One Piece: Tyrant Bear

Burning with anger, Xiong's punch made him very angry.

Aggrieved, angry, all of a sudden filled his heart.

"Five-color line."

The fingers fell down, and the five-color thread was pulled with both hands.

The sharp lines evolved into swords, extremely sharp.

"Ha ha."

The bear dodged it, moved at high speed, came to him, slapped it up, and pushed it violently.

"Humph."

Doflamingo did not move slowly. He dodged a move, kicked back, and landed on the bear's back.

"boom."

The fallen man turned into a bear. He was firmly on the ground, and there were cracks under his feet.

Raising his head, attacking, a teleportation, behind his back, the same movement, raised his hand, and pressed down high.

"boom."

A deep hole appeared in the ground, dark and terrifying. Doflamingo glanced down, feeling terrified.

I'm afraid it won't feel good to press this palm on his body.

"You are enough for me to use all my strength. When I left in a hurry, I will remember you, Bartholomi Bear."

Doflamingo's momentum soared, his hands frantically pulled the void, not knowing what he was doing.

"In order to kill you, I have been cultivating all these years, just for today."

Silk threads appeared around the body, and a large number of silk threads gathered together to form a person.

Another Doflamingo stands beside him, a silk thread tugging at him, puppet.

"Shadow riding line."

Two against one, I don't believe I can't handle you.

Xiong had already expected it, not very surprised, a puppet, no threat.

What is a little difficult is that this puppet is all made of silk threads. Generally speaking, it is like the elementalization of a natural devil fruit ability user.

"The ability is well developed." Xiong praised in his heart, he was able to open his mind and create another self.

This is a life-saving skill, keep controlling the avatar to go out, and it's okay to die.

"I see you this time, what should I do?"

Doflamingo attacked with one move, and controlled the puppet to attack, with the five colored lines together.

Attacking back and forth, blocking the bear's retreat.

(End of this chapter)

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"boom."

"Bang bang."

The two fought non-stop, destroying many buildings and attracting the attention of many people. They retreated and had just experienced a death process. Now, they will experience another one.

The people of Dressrosa, their faces were full of sadness, and numbness began to appear, filling their hearts.

Out of the combat range, these mortals approached the past, and their aura alone could make them feel uncomfortable, or even die.

The cadres of the Don Quixote family discovered the battle one by one, stood in the distance, and watched the two people fighting non-stop in the sky, from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground.

The battle lasted for half an hour, the two of them didn't feel tired at all, their physical strength was well preserved, and the battle continued.

They were worried about the young master who was looking at the sky, and when they looked carefully, they found that the young master had tried his best to fight, but the man still had strength to spare.

While fighting, he was observing their movements to prevent being attacked by them. Moreover, the man's movements were weird, sometimes with abilities, sometimes with Navy Six Styles, and the two switched without flaws.

"Do you want to help the young master?"

Torrebol shook his head: "The young master will not let us help him, this is his dignity."

In the battle of dignity, no one else is allowed to intervene. They can't make a move until the last moment, and they can't bear to provoke the young master to be unhappy.

"But the young master..." Gladius couldn't help but move his hands, wanting to hit the bear and avenge him.

Rao G beside him nodded, he also wanted to participate in the battle, and returned the shame he had suffered before.

Several other people stood there quietly without speaking.

Murloc Delinger's bloodthirsty eyes stared at the bear's body in the sky, he licked his lips, and his high heels trampled on the ground, ready to move.

"De Linjie, don't move around, the young master will be unhappy."

"Torrebol, okay, let's help the young master defeat him, shall we?"

Torrebol shook his head, sucking in the snot and then streaming it out.