"Crash!"
Several million Beli were all tossed in front of Lin Yan.
There were many people who wanted to challenge him.
There were vice-captains, elite officers, and powerful crew members.
In short, anyone with a bit of fire in them
rushed forward together.
They threw stacks of cash at Lin Yan.
Some even smashed down a million Beli
just to get in line early and fight Lin Yan.
Lin Yan skillfully pocketed all the money, then said to them, "One at a time. Don't rush!"
The man who had thrown down a million Beli
became the second Whitebeard Pirates crew member to challenge Lin Yan.
"Hmph, he's just some damn plaster! Watch me beat the crap out of you!"
His furious roar shook the entire Moby Dick.
The battle between the two was about to erupt.
They started fighting at the slightest disagreement.
Anyone who could fork over that much money for a challenge
did not hold a low position within the Whitebeard Pirates.
But to Lin Yan,
he was nothing special.
"Get him!"
"You're the second one to challenge this bastard."
"You have to take him down!"
"I don't want to see him acting so smug anymore!"
"Damn it, ever since I joined the Whitebeard Pirates, I've never felt as humiliated as I did today! This bastard's already walking all over us!"
The crew shouted excitedly.
They had to admit it.
Lin Yan had managed to take down the vice-captain of their Fifth Division.
That was rather unexpected.
He did have some skill.
They acknowledged Lin Yan's strength.
But that was one thing.
So what if he was strong?
Did the Whitebeard Pirates lack powerful people?
The crew members could not wait to see Lin Yan beaten black and blue, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
This time,
they were going to be disappointed again.
The two fought fiercely for over thirteen hundred exchanges.
The battle raged until the skies darkened, the sun and moon lost their light, the waves surged, and the heavens trembled.
If not for the resentment burning in their hearts,
many of them would have nearly fallen asleep watching.
It was like a match that went thirty-three minutes without a single kill.
Back and forth, neither side gaining ground—Shakespeare!
The second challenger was once again worn down by Lin Yan.
"You bastard..."
The second challenger panted heavily, so exhausted he could barely catch his breath.
He felt as though his fists were striking cotton.
All his strength had nowhere to go.
In his heart,
he was dissatisfied a million times over.
His excitement had made his face flush red and his neck swell.
But now,
he was powerless to turn things around.
After the Fifth Division's vice-captain, the second challenger was also hammered to the ground by Lin Yan.
"Lucky win, lucky win. Next!"
Lin Yan called for his next opponent.
"I really didn't expect this newcomer to take down two groups from our side in a row!"
"Today, the Whitebeard Pirates have completely lost face."
"No, this bastard's just exploiting loopholes! He only knows how to stall and never dares to fight head-on!"
"Exactly! What kind of skill is it to keep dodging?"
"Fight us face-to-face!"
"I don't care. I'm up next. I can't wait to stomp him under my feet."
"I'll go next."
"Me!"
"I've already paid—eight hundred thousand Beli!"
The crew members were fired up, each one filled with righteous indignation.
Just as they said,
this bastard only knew how to drag things out.
He did not dare to fight, nor did he dare to go all out.
It left them with strength they had nowhere to use.
But because of that,
even more people joined in.
Every one of them wanted to measure themselves against Lin Yan.
The third challenger fought Lin Yan for over thirteen hundred exchanges.
The fourth challenger battled him for over fifteen hundred exchanges.
The fifth challenger fought him for over eighteen hundred exchanges.
By now, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates had lost their heads. They no longer cared about anything else; there was only one thought in their minds.
Take down this newcomer!!
The more they fought, the more stifled they felt.
The more stifled they felt, the more they wanted to fight.
The more they got beaten, the more they wanted to regain their pride!
It truly proved that saying.
They were weak,
but addicted to fighting!
"Wait a second."
At that moment, Lin Yan suddenly raised a hand, signaling the sixth challenger to stop.
"What, are you scared?"
The sixth challenger glared at Lin Yan with a dark expression and snarled.
"No, no, no. Give me ten minutes to rest!"
Lin Yan asked them for ten minutes of rest.
Such a long battle was actually nothing to Lin Yan.
But if he did not pretend to rest,
he would inevitably give himself away later!
After that,
every time Lin Yan finished a match,
he would ask for ten minutes to rest.
Then came the sixth, the seventh... the thirteenth, the fourteenth...
As they watched Lin Yan rest more and more often,
the Whitebeard Pirates crew members' eyes began to shine!
"Look, he's resting longer and longer."
"He must be running out of stamina. We're about to see the light of victory."
"Do you know the consequences of running your mouth at everyone now? Let's see how you clean this up!"
"Hmph, you shameless bastard. So you have a day like this too?"
"I can't wait to leave my footprint on him."
"Those in front, hurry up and take him down!"
The crew rubbed their hands together. The more exhausted Lin Yan appeared,
the more excited they became.
Their hearts raced, their hands trembled.
They refused to believe it.
The mighty Whitebeard Pirates, the strongest pirate crew in the New World,
could not take down a single newcomer?
Who the hell did he think he was?
Their blood had rushed to their heads.
In their desperation to regain their pride, they had even forgotten
that this was a relay battle!
However,
after Lin Yan had defeated over twenty top experts from the Whitebeard Pirates in this prolonged battle, leaving the crew shouting themselves hoarse,
someone finally realized it belatedly.
"Wait, stop feeding him more victims! Haven't you noticed? He's already taken down more than twenty of our people!"