One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

"You didn't refuse...?"

Zefa looked at Loya with deep eyes.

It is impossible for Roja to be unclear about the thoughts of his companions. For the sake of friendship, Loya resolutely chose to accept the challenge, and even took the initiative to ask all members to be together.

That's the whole elite camp!

Although most of the members' rank after graduation will only hover below the school official, their strength will not be faked. Even the lieutenant generals cannot guarantee 100% that they will retreat completely in the face of their siege.

As Loya said, one-on-one, no one will be his opponent.

But quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, one-to-many, if you don't use a large-scale ultimate move to clear the field, injury is inevitable.

At this moment, Zefa and the others were all mumbling silently, watching the field quietly.

Shocked by Loya's courage, and regretful for this friendship.

Hansa has been listening silently until now, and then slowly said: "Cough! Thank you... Tony, you can go back. The next battle belongs to me and Loya."

Tony heard the words, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and turned to leave.

......

The two stood face to face, staring at each other.

Around Loya, the cold air began to roll, and a thick layer of ice armor shrouded him. On the opposite side, Hansa pulled out his long sword, clenched his hands vertically, and pointed the tip of the sword straight at Loya.

Zefa nodded to the referee behind him, indicating that it was time to start. The latter saluted, stepped forward, and announced loudly: "The game, 3, 2, 1, start!"

laugh!

Almost at the moment when the referee's voice fell, a crescent crescent suddenly appeared in the field, and Ling Lie's sword energy surged out.

The crescent moon came and went silently. The next moment, Hansa maintained the posture of drawing a knife and appeared in front of Loya.

"One Blade Flow Moonlight Slash"

"This is...my arc slash!"

Under the stands, Tony suddenly widened his eyes. Although the momentum of the move just now changed, it was indeed his correct move.

Zefa has been paying attention to Hansa, and seeing him use this trick, he sighed faintly: "Even at the end, did you choose this way, Hansa?"

Hansa's sword is very fast, much faster than the other elite swordsmen in the elite battalion. The speed is also fast, faster than Loya.

But even so, it still didn't hurt Loya.

Hansa knew that before he hit Loya, he had already moved away with a shave, and what was left in place was just his afterimage.

"Already, have you seen through these moves?" Hansa was condensed, and when he heard the domineering, he suddenly began to warn, and immediately turned around and cut the sword out.

clang!

The harsh collision sounded, making everyone in the audience palpitated.

Because if Hansa's speed was a little slower, the sharp crampons on the flying Loya fingers would pierce his neck.

Seeing that he couldn't make a sneak attack, Roja's figure in mid-air swayed, avoiding the sword pressure bursting from the blade, and fighting head-on with a swordsman who was comparable in strength was not a wise choice.

So he quickly came to Hansa's side, and three silver-white vacuum slashes stuck to Hansa at almost zero distance.

"Lanjiao-Sanriyue!"

In the face of Loya's powerful Lanjiao attack, Hansa's expression remained unchanged, and he danced the long sword out of the afterimage, and slashed out after accumulating power. With three clangs, three vacuum slashes were smashed into the body forward.

"Strong!"

After defeating Loya's slash abruptly, Hansa took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling of his hands, and the fighting intent in his eyes became more intense. The standard long sword in his hand made a humming sound, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

"shave!"

Hansa stepped forward and instantly appeared in front of Loya,

The long sword slashed out from the bottom up.

"Take me a trick too! Mantis hunting sparrows!"

A sword swung out, and a terrifying sword force locked Loya. At the same time as the sword slashed, the sharp sword intent that rushed to the face cut through the ice armor and cut on Loya's face, causing him to feel a burst of pain. .

How do praying mantises hunt finches?

Lock, pounce, tear.

Rip through feathers and skin with serrated forelimbs, cut open the trachea, and hunt chaffinches.

Loya is now the chaffinch being hunted.

He once again felt the pain of being locked by the sword. Like Tony's trick, Hansa's attack gave him an unavoidable feeling.

But unlike Tony, attacking Hansa with this intensity does not require concentrated energy.

Facing such a terrifying move by Hansa, Loya's expression was calm, neither dodging nor evading, his fingers were wrapped with blue ** force, and the diamond-shaped magic pattern on his wrist wandered along his body.

"Broken Teeth of the Ice Dragon!"

laugh!

When the cold light suddenly appeared, Hansa watched in amazement as his slash was broken, and the air was filled with countless sharp sword qi, which cut the ground with scratches.

But before he had time to think about it, the terrifying strange force spread to him along the blade, making Hansa feel stuffy in his chest, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's... terrifying power."

He used Shaving again to leave, and then, Hansa swung his sword straight, and a sword energy was condensed and formed, like a machete, lashing towards Loya in the air.

Kacha~

Loya smashed the sword energy with a backhand punch, and the light blue energy circulated on the fist.

He raised his fist to his mouth and blew off the ice chips on it: "Your strength is really good. Your strength, speed, swordsmanship, and arrogance are all top-notch. But unfortunately, that's all."

Saying that, Loya looked at Tony and the others in the audience, and chuckled: "Don't you think that my strength is what you see?"

Everyone bit their lips unwillingly and stared at Loya stubbornly.

They don't know it, but they have been seeking psychological comfort.

Although the battle between the two was only a few short moves, the unmatched feeling had already taken root in their hearts.

"Fight against Zaixia, please don't look around." Hansa's tone could not be heard of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. The pale complexion and the empty eyes made people shudder.

"Well, just play as you like."

Loya smiled, threw himself forward, and fought with Hansa.

In the stands, Zefa shook his head regretfully. Hansa was a pure swordsman, which gave him unprecedented enthusiasm to challenge the strong. He was not for any name, prestige or military rank, but simply to become stronger. Become stronger.

This makes Hansa's sword grip tighter than others.

But God is not beautiful, his body is really bad, and every time he develops his physical potential, he is struggling on the line of death.

Facing a physical monster like Loya, it's not a little bit of a loss.

"Loya is much better than Hansa... If this goes on, Hansa should lose soon."

Huoshaoshan said with a cigar in his mouth.

The flying squirrel beside him nodded and said, "It's true... However, Hansa has long been determined to die. If a person is no longer afraid of death, the power he exerts is absolutely terrifying. It is not too early to draw conclusions about who will win and who will lose in the battle."

......

In just a few breaths, Loya fought with Hansa hundreds of times. He didn't rely on magic to fly a kite because he respected Hansa's choice.

Pure swordsman, rare.

Vigorous death is the destination.

Being bombarded to death by his own skills, he couldn't forgive himself.

"But... it's over!"

With the repeated fights, the physical differences between Hansa and Loya gradually revealed, and the strength of the counterattacks became weaker and weaker.

Loya didn't give Hansa any time to relieve his breath at all, moving around beside him, dodging the blade while launching a storm-like attack, making Hansa tired of blocking. There is a difference in speed between the two, but they cannot be suppressed, and Hansa has never been able to get rid of Loya.

After another fight, Loya suddenly exerted his strength, retracted his claws into fists, and swayed Hansa's long sword, but at the same time his shoulder was also cut, and blood was flowing.

There was a crack in the hard ice armor on the shoulder, and bits and pieces fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, I can't stop the swordsman's slash." Loya was not surprised that Hansa cut off his ice armor.

The swordsman who has understood the profound meaning of slashing iron can even cut open iron blocks. The hardness of his ice armor is almost a little harder than that of ordinary iron blocks, but how can Hansa be an ordinary swordsman?

Still, the injury makes sense. Facing Hansa with the empty door wide open, blue energy wrapped around his fist, and the cold air directly froze the water vapor in the air, making him look like he was shrouded in frost.

"Ice Dragon's Iron Fist!"

Boom!

The dull crash sounded, and Hansa, who was caught off guard, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood-red ice crystals, and his body was directly knocked out.

Boom~

The walls around the edge of the arena were smashed, and rubble flew high into the sky and then fell.

"finished?"

In the stands, everyone looked at the smoke-filled fracture, not too surprised.

Loya's strength is unquestionable, and Loya's files have been circulated among the high-ranking navy. Although most of them are his records of troubles, there are almost no doubters about his strength.