One Piece: Prodigal Celestial Dragon

Chapter 403 The final winner

Chapter 401 The Final Victor

Old Bud has rich experience in fighting, and he can see the performance of the two of them, and said calmly:. If you want to divide according to strength, the huge slave has a higher winning rate, but the woman’s body attack Not bad, and there is a certain chance of winning.

Having said that, Old Bud has already expressed his attitude. He is not optimistic about Kalifa. After all, she is far from the tall slave in strength.

Hearing what Old Bud said, Tang Zheng Huihui smiled and said: This is not necessarily true, Old Bud, I am more optimistic about that woman, she will not let herself lose. ”

Speaking of this, Tang Zheng suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and said: Old Bud, why don’t we make a bet?

Hearing that he was about to bet with himself, Old Bud quickly shook his head and said, “Forget it, your majesty, your majesty, old slave is not your opponent.”

After waiting/waiting for Tang Zheng for so long, Old Bud admired him very much. Anything Tang Zheng said casually could become a reality. Therefore, betting against him is tantamount to making trouble for himself.

Old Bud didn’t bet with himself, and Tang Zheng didn’t reluctantly. -953- Sustained watching the duel on the battlefield. Which one will be the final winner.

On the duel field, the tall slave roared directly, raised his right stomach high, and quickly swept over Kalifa’s body. At the same time, he let out a low growl: “Get me down!”

The palm of the wind blew, this tall slave, with his stomach like a pillar, his palms open, like a huge fan, quickly patted Kalifa on him.

Such a powerful force and speed made her hair flutter in the wind before Kalifa was in front of her.

And just when she was about to attack Kalifa, she moved, turned over and flew behind the giant hand, fell in the air, and when she fell down, she quickly used Tempest Kick, the most powerful attack, the light was like a knife. Cut off the big hand like a button.

Armed color. Hardened!”

Not waiting for the light of Tempest Kick, bombarding the back of his hand, the huge slave immediately roared, and a black glow suddenly condensed on the back of his right hand. The light flashed, and the black luster’covered the entire back of his right hand.

Keng!. The Tempest Kick, which can shred steel plates, kicked on the back of the slave’s hand and made a metal-like muffled sound. The light was crushed and scattered around, but the huge back of the hand was unscathed.

Being able to use armed sex and blessings has long been in Tang Zheng and others’ a material, and there is not much surprise about this.

Blocking the next blow, the huge slave immediately snarled:. You are not qualified enough to defeat me.

The huge slave, with his hands behind him, gathered the powerful force in his hands, shook his breath and quickly covered his hands and stomach, supported the powerful force, and slammed Kalifa fiercely.

La! “Just before the powerful attack, Kalifa swiftly jumped into the air, flying high into the air, and a huge bubble gushed out of Kalifa’s hand.

The bubble expanded rapidly, and finally rushed down with a violent impact, hitting the huge figure of the big man, and enveloped him in it, making it difficult to struggle out.

What the hell is this!” The giant man was trapped and immediately scolded, his body swaying wildly in the bubble, trying to get out of it, only to find that the bubble was like a barrier that could not be torn, and he It is tightly controlled inside.

Finger Pistol!.

There was another sound of wind, Kalifa fell from the mid-air of ((bgad), two fingers shot out two rays of light, broke through the bubble, and pierced the giant man’s back directly.

Ah… the giant man’s mouth spurted a mouthful of blood, the whole man screamed, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the entire duel table was shaken a few times.

The huge man fell, and the slaves who supported him all around shouted: “Hey, get up, get up!”

However, no matter how loud and fierce the shouts of those slaves were, the giant slaves who were knocked down by Kalifa could no longer stand up. They struggled with their bodies and moved a few times on the ground, but they were still unable to get up.

After ten seconds of silence, Yarman leaped from under the duel stage, jumped onto the duel stage, and declared directly:’ Victor, Kalifa!

Roar!. The final result was announced. All the slaves around him snarled lowly, with a grandeur, as if they were cheering for Kalifa.

On the duel field, all the strong slaves fell, and the only one still standing on the ring was Kalifa, whose fiery figure immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

The victory was divided, and Tang Zheng also lost his interest in watching the game. He stood up and said to the old Bud beside him:. Bring Kalifa to my palace. I will appoint her personally.

Yes, Your Highness!’ Old Bud nodded and passed the order on, and let the other captains do this.

But Old Bud personally escorted Tang Zheng to the direction of the palace. As long as it was Tang Zheng’s order, he would not refuse, only execute it.

On the way back, with the protection of the old Bud, Tang Zheng’s safety, there is no need to worry at all, if anyone dared to attack, it would be an act of seeking death.

Soon, Tang Zheng returned to the palace where he was resting. Old Bud took a group of soldiers and waited outside. Tang Zheng lay half on the pick, enjoying the maid’s fuss.

Soon, Alman took Kalifa to the outside of the palace, and after a briefing, he obtained Tang Zheng’s permission before he walked in with Kalifa.

Your Highness, the man brought it. As soon as he entered the palace, Yarxian knelt down first. Kalifa did not dare to offend Tang Zheng, and knelt behind.

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