In the open area around the Eight Treasures Navy, the other fleets of the Blackbeard Pirates that had arrived early remained several hundred meters away. They did not advance, merely surrounding the Eight Treasures Navy to prevent them from leaving.
However, looking at the scene before him, Blackbeard figured that even if they did not stop them, the Eight Treasures Navy had no intention of leaving.
"Hmph!" Blackbeard sneered softly and slowly sailed his ship in front of the Eight Treasures Navy's flagship.
Sure enough, the one standing at the very front was no longer Crocodile, who had been commanding them all these days, but a brocade-clad youth in a fitted purple outfit. Behind him stood two rows of burly men, more than twenty in total. Even Chinjao and Old Cai, the leaders of the Eight Treasures Navy, were unable to stand behind this youth.
Blackbeard's eyes shifted slightly, and killing intent surged through him in an instant. If he could kill this brat, it would be like stabbing Ronglin straight through the heart. The humiliation of having been thwarted twice in a row would surely be washed clean.
"You're Blackbeard?" Jazz stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Blackbeard. "I didn't expect you to get the hang of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit so quickly! You really made a mess of me just now!"
Blackbeard's heart stirred. So the tsunami he had raised had indeed greeted them? But after carefully examining each of the Eight Treasures Navy's warships, he could see nothing beyond a little dampness. There was no sign that they had been struck by a tsunami.
"We have had dealings between us, yet you want to tear up the agreement in the blink of an eye and attack the Star Alliance's people. Isn't that a little too