Relying on the gap brought about by knowledge and color, Hancock can ensure that he will not be hurt by Weibull.
But at the same time, she couldn't get rid of Weibull in a short time.
If the fight continues like this, even if it lasts for a whole day, there may not be a winner.
The problem is, Hancock doesn't want to waste a second of his time on Weibull.
But Weibull was stalking her so much that she couldn't get away.
"If you don't get it, destroy it! This is what my mother said!"
Weibull stared at Hancock fiercely.
"So, I'm going to 'destroy' you, Hancock!"
Chapter 297: The attack that entangled Bawangse
Weibull thought he was sincere towards Hancock.
But sincerity is replaced by falsehood.
This made Weibull very unhappy and felt that Hancock would not be his woman.
If you can't get it, destroy it.
Weibull had made up his mind, his murderous aura boiling over, and his whole body exuded an awe-inspiring aura.
This man who calls himself Whitebeard II, as Kizaru said, looks a bit like Whitebeard when he was young.
Hancock's eyes narrowed slightly. As arrogant as she was, she had to be cautious at this moment.
It's all because the man in front of him possesses monster-like physical strength and armed aura.
Hancock pulled back, and while pulling away, a pink heart condensed out of thin air between his hands, and then he pinched it with his fingers and drew out a bow.
"Prisoner's Arrow!"
The bow is released when it is full.
Countless love arrows pierced the air and shot toward Weibull.
Facing the arrows shooting from the sky, Weibull looked ferocious and held his naginata high in both hands.
The posture of drawing the sword is very similar to Whitebeard's usual posture.
"Shocking chop!"
Weibull's arm, which was already unusually thick, suddenly swelled and slashed out with the naginata.
A surging slashing wave was generated in response to the situation, crushing the pink arrows shooting from the sky, heading straight for Hancock.
A ray of red light flashed in Hancock's eyes. He moved his slender legs, stepped on the ground quickly, pushed his body to the side, and narrowly escaped from the range of the slashing wave.
boom!
The slashing wave passed over Hancock's side and bombarded the far wall, causing a violent explosion.
"Damn it, she's dodged the move she 'inherited' from her father again!"
Weibull withdrew his naginata, anger evident on his face.
No matter what kind of attack, Hancock could not be hit.
This feeling was too bad for Weibull.
Hancock steadied himself and glanced at the passage not far away from the corner of his eye.
She knew very well that this battle would not be able to end in a short period of time, and she had no intention of wasting time with Weibull here.
Most importantly, she came to the prison to find Maud.
Swish—
Hancock had no intention of fighting and rushed towards the passage.
She wanted to get out of the fight, but Weibull was determined to destroy her, so he couldn't let her leave easily.
"Don't try to escape!"
Weibull stared at Hancock's back. The moment he chased after him, his physical strength seemed to be free. He wildly waved his naginata and slashed at Hancock with leaping slashes.
This is not the first time for such a crazy attack like this.
But Weibull seemed to have inexhaustible physical strength and showed no sign of fatigue.
In order to avoid Weibull's crazy slashes, Hancock's escape speed was affected.
However, within a few breaths, Weibull blocked his way.
Hancock frowned, deeply aware of the ugly and difficult situation in front of him.
If there wasn't something more important, she wouldn't mind wasting her time and energy, just stamping Weibull's face into the ground here.
Weibull didn't care whether Hancock wanted to fight or not. After closing the distance, he slashed at Hancock with his naginata.
The sharp sword light instantly enveloped Hancock.
Hancock's movements were nimble and his graceful figure was like a fish swimming in the water. With a few twists, he managed to avoid Weibull's sharp attack.
While dodging the attack, Hancock counterattacked, raised his foot to wrap around Haki, and kicked Weibull's knife-wielding wrist.
However, Weibull deployed armed defense in time and was still not injured at all by Hancock.
"It's useless. Your attacks can't hurt me!"
Weibull's posture of holding the sword was not even affected. He resisted Hancock's attack, swung his arm vigorously, and sent the naginata blade towards Hancock's snow-white neck.
Hancock's heart skipped a beat. Using the force generated by Weibull's swing of his arm, Hancock quickly retreated backwards. At the same time, he raised his hand and shot more than ten pink arrows at Weibull.
However, Weibull did not pay attention to these captive arrows at all, and the speed of the naginata slashing at Hancock did not slow down.
A sharp sword flashed past Hancock.
at the same time.
More than ten captive arrows hit Weibull's body and bounced to the ground with a clanging sound.
A tiny blood line that looked very dazzling slowly appeared on Hancock's snow-white neck as he retreated backwards.
Weibull did not pursue, stared at the blood line on Hancock's neck, and said in a cold tone:
"I'm going to cut off your head and sew it back on again, so that you'll have the same beautiful seams on your neck as I do!"
“…”
Hancock raised his finger and put it lightly on the wound on his neck, and looked at Weibull with extremely terrifying eyes.
She did not speak, but took the initiative to attack Weibull and responded to the clamoring speech with actions.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
Seeing Hancock taking the initiative to attack, Weibull's eyes lit up and he faced him without hesitation.
The two sides fought again.
Hancock's legs were wrapped in armed colors, and Weibull was also wrapped in armed-colored naginata, colliding with each other in mid-air at a speed that dazzled others.
Accompanied by dense collisions and muffled sounds, waves of air rolled around.
The high-intensity struggle lasted for a minute or two, with the two sides going back and forth, making big holes in the surrounding walls and ground.
In nearby cells, prisoners watched in horror as Hancock and Weeble struggled.
This level of fierce fighting destroyed the little sense of security that the prison bars gave them.
What can be foreseen is that if the battle between these two ruthless men is affected, they may be wiped out together with the cell.
The huge noise of the fighting not only frightened the prisoners in the cell, but also woke up the jailer beasts lying on the ground in the distance.
They were chopped to the ground by Weibull a few minutes ago, and they finally recovered now.
Awakened by the noise of the battle, they stood up one after another and tried to pick up their weapons, but found that the weapons had been destroyed by Weibull.
But it doesn't matter.
Even without weapons, they still have tough bodies.
The jailer beast in the form of a cow barked, and the leader rushed towards Weibull with a clear goal.
The other three jailor beasts followed closely behind, like bullfights seeing the red cloth, and they rushed towards Weibull with indomitable momentum.
The strong body made bursts of heavy footsteps.
Weibull and Hancock immediately noticed the Jailer Beasts approaching quickly.
Hancock didn't react at all, but Weibull's face turned dark.
Even though it had chopped down Jailermon so many times, it was still alive and kicking.
Weibull was almost bored to death and forced Hancock back, ready to cut down the Jailer Beast again.
But at this moment.
The four jailer beasts that were charging toward Weibull with great momentum seemed to sense something. They stopped almost at the same time and opened their eyes wide to look at the passage in the other direction.
At the end of the deep and dark passage, there was a sound of footsteps.
But the reason why the Jailer Beasts stopped charging at Weibull was not because they heard the footsteps, but because they heard a terrifying aura emanating from the depths of darkness that made their hearts palpitate.
Weibull and Hancock also felt the aura, their expressions changed slightly, and like the Jailer Beast, they also looked towards the end of the passage.
As the footsteps approached from far away, a figure slowly emerged from the gloomy light, but it was Maud who went up layer by layer, from the sixth floor to this floor.
Seeing the sudden appearance of Maud, Weibull's eyes burst out with strong murderous intent, while Hancock was slightly startled, and then his eyes shimmered.
Maude walked out of the shadows and glanced around the field. He saw the Jailer Beast who was intimidated by his momentum, and also saw Weibull and Hancock who were confronting each other.
"I am worried that the quality of 'Shadow' is not up to par."
While whispering to himself, Maud slowly raised his left hand, and there was a dark shadow ball in his palm.
On the sphere of the shadow ball, shadow waves flow, sometimes gently, sometimes surging.
This phenomenon is like something struggling inside the shadow ball.
In fact.
Within the shadow ball, there were nearly three hundred prisoner shadows that Maude had collected from the prison that barely met the quality requirements.
There weren’t many, but there was nothing we could do.
Because during the war, he cleared out the prisoners in the cells on the fifth floor, and when Blackbeard made a big move into the city, he cleared out the prisoners on the sixth floor.
It can be said that after this battle, there are not many prisoners left in the middle and upper reaches of the city.
Even if the Navy successively arrested some prisoners who were qualified to be imprisoned on the fifth floor after the war on the top, how many could there be in just about half a year
These three hundred shadows are already the result of Maude lowering the filtering conditions.
The remaining prisoners held on the first and second floors obviously did not meet Mod's requirements in terms of strength.
If you are abandoning quality for the sake of quantity.
Then, too much shadow mass will not only fail to bring about a significant increase, but will also significantly reduce the duration of the shadow gathering place.
Compared to this, Mod pays more attention to quality.
The Shichibukai and Jailermon in front of them are of very high quality.
"First, it's you four."
Maude's gaze without any emotion passed over the four jailer beasts, which were in the form of a cow, a rhinoceros, a zebra, and a koala.
While looking at Jailermon, Mord's overlord-colored domineering energy continued to surge, manifesting into black and red arcs of electricity that moved irregularly on the surface of his body.
Being stared at by Maude, the bodies of the jailer beasts, who had never known what it meant to be afraid, began to tremble slightly.
"Is this your overlord look..."
Hancock looked at Maud, who showed off his domineering look with burning eyes, his eyes sparkling.
For a man like Maude to have the same domineering qualities as her, this is a natural result.
But Hancock didn't expect that at Maud's age, Overlord Color would have "grown" to an advanced stage.
Hancock was surprised by this.
But then she thought about it, after all, the man in front of her was the only man she had ever seen in her life who dared to kill a Celestial Dragon with her own hands. It was not surprising that he would have such a majestic look.