Chapter 516

As we all know, sailing is quite boring and boring.

Especially in this world with sail as the main power, there are no entertainment activities on board. Even the party demon shanks can only open up and provide wine and food to his crew, so as to transfer their strong yearning and desire for land.

Similarly, Allen suddenly understood why Luffy had been shouting for a musician.

It is not that his brain circuit is different from that of normal people, but that in the endless sea, musicians can provide the most important spiritual pleasure for the crew, so as not to reduce the morale caused by long-time navigation.

When the red FOSS approached white beard's territory, the eyes of the whole world turned to it.

Because the outside world is not clear, the red haired Pirate Group just fulfilled its previous commitment and sent Allen to the place where white beard is located.

On the contrary, they have speculated whether the two maritime emperors of the new world will go to war or conclude some kind of covenant, which will break the original fragile balance?

Therefore, for a moment, both kaiduo and aunt, as well as the spy agencies of the Navy and the world government, sent personnel one after another to find out what kind of purpose was hidden behind shanks's move.

But none of this had even the slightest impact on Allen.

He still set aside an hour every day to exercise his domineering spirit, and let Honglong continue to further develop and try the slow fruit.

After about two weeks, the Mobic Dick, the flagship of the white bearded Pirate Group, finally appeared on the sea.

Obviously, Edward Newgate knew very well that his sons and daughters were not red haired opponents at all, so he rushed over as soon as he got the news.

"Ha ha! The strongest man in the world finally appeared. Are you ready? " Shanks asked, laughing and patting Alan on the shoulder.

The latter nodded slightly: "of course! I'm curious. Does the power of shaking fruit really have the power to destroy the whole world as rumored in the outside world? "

"Ah! you 're right! The strongest in the world is not claimed by white beard, but recognized by everyone. Be careful, don't be accidentally killed. "

While saying these words, shanks put away his playful expression with a strong warning in his tone.

"Don't worry, I'm not so easy to be killed."

Alan shrugged his shoulders and took off the ordinary accessory hanging at his waist and left it on the deck.

His move immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Ben Beckman, in particular, immediately couldn't help but say, "are you going to use the sword behind you?"

"Well! After all, the opponent is white beard. At least show a little respect. "

After that, Alan slowly pulled the burning magic sword out of its sheath.

instantaneous!

Boom!!!!!!

A dazzling red pillar of fire rose into the sky!

The terrible flames and heat waves immediately made the people around them retreat involuntarily.

"Damn it! What's the matter with this sword? "

A cadre of a red haired pirate regiment quickly covered with armed color to resist the suddenly rising temperature in the air, and stared at the burning magic sword with wide eyes.

"So this sword is his real card!" Ben Beckman touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

After all, most swordsmen will only carry one sword unless they are two swordsmen, but Alan is very abnormal to carry two.

This means that either he hides the fact that he is good at two swords, or only one of the two swords is really used to deal with strong enemies.

Before seeing the burning magic sword with his own eyes, Ben Beckman always thought it should be the former.

But now, he found that he was not only wrong, but also wrong.

When the burning magic sword came out of its scabbard, even the supreme fast knife pursued by countless swordsmen was eclipsed.

"Ha ha! You didn't do your best when you were fighting me? I'm really underestimated. " Shanks couldn't help laughing at himself.

Because he is also a great swordsman, he knows very well what it means to be cut down by an artifact level weapon such as the burning magic sword.

Even with the most advanced armed color for defense, it is bound to pay a very painful price, not just a little skin trauma.

"Excuse me for a moment."

At this moment, Allen had already focused all his attention on the tall old man on the deck of the Moby Dick.

He didn't even wait for the two ships to approach a relatively safe distance, so he took off directly.

At the moment of airborne, a young man with a cowboy hat jumped up from the deck, waved his fist and roared, "don't try to get close to Dad easily! Fire fist! "

Boom!

A huge inflated fireball shot out of the front of his fist.

"Hehe, you are really a good son, portcas D. ace."

Allen smiled and waved the burning magic sword in his hand, devouring the swollen fireball on the spot.

If we say that the devil fruit that has no threat to him in the world must be burning fruit and magma fruit.

Because the burning magic sword is an artifact forged from many of the world's most precious materials.

In particular, the eye of safras provided by Ragnaros, the king of the Yan devil, is enough to easily absorb the energy of any flame form and even bounce it back.

"What... What?! My fire fist! "

It was obviously the first time for ace to encounter such a situation that the flame was swallowed by others, and the whole person suddenly became a little at a loss.

When he wanted to use more powerful skills, the white beard sitting in the chair suddenly said, "enough! Stop! You can't handle him. "

"But Dad..."

Ace was obviously a little unconvinced and wanted to fight for another shot.

You know, judging from his appearance, Alan is still 14 or 15 years old, so he is very unwilling to lose to a guy younger than himself.

But white beard raised his hand to stop his new son, grinned and asked, "Hello! Kid! Are you a redhead? "

"No! I challenge you only on my own behalf. " Alan made his intention clear.

"Hahaha! Challenge me? Kid! Do you know what you're talking about? "

Hearing someone name calling to challenge himself, white beard not only didn't get angry, but laughed happily and banged the table.

Allen clearly knew why the other party had such a reaction, and responded carelessly: "of course I know what I'm talking about. In fact, I just played with shanks before challenging you. I didn't lose in that duel. "

"Huh?!!!!!!"

White beard's laughter suddenly stopped, and his whole body instantly released a more terrible domineering color than shanks. He raised his machete and poked it on the deck.