Meteor Spear

"Mr. Z!"

The wings on Vlad's back flapped heavily. His face was filled with fearless and wild laughter. In an instant, a strong storm swept up and everything around him was swept away. Then he disappeared.

"Take this!"

Vlad waved his fist and crazily punched. His huge fist mercilessly swung towards the enemy in front of him. He did not hold back, nor did he hesitate!

The fist that was wrapped in platinum flame was much stronger than before. The embarrassing situation of not having a direct confrontation with Z before finally disappeared after using the flame.

"Kid!"

Z waved his huge mechanical arm and roared: "Don't be too arrogant!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two men were fighting, blocking everything. They were fighting fiercely in the sky with their lives on the line. There was no extra thought and no spare time to think about how to fight. There were only attacks, constantly punching and attacking!

No matter how much he said, it was useless. Only in battle, the outcome of a man can be determined by fists!

Z's fist was very heavy and his Busoshoku had already been practiced to the point of perfection. In front of him, Vlad was still too inexperienced. His Haki was still lacking. Whether it was Busoshoku or Visual, both were the same. He was worthy of being a great general. He had no shortcomings in his strength.

But Vlad was not weak either. He was not weak either. If his Haki couldn't be compared to that then he had to rely on his physical strength. This little 70-year-old Z was no match for the old Vlad. Moreover, Vlad had the fire dragon fruit. The strength of the dragonborn form and the ability to resist attacks were far beyond ordinary people.

"Hahahaha!"

"powerless, powerless, powerless!"

"Mr. Z! Your fist,"

"It doesn't have weight!"

Vlad took Z's punch. The huge fist directly hit Vlad's face. Although he was arrogant, but in fact, Vlad's face was a bit deformed by this blow. His mind was a bit blank.

However, although he took a heavy blow, at the same time, the opportunity also came!

"Wahaha!"

Vlad's thick right leg was burning with a platinum flame. A pitch-black Haki aura covered the dragon scales!

"This move, will be called!"

"Dragon Fist - Big Break!"

"Bang!"

The air was overwhelmed and Vlad's right leg was like a pillar that directly tore through the air and hit Z's stomach.

"Puff"

The dull sound spread, Z's clothes directly burst open and a ripple spread out.

"Bang!"

"Blergh!"

Z face turned pale and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth. Then under the great power of Vlad, he was directly sent flying.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

Vlad, who was still in the same place, couldn't chase after him. His eyes were blank and he was gasping for breath. Z's punch just now wasn't fun. It was as hard as a sea tower stone. In addition to the old man's terrifying strength, the punch landed heavily on Vlad's face. Vlad was able to regain his consciousness. A heavy blow was already a reflection of Vlad's endurance.

That old man's strength was really terrifying!

Vlad's mind was in a daze. It was as if there were ten thousand horses galloping in his mind. He unconsciously shook his head. What a heavy blow.

"Bang!"

"Little brat!"

"Well done!"

The deep voice of the man came from below.

With a bang, the man named Z stepped on the air and attacked again. His face was still pale and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. His stomach was red and even some skin was peeled off. It was obvious that Vlad's fierce attack was not useless.

"Hey, hey, is this old man really seventy years old?"

Vlad had a headache. "Can't he be seriously injured?"

But thinking about it, if it was really easy to defeat a former Admral, Vlad would not be so timid in the paradise, he would have gone to the new world to make trouble.

"Puff ---"

With a low voice, a heavy mechanical arm cut through the air and smashed straight at Vlad. Z's eyes were very serious. Obviously, in his heart, Vlad had changed from a pirate to a powerful pirate who could compete with him.

"Cut!"

"Big Break!"

Vlad repeated the same move and raised his leg to strike out with a heavy whip kick.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew in all directions, and a loud boom resounded through the sky.

"Wow!"

With a scream, Vlad was directly sent flying. Z showed more power than before.

Vlad flapped his wings to maintain his balance and stopped in the air.

He only felt that his right leg was a little numb, especially the one that directly hit Z's mechanical arm was almost numb. After all, Z's mechanical arm was made of sea stone, and with Z's Haki, the hardness was not a joke.

Vlad looked at Z from afar and found that his condition was not very good. After this period of high-intensity battle, Z also began to pant violently. It seemed that he was a little short of breath.

"Is that so?"

Vlad muttered to himself, "Is the condition not light now?"

Vlad thought.

"Mr. Z, it looks like your body can't hold on much longer."

Vlad laughed.

"Kid, when you are talking big, can you stop your legs from shaking?"

Z replied.

"Mr. Z, although I like to fight hand-to-hand, but occasionally using other tricks is also very interesting."

Vlad said.

"Who will let you get what you want!"

Z was an old man, naturally he would not do such a stupid thing like watching the other party play big. He stepped hard like a phantom and rushed straight to Vlad!

"I'm sorry!"

Vlad flapped his wings and turned into a red lightning bolt. He instantly distanced himself from Z. "It seems that I am faster!"

"That may not be the case!"

"Bang!"

Z smiled and raised his huge mechanical arm. With a dull sound, a shell shot out.

"What's the use of this?"

Vlad gently turned around and saw that the Observation Haki had already noticed the trajectory of the shell and easily avoided it.

"Hu!"

Vlad turned around and a black shadow streaked across his face without any warning.

"Hey, Mr. Z, you are not honest!"

Vlad sounded a little resentful. "That was a sea stone, right?"

"Who knows?"

Z didn't respond but his face was a bit gloomy.

"Well, it doesn't matter!"

Vlad put his hands together.

"What should this move be called?"

Vlad slowly opened his hands. A long spear that emitted a strong light appeared in his hands. White gold flames fluttered on it. As the long spear appeared, the air seemed to burn. Even Vlad, who was far away, had a hot wind blowing on his face. His hair seemed to be burning.

The biggest difference between the white gold flames and the previous flames was that the white gold flames gradually had a form. Although it was not too condensed, such a thing could still be done.

Vlad raised the long spear with his right hand and made a javelin throw. The muscles on his right arm bulged.

"Fall like a meteor, Mr. Z!"

"This move is called!"

The spear left his hand and turned into a meteor that flew toward Z.

"Meteor Spear!"