Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Watching Garp's figure disappear on the deck, Sengoku's face was suddenly dull.

Garp's words kept lingering in his mind for a long time.

We, Marine, have already lost.

He thought this way, only feeling that everything around him seemed to be moving away from him quickly, never coming back again.

But the next moment,

Suddenly, Sengoku gritted his teeth tightly, and his expression became firm and cold again.

Do not,

I can't just give up like this!

Absolute justice,

It can only be supported by me!

Only Marine, is the real justice!

"All members of Naval Headquarters!!"

Sengoku suddenly let out a deafening roar, and his body burst into bursts of majestic aura.

The body of the golden Buddha he incarnates keeps swelling, and the knotted muscles exude the luster of gold lacquer. The oppressive feeling of the aura causes the ground under his feet to crack every inch.

"The old man, in the name of the supreme commander of Naval Headquarters, ordered that all new marine members of NEO present on the scene be banished, and the justice that belongs to us is defended!"

"attack!!"

The moment the voice fell,

The Marine soldiers with pale faces and confused eyes suddenly shook, as if they were infected by Sengoku's aura, and clenched their weapons.

kill! !

Cruel wars and fighting are set off again.

NEO's new Marine wearing a black robe and Marine, wearing a blue and white uniform, immediately fought together, and the scene was chaotic.

The rain of blood flew, and the clanging clash of swords and the roar of gritted teeth resounded throughout Dressrosa.

"Come on Sengoku!!"

"Let me see in person, what you call "-kun justice in the world"!!!"

At this time, there was a wild roar in the sky, and a touch of blue was like a meteorite, falling at an astonishing speed!

boom! !

The golden Buddha was caught off guard by this powerful offensive. The surface of his body kept humming dull sounds, and the huge figure kept retreating.

After liberating the Seventh Gate of the Eight Inner Gates, Roy is like a hungry tiger coming out of the cage, using his hands and feet to launch a stormy offensive towards the golden Buddha.

As the figure of the golden Buddha kept staggering and retreating, circles of white air waves continued to emerge.

"You damn kid!!"

Sengoku gritted his teeth, a salty smell gradually overflowed between his teeth.

The pupils in his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and his face was full of shock that could not be concealed.

Roy's speed and strength, compared to when they first played against each other, has skyrocketed in an instant!

At a certain moment,

Sengoku spit out a mouthful of blood and seized Roy's breathing opportunity. The huge golden palm backhand grabbed Roy's arm and threw the latter heavily.

Wow! !

Roy adjusted his posture in mid-air, his feet landed steadily, and the terrifying propulsion force made his feet plow two dents on the ground.

He was gasping for breath, his face turned pale.

The physical burden brought by the Seventh Gate of the Eight Inner Gates is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Your body hasn't recovered yet."

In my mind,

The system's voice sounded neither salty nor indifferent, but Roy always heard a kind of worry in it.

"I know."

Roy said lightly, trying to adjust his breathing, trying to calm down the blood running wildly in his body.

He could already feel a burst of weird dullness coming from a position close to his heart, and the skin on the surface of his body gradually began to show signs of dryness and cracking.

If someone touches Roy's body next to him at this time, he might be horrified to find that his body temperature has reached an astonishing sixty or seventy degrees or more........

The Seventh Gate of the Eight Inner Gates was the last gate in front of the dead gate. The body began to emit blue steam produced by the evaporation of sweat, which was the buffer zone for the final step through the gate of the taboo of life.

In Wanokuni, Roy relied on the power brought by the opening of the Seventh Gate of the Eight Inner Gates to kill the Four Emperors Kaido.

But after that battle, no one really knew that Roy was still suffering from the aftereffects of that battle until now.

Although with the continuous improvement of physical fitness and physical strength, the sequelae and side effects brought by the opening of Eight Inner Gates will continue to decrease, but that is only for the former Sixth Gate.

After all, the liberation of the former Sixth Gate will still leave the operator's body in a relatively safe state.

"So you are still the same as before, desperately?"

The system seemed to have expected Roy's answer, and continued to ask.

Roy raised his head with difficulty, looked at the huge golden Buddha not far away, and sneered:

"Isn't there a time when I was not desperate?"

The system is silent.

It can't stand up with this.

After all, this kind of fighting style and style is what the practitioners of Eight Inner Gates should have.

Without that determination and will, Eight Inner Gates cannot be opened.

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