Chapter 272 Shanks: Give me some face and let me go!
"So you think I'm asking for your opinion?"
"Huh?"
Shanks blinked, quietly stepped forward with his right leg, and took a small step back as if nothing had happened.
"You're inviting me, right?"
Adrian smiled a gentle smile that was harmless to humans and animals.
He raised his right hand, and with a wave of ripples, the demon sword and the second-generation ghost sword was drawn out of the void and held in his hand.
"That was indeed a questioning tone, right?"
Shanks asked this nervously, and at the same time, he took a step back with his left leg.
"Before becoming a pirate captain, let's work as a handyman for a while."
Adrian chuckled and swung his sword forward.
"I have been a trainee crew member for more than ten years!"
"Do you know how I have lived these past ten years?!"
"I want to be the captain of the pirate group now!"
Shanks argued a few times and finally stopped retreating.
At the same time, a sharp meaning flashed in his eyes, and he also drew out the sword from his waist and faced the demon knife in Adrian's hand.
clang!
The moment the demon sword Kitetsu, which exuded a faint aura, collided with the ordinary sailor's scimitar, a crisp sound suddenly emitted.
Shanks' arms trembled slightly and he gasped.
"This guy is so strong!"
The white ghost in front of him was about the same size and height as him, but when the demon knife in the opponent's hand struck, the force contained in the knife was as unstoppable as a mountain falling apart.
Dangdang!
The demon sword Onei Tetsu collided with the sailor scimitar several times, and the crisp and exciting sound of gold and iron clashing continued to explode in the air.
But in just two breaths, Shanks was already at a disadvantage.
"He is indeed a new monster with a bounty of over 1.6 billion beli!"
Shanks was sweating slightly on his forehead and his breath was a little unsteady, but he didn't feel too panicked.
Shanks had already seen many enemies that were more powerful than the White Ghost when he was on Roger's ship. He had also seen many swordsmen who were much more powerful than the White Ghost.
What's more...
"I'm afraid the white ghost is just playing around..."
Looking at the calm-looking Adrian, Shanks gritted his teeth slightly. It was obvious that the other person didn't take him seriously.
But...
Which adult would get angry with a child?
Adrian was in a relaxed mood, tapping the deck with his toes, shaking his wrist slightly while moving forward, and slashed Shanks' left shoulder blade from top to bottom.
Shanks was holding the handle of the sailor scimitar and holding the blade of the demon sword from bottom to top.
However, unexpectedly, the demon sword Kitetsu suddenly turned around, shifted the angle, and slashed along the blade of the sailor's scimitar, directly hitting the unprotected sword.
"Let go!"
Shanks' pupils shrank slightly, and he made a decisive decision, abandoning the long knife in his hand to save his wrist.
Sailor's scimitar was lifted into the air by Gui Tetsu, and after flipping several times in the air, it fell diagonally.
Shanks originally thought that his long sword would penetrate the deck directly.
But I didn't expect a "click" sound, and the tip of the sailor's scimitar hit the wooden board made of Arqiman red branches. It only made a shallow mark, and then there was a flat sound. Lie down on the deck.
Just then.
Adrian waved his left hand, and the majestic spiritual pressure in his palm instantly gathered and condensed into a pale long whip that exuded gleaming white light.
He shook his wrist, and with the roar of the wind, the pale whip cut through the air and whipped directly to where Shanks originally stood.
A faint red light flashed in Shanks' pupils, and he activated his aura of seeing and hearing, clearly predicting the movement trajectory of the spiritual pressure whip.
Then, the strength from his feet burst out, and he suddenly rushed to the right, hoping to avoid the blow of the long whip.
Do you want to avoid 'punishment' so easily?
The handyman I booked?
With a smile on his lips, Adrian exerted slight pressure on the palm of his left hand, and the spiritual pressure whip suddenly jumped out several meters of extra length, and quickly extended to Shanks' position with lightning speed.
Snap!
Like a thunderbolt, the spiritual pressure whip struck Shanks hard, leaving a long mark of damage on the white and green striped round-neck short sleeves on his upper body. Below the hole was the skin that was rapidly swollen with blood. Whip marks.
"Hiss——"
Shanks gritted his teeth and couldn't help but gasp.
This spiritual pressure whip not only hit his body, but also seemed to give his spirit an equally strong whip.
The pain, like tearing, spread rapidly from the scar where the spiritual pressure whip was drawn.
"This is your punishment for abandoning the sword and failing, Shanks."
Adrian rolled up the whip, manipulated it to wrap around the sailor's scimitar that fell on the deck, and threw it back in front of Shanks.
"Now, pick up the knife and come again."
Adrian dispersed the spiritual pressure whip in his hand and raised the demon sword Kitetsu in his right hand, pointing the tip of the sword at Shanks' position.
What should I do if the reserve boy I like is disobedient?
Very simple.
Just beat him!
Even if it's a superficial victory, that's fine.
Shanks remained silent and reached out to touch the new clothes specially made for him by Miss McGonagall.
Even when he just fought against the King of the Near Sea, he deliberately paid attention to not letting the King of the Near Sea's dirt stick to this precious new clothes, but at this time, a long hole was pulled out of it by the white ghost!
Shanks suddenly raised his head, with surging anger hidden under his extremely cold eyes.
"Not a bad look."
Adrian nodded slightly and made a casual comment.
"I'm going to get serious, White Ghost!"
After Shanks said these words coldly, he bent down and picked up the sailor's scimitar on the deck.
At this time, he had not yet encountered the famous Western sword "Griffin", which is famous for its beauty. This sailor's scimitar was obtained from the blacksmith uncle in the village of Braver!
After the collision with the second-generation ghost just now, there was already a big gap in the blade of this sailor scimitar.
Shanks looked at the weapon with some distress, then clenched his right hand tightly, and dark and rich armed domineering energy emerged from his palm, covering the entire blade of the sailor scimitar.
The next moment, Shanks kicked off the ground and sprinted towards Adrian, so fast that it was almost impossible to see.
The sailor's scimitar in his right hand also slashed at Adrian's left arm with a cold breath.
Adrian raised his hand slightly, and the blade of Demon Sword Demon Blade slashed towards Shanks, forcing him to twist his waist in the air and forcefully turn over and land on the ground.
But before Shanks could catch his breath, he retreated and rolled to his feet.
The demon sword Kiteru had already slashed down in front of him, but Shanks couldn't dodge it. A long and shallow wound was made on his right cheek, and red blood was oozing out.
But this is the moment.
Instead of retreating, Shanks took advantage of the demon sword Kitetsu's strength and swung the sword forward desperately.
The sailor's scimitar, covered with armed domineering force, slashed at Adrian's legs.
"God avoids!"
If Adrian took a small step back at this time, he would naturally be able to avoid this move that once shocked the sea.
But he just raised his right leg, and the warm and jade-like armed domineering force instantly covered the sole of his right foot.
There is no time to spare.
Adrian kicked Shanks' sailor scimitar and stepped it directly onto the deck, causing the surrounding wooden boards to crack slightly.
"What?!"
Shanks' pupils shrank violently and he raised his head in shock.
However, it came face to face again.
But it’s the sole of a leather shoe that keeps getting bigger!
Snap!
Accompanied by a warm nosebleed.
Shanks, who had black shoe prints on his face, was kicked away by Adrian. His body rolled several times on the deck before he could figure out the directions of east, west, north, and south.
After shaking his head and standing up, Shanks still felt that the scene in front of him was blurry and overlapping.
He first stretched out his fingers and wiped away the blood under his nose.
After he recovered a little, Shanks looked at Adrian again, gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"
"Really?"
In Adrian's palm, a spiritual pressure whip was once again condensed, and it hit Shanks' body with a snap.
"Second failure, Shanks."
Shanks felt the familiar double pain again, blooming from his soul and body at the same time.
He roared angrily and charged forward again.
He groaned and flew out again.
"..."
"..."
"Failed for the 44th time, Shanks."
Huhu——
Shanks was lying on his back on the deck of the Abyss. His original round-neck short-sleeved top had turned into a beggar's outfit. His chest was rising and falling violently like a blower. He was breathing heavily, and he was almost exhausted.
"Adrian! What do you like about me! Can't I change it!"
"Commander, is this your declaration of employment?"
Although it is the fourth update, it is still 10,000 per day.
I hope there will be a fifth update soon.
(End of chapter)