One Piece Tyrant Bear

How did he disappear?Is it shaving? No, shaving is not like that.

Marco remembered the scene when the bear had just disappeared, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. It was not shaved.

Devil fruit ability?

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled: "It's really fast."

"Fast action, Marco the Phoenix, the captain of the First Division of the White Beard Pirates."

How can a person who can be the captain of the first team be weak.

While the two squinted their eyes, they shot, and Marko flew in the air like lightning.

He fumbled a ball of flame with both hands and threw it at the bear. Then, his attacks followed.

Hands, legs, and the flames behind, took the opportunity to attack.

It caused a lot of trouble to the bear, and the physical strength that was finally recovered was quickly consumed.

The battle is not fierce, but very troublesome.

Seeing and hearing are full of domineering, avoiding attacks, and attacking.

At this time, Marco did the same, avoiding the bear's attack, touching his chest with the palm of his hand, he actually avoided it.

The two cracked, dodged, and attacked with each move.

"Old dog, you said the two of them, who would be better?"

Duke Inulan lowered his head to think for a moment, his frowning brows did not disperse for a long time.

"It should be the Bassoromi bear."

"You don't like Marco so much?"

Duke Inulan shook his head and said: "It's not that I don't look at him, on the contrary, I am very optimistic about him. It's just that this man named Basolomi bear is very enchanting."

Fighting, step by step to improve his strength, when fighting with them, he has been suppressing his abilities, fighting purely.

This is also the case now, it seems, there is a kind of fearful restraint.

The bystanders were clear, standing aside watching the play, they could see clearly.

"It seems so, why are there always enchantments among human beings, this man, giving him another ten years to grow up is incredible."

"Yes." The arrogant two couldn't help sighing.

Ten years, give him ten years, maybe he will become that man's existence, right?

The conversation between the cat and the dog fell to the bear's ears, and he chuckled, not proud.

He knows his own strength very well.

Only by recognizing yourself and the reality can you live better.

"Take my kick."

There was wind on his feet, a kick came, and the bear's feet began to tremble. One of them was in the sky and the other was on the ground.

A crack appeared on the ground under the bear's feet, and it collapsed with a click.

Immediately afterwards, his body began to sink, a little bit.

"Go down."

With force, kicked the bear's whole body away and hit the ground.

Marco retreated to the ground not far away, smiling at the pit ahead.

The dust gradually dissipated, and the bear patted his body, soiled all over, he did not fall.

Marco's kick was not small in strength, and it hurt him a lot. With the strength of his body, he supported it.

"Ahem."

The already exhausted body, ushered in the battle again, a little reluctant.

The bear raised his head, looking at Marco's eyes with a playful smile.

"Bassoromi, do you want to continue?"

When the battle came here, he probably had the confidence, the bear was very strong, and he was not incapable of fighting.

"continue or not?"

The bear looked at himself, and if he suffered a loss, he didn't return it. It was not his bear style.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and the bear does not ask for ten years, but only now.

He is not the same as he was back then. He has been running away and has the strength. It is necessary to change his fighting style.

"Are you scared?"

"It seems that you are going to continue fighting, no matter if there is nothing to do anyway, playing with you is also a good pastime, Basolomi bear, you have to pay attention, I may be heavy."

Once Marco changed his previous state, if you want to fight, I will fight.

He is the first team captain of the White Beard Pirates, the Phoenix Marco, who represents the White Beard Pirates.

"bring it on."

"bring it on."

The two spoke and started.

In an instant, their fists touched together, and the blue flame rose and covered it. The bear retreated, squeezing out the pressure cannon with his left hand, and whipping out.

Marco was covered with blue flames, and only heard a bird song.

He rose into the sky, and then fell where he was.

Crossed his hands, pointed his palms at his attack, spread his legs apart, the bear's complexion remained unchanged, and he whispered in his heart: "Come on."

Come on, let the storm come harder.

"Boom!"

The sky was filled with blue flames, rushing down, and the red flesh, with a light flick, turned the flames and floated in another direction.