"Hey! Hey! Hey! Did I read that right? The captain was actually slashed!"
A member of Red-Haired Pirates's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"It's the power of Slow-Slow Fruit! I didn't expect that Silver Fox Foxy, with a bounty of only 24 million Beli, would be so powerful and difficult to deal with."
Ben Beckman obviously saw everything that just happened. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.
Even with his super high IQ, he couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while.
Although Allen's performance just now is still far behind Shanks in terms of Haki's training, it is not inferior in terms of speed, strength, reaction and combat experience.
Coupled with the elusive Slow-Slow Devil Fruit ability, he was able to suppress his own captain in an instant.
Even though it was clear that Observation Haki could be predicted, there was no way to withstand the 360-degree Slow-Slow Light irradiation.
Although only the irradiated area will be temporarily trapped in Slow-Slow, it is already fatal in a master duel.
You must know that the human body is a precision instrument that requires coordinated operation as a whole. Once a certain part becomes uncoordinated, whether it is attack or defense, the movement will be uncontrollably deformed or stagnant.
Just when Red-Haired Pirates was shocked that his captain was slashed just after meeting him, Shanks wiped a handful of blood from the wound, exuding an astonishing Conqueror's Haki all over his body, and said meaningfully, "Have you completely integrated the swordsmanship with the power of Devil Fruit? Today's newcomers are really scary."
"No, it's not me that's scary, but the Infinity possibilities that Devil Fruit gave me. Think about it carefully, my swordsmanship and Haki are obviously not as good as yours, but why was it you who got hurt in the end?" Allen explained his point of view seriously.
He really didn't understand why Red-Haired insisted on refusing to eat Devil Fruit. Even no one in the team had eaten it.
Is it just that you don't want to create an extra weakness out of thin air?
Or was it influenced by Pirate King Roger, resulting in something similar to spiritual belief?
"Hahahaha! Do you think you have won?"
Shanks laughed and asked, not taking the wound to heart at all.
After all, the vitality of the strong men in this world is so amazing. In just a few seconds, the wound had stopped bleeding.
"At least I won't lose!" Allen responded pretentiously.
In fact, if he hadn't deliberately lowered the force of the slash just now, Red-Haired would never have been as relaxed as he is now. At least he would have seen his internal organs and intestines flowing out.
Unfortunately, Shanks didn't know how terrifying the power was hidden in the body of the young man standing in front of him. He quickly used the two domineering colors of knowledge and weaponry to the extreme, and took the initiative to launch an attack.
At this moment, he finally put aside his usual lazy look and showed his true strength as Pirate Emperor.
Similarly, Allen also uses the power he gained in this world to its fullest.
The two of them were like Mars hitting the earth, and an extremely fierce battle broke out in an instant.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
boom!
In less than ten minutes, the entire island had become riddled with holes, and there were even vague signs of collapse.
The destructive power of Master Swordsman is really amazing!
Not much worse than those Logia and Devil Fruit users.
As Red-Haired upgraded both Observation Haki and Armament Haki to the highest level, Allen was never able to make a second obvious wound, and the two quickly fell into a protracted and attrition war.
After all, the advanced Observation Haki can predict the opponent's movements in the next few seconds, and can avoid being irradiated by Slow-Slow Light to the greatest extent.
The advanced Armament Haki can make the body harder than any kind of metal. Even if it is occasionally irradiated, it can still be used for defense.
Therefore, although Shanks suffered a lot of cuts, most of them only scratched a little skin and muscle.
Maintaining the balance of power in this way, the two fought from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn...
It wasn't until the entire island was completely destroyed and began to sink slowly, with large amounts of seawater spurting out from the pitted ground, that they finally stopped the twenty-four-hour battle.
Feeling the stinging pain from the cold, salty seawater hitting the wound, Shanks couldn't help but sigh, "The power of Slow-Slow Fruit in your hands is no less powerful than any other Devil Fruit. It seems that you want to challenge Whitebeard not just casually, but you are really prepared."
"Of course! I would rather die than be someone else's son." Allen also put away his weapons and joked.
"Hahahaha! Don't say this in front of Whitebeard Pirates, otherwise they will fight you tooth and nail." Shanks was instantly amused.
After all, as Whitebeard gets older, the speed and frequency of taking in sons is constantly increasing.
As long as others are willing to call him daddy, he is willing to provide support and protection like a parent.
It seems that the strongest man in the world is not Pirate Emperor at all, but is playing a house game.
But Allen spread his hands indifferently. "I'm just telling the truth. Those guys have lost the qualification to climb up since they called out the title daddy."
Shanks nodded lightly. "That's right. The biggest difference between you and them is that you are the kind of person who has set his sights on the top from the beginning, and will not be inferior to anyone at all. Let's go back to the ship and have a party. I haven't had such a good time in a long time. Besides, you Devil Fruit users will be in trouble if you get contaminated with sea water."
There is no doubt that this battle made Red-Haired understand a truth. Allen would not accept solicitation from anyone at all, so he gave up the idea of inviting the other party on board.
When the two returned to the deck of the Rend Foss, every member, including Ben Beckman, looked at Allen with a changed look, even with a hint of admiration.
Because the last person who could compete with Shanks to this level was named Jola Ker·Mihawk, which is the world's number one Master Swordsman.
A strong person will be respected wherever he goes, and he deserves to be respected.
So when the banquet was announced, the Red-Haired Pirates members already regarded Allen as a strong person on the same level as their own captain. There were even interns with a bounty of over 100 million who were responsible for pouring wine.
Someone once said that Shanks was either having a party or on the way to the party.
So in the next period of time, he held a banquet every two days, and each banquet lasted for at least twenty-four hours, allowing Allen to fully experience what it meant to indulge in pleasure, wine and meat.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably die from overeating or alcohol poisoning within a few days...