Galen's body leaping in the air was extremely flexible and swift, and he actually stepped on the magnificent feeling of the goshawk fighting the sky with his feet.

No matter how fast the flying yellow sand accelerated, it would not be able to catch him.

Clockdal looked at Garen's back and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed in a deep voice:

"I want to see how long you can sway in the sky!"

Clockdal, who had never eaten pork or seen pigs running, even visited New World, naturally knew that Galen's physical technique to save his life from him was the moon step in the six styles of the Navy.

However, the Yuebu physical technique is extremely physically consuming, and even the famous generals in the navy cannot use it continuously for a long time.

It would be fine to use it to temporarily avoid attacks or surprise attacks, but it would be undoubtedly a dream to use this move to avoid the long-term pursuit of a natural-type person.

After all, for Clockdal, who has the ability to have shark fruits, flying is almost a basic ability to save energy, environmental protection and zero consumption.

However

Clockdal ate the ashes behind Galen for almost a minute, and flew out to most of the royal city, but did not see Galen having any intention of stopping.

Not only did Galen not exhausted from using the moon steps for a long time, but instead deepened his understanding of the moon steps in continuous practice, and he jumped more and more erratic in the sky, and he jumped faster and faster.

Just when Clockdal vaguely noticed something was wrong, Garen suddenly stopped.

Clockdal subconsciously fell back to the ground.

After a chasing scene in the air, the two of them flew out of the royal city at some point and landed on a golden dune in the vast desert.

The endless yellow sand in the desert can be used by Clockdal. Such a terrain is more suitable for his fruit abilities than the royal tomb.

But Clockdal's expression became extremely solemn, because he had already understood Garen's intentions.

I was too focused and ignored when I was chasing in the air, but now I see it more clearly after falling back to the ground:

I saw that the blue sky, which was originally cloudless in the desert, had already condensed thin black clouds at some point.

These thin clouds are different from normal rain clouds. They are condensing and forming from invisible water vapor at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they cover the entire sky like expanding dough.

Seeing such rapid changes in the astronomical phenomena, Clockdal immediately thought of a powerful weapon he had used: dancing pink.

After the dancing powder absorbs enough water vapor from the surrounding area, it will condense into thick cumulonimbus clouds below at an abnormal speed at an abnormal speed.

"I see."

Clockdal stared at Galen in front of him with wide eyes, and the wound on his face burst out again due to excessive force:

"This is your purpose! Use dance fans to set a dead end here!"

"That's right."

Looking at the gradually dim sky, Garen's mood also soothed a lot.

When he saw the cloudless sky, Galen had already planned to drag the sand crocodile to death by relying on the blood recovery and consumption flow method that he had not used for a long time.

Now the rain that Nami promised finally arrived as scheduled. Garen, who had been dealing with a human-shaped sandstorm for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Clockdal, whose face was stiff, his expression was distorted, and his bruised body, Galen couldn't help but tease easily:

"Clockdal, it's your turn to run away now."

Clockdal's last killer move also disappeared.

The downpour of rain completely soaked Clokdal's body, and the fruit ability he was proud of could no longer be exerted.

The rain licked the wounds all over his body, causing the frozen blood on his body to completely melt, showing a hideous and terrifying black red.

Looking at Clockdal who was so embarrassed, Garen couldn't help but shook his head with a sigh:

"You've lost."

"No."

But Clockdal stood up straight with difficulty and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I said, I want to show you how the pirates fight!"

Although the fruit ability has been sealed by the rain and has been forced into a desperate situation, Clockdal still roared unwillingly in the heavy rain.

His body suddenly burst out with powerful power, and he rushed towards Garen with bare hands.

Clockdal is not good at physical skills, and the movements he shows at this time are even more clumsy than Galen, who has just practiced swordsmanship.

But even so, his fists and feet, filled with all their courage, were pressing heavily like a tide, forcing Galen to face him with a sword.

The two sides fought again in a row.

This time, even the dazzling sandstorm and flames were gone, leaving only the two of them with no fancy physical collisions, and they were greeted by gold and iron.

Even if the thunder roars and heavy rain drips, it cannot cover up the heavy muffled sound and crisp sword sound when the two sides fought.

After all, Clockdal is at the end of his strength. He is covered in bruises and cannot beat Garen, who is always in full state in a simple physical collision.

Despite this, Galen was still shocked by Clockdal's performance:

He attacked so many unreserved times, destroying the opponent's body so that his bones and muscles break down, but he never destroys Clockdal's will.

Even though his body was already staggering, Clockdal's eyes were still full of fighting spirit of refusing to retreat.

But in the end, he fell to the ground with unyielding eyes.

"Hahaha"

Clockdal collapsed weakly in the heavy rain, and his unwillingness suddenly turned into relief:

"I lost, I lost since I came to this country."

"You can take it all, whether it is the throne or ancient weapons!"

Facing the dying sand crocodile, Garen shook his head and said his heart to him:

"Believe it or not, I'm not interested in those things at all."

Garen said with some emotion:

"To be honest, I don't know why you are so persistent in an illusory ancient weapon."

"Why?"

Clockdal gasped for difficulty, recalling his original intention in his mind.

After pondering for a while, Clockdal grinned open the corner of his blood-filled mouth and squeezed out an ugly smile:

"To be One Piece."

"you?!"

Hearing this answer, Galen couldn't help laughing in front of a dead man:

"Your dream is actually to be One Piece?"

"Is it funny?"

Clockdal no longer had the ability to shut up Garen, but he tried his best to reach out to Garen with a hand dyed black and red by blood:

"Let me teach you the last lesson, junior."

"Never laugh at a person's dream!"

""

Galen lowered the smile on her face and looked serious.

After pondering for a while, Galen gently lifted the sword blade to Clockdal's neck:

"I respect your dreams, but I don't respect you."

"No matter what name you are in"
Chapter completed!