front of him is even more subtle. The layer is laminated with a tsunami-like continuous sword light slash, which makes Vidal feel pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, Raleigh’s armed color domineering level is significantly higher than that of Lederfield, and every cut can knock him back steadily.

“Although his strength and speed are much stronger, his terrible resilience is not worth mentioning…”

Leily looked at Vidal, who was rushing up again after he was cut out with another stab, and regarded the latter as a little monster.

At this time, Vidal was completely immersed in the battle, and there was no distracting thoughts in his mind except for thinking about the battle.

There is no fear, no pain, no tension, no fear, to show the best of everything you can.

He now understands a little bit, why the powerhouses in this world use close encounters in the final decision.

This is an expression of confidence in one’s most essential power, speed!

Regardless of whether it is an evenly matched opponent or an overpowering enemy, you must have the courage to rush to fight with the faith!

Only through battles won in this way, domineering and strength will be greatly improved in the future.

Vidal, in a breathing state, has indeed grown a lot stronger.

Now he encounters any opponent below the top level, he has the possibility of victory!

It is a pity that he faces the future, even if he is old, he can still fight against Polusalino, who is a navy admiral, and even take the lead in causing wounds.

But even so, Vidal still rushed up again and again, feeling the sharpness of the steel knife with his fists and palms.

If you can’t beat it, you can’t beat it, but when will you be defeated? That’s not necessarily true…

This is also the most speechless and surprised part of Raleigh at this time. According to Vidal’s hard power, that is, speed, strength, and the power of tricks, it should be difficult for him to survive the three strokes.

After all, the top level faces the non-top level, basically the result of crushing.

The problem is that although it is really difficult for Vidal to take his own slash head-on~www.mtlnovel.com~, it is basically an instant collapse, the boxer on his hand will break, the armor on his body will be damaged, and the whole person will bleed and fly upside down.

But the key is that the effect of photosynthetic energy in the breathing state is several times that of the previous one. In this state, as long as it is not a one-shot attack, any size of injury and physical strength will be restored in a few seconds.

That’s why Raleigh took a lot of effort to slap such a dense, layered layer of thousands of knives, trying to overcome this recovery speed by attacking frequency.

He can be said to have succeeded. The intensive blade light kept Vidal’s armor and body in a state of damage and injury, as evidenced by the terrifying cracks and wounds.

But he was also considered a failure, because Vidal was still moving, still beating, still entangled, the fist wind and palm prints would be magnificent, as if he was venting the endless fighting intent in his heart.

“What about the top powerhouse! I have to play with you in a forced 50-50 scene!”

What is forced fifty-five open?

Even though I can’t kill you, but you can’t kill me either…