Kuzan had gotten pretty formidable now. His Ice Age had frozen everything neatly and cleanly. He had always had what it took to be an Admiral; being only a Vice Admiral was beneath him.
Mu Chen sat in his chair, the spreading ice at the edge of the battlefield reflected in his eyes. The corner of his mouth lifted as he spoke calmly.
Ever since Mu Chen had taken Kuzan's Admiral position, Mu Chen had always felt somewhat sorry for him. But there had been no helping it.
He glanced at Tokikake, who was being relentlessly beaten back by Jin, then looked at Qi Yuan as she maneuvered around Queen.
Tokikake and Zhi Yuan weren't bad either. Their opponents were evenly matched, weren't they?
Heh heh.
An even match was what made things interesting. Look, Sakazuki and Bullet were still fooling around with Kaido.
Huang Yuan said this with a cheerful smile.
Meanwhile, Sengoku stood beside Ace. His cape snapped violently in the sea wind, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Sengoku's roar carried through the smoke and reached Mu Chen and Borsalino.
"Borsalino! Mu Chen! What are you two still dawdling around for?"
"Can't you see Sakazuki is about to get tied to death by those two bastards?"
The old man was so furious that his hands shook as he pointed toward Kaido.
Mu Chen and Borsalino were truly a pair of living treasures. Sengoku could neither laugh nor cry over them.
What he did not know was that Mu Chen had been waiting for Huang Yuan to leisurely jump down from the railing. Huang Yuan dusted off his trousers. "Oh my, Fleet Admiral, don't be angry. Sakazuki is enjoying himself."
"Besides, if we stepped in, wouldn't this show become boring?"
He leaned