One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

As Cohen stepped into the sky on the moon step, the battle venue between the two changed from the ground to the sky.

"I heard those sailors calling you Major just now. You have such strength at such a young age. It seems that you have elders in the upper echelons of your family, right?"

After Cohen reached the air, the scar-faced man did not attack immediately. Instead, he spoke to Cohen.

Although he asked Cohen, he didn't give Cohen any time to answer, and continued to talk to himself, "It's good to have a backstage. I've never lacked resources since I was a child. I already have such strength at a young age."

"With the support of your backstage, I believe your future will be smooth. You will be promoted from major to lieutenant colonel, to colonel, to brigadier general, to major general, and even to lieutenant general. You will never encounter any problems along the way. stop."

"It's great to have a backstage."

The scar-faced man looked at Cohen, his voice softened, almost whispering, and his face that was divided into two parts by the scar was full of yearning.

"With a backstage, no one dares to provoke you. If you cause trouble, someone will cover it up for you and help you fight. It's great." As he spoke, the look of yearning on the scar-faced man's face disappeared, and then took on a thicker look. With a strong look of anger and jealousy, his voice became louder again.

"Hey hey hey..." After he finished roaring, the scar-faced man regained his composure. He tapped his feet in the air, kept his figure, lowered his head slightly, and let out a sinister laugh.

Cohen tapped his feet in the air, keeping his body at the same height as the scar-faced man. Seeing that the scar-faced man's condition suddenly became abnormal, he couldn't help but tighten the handle of the knife with his right hand.

The scar-faced man stopped laughing and said coldly, "However, these are only effective in the navy, and here, the only thing that can work is strength."

"So..." The scar-faced man looked up at Cohen, "Let me destroy all of this for you."

As soon as the words fell, the scar-faced man flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Cohen. His dark right hand hit Cohen hard.

"when!"

The knife swung horizontally, blocking Cohen, who was armed with a fist, and was directly thrown away.

Cohen raised his foot a little in the air to stop his flying body, then moved his foot a little more and rushed towards the scar-faced man again, raising the knife in his right hand.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The two of them started fighting in the air. You hit me with a knife and I hit you with a punch. Their bodies kept changing positions in the air. They collided again and again, were knocked away, and rushed towards each other again and again.

"when!"

Cohen's knife struck the scar-faced man's arm again.

This time, the scar-faced man was not knocked away again, and Cohen was not pushed away again.

The scar-faced man took his right hand back to his chest, looked at Cohen, raised the corner of his mouth, and showed a ferocious smile to Cohen.

"Death Blast."

When Cohen saw the ferocious smile on the other person's face, he subconsciously sensed something was wrong.

But the scar-faced man was faster, and his right hand on his chest struck Cohen hard from the air.

"boom!"

Although Cohen used his armed left hand to block in time, his whole body was still thrown away, straight into the woods, and hit the ground.

The dust dispersed, revealing Cohen's figure kneeling on the ground, and a large crater appeared on the ground behind him.

The scar-faced man's feet were a little bit in the air, and his body flashed. He instantly appeared above Cohen's head, his right foot as black as ink raised high.

"Die."

"boom!"

Coen's knife was raised above his head, receiving the scar-faced man's kick, and his body was smashed into the ground for another three points.

"die."

The scar-faced man's attack did not stop. He spun his body, put his hands on the ground, and kicked Cohen's chest hard with his left foot.

"boom!"

Cohen blocked the attack again with his left arm and was kicked away by the huge force from the scar-faced man's foot. He smashed the trunk of a big tree and then hit a second thick trunk before he stopped. body shape.

Cohen's passing brought up smoke and dust along the way.

Then, a figure rushed out of the smoke.Cohen left the smoke, jumped up, held the knife in his pocket with both hands and slashed at the scar-faced man.

The scar-faced man did not choose any other response. He still raised his right hand and blocked Cohen's knife with his armed and domineering arm.

The scar-faced man moved his arm down slightly, made a movement to accumulate strength, and then raised it again, pushing Cohen and the man straight away.

Immediately afterwards, the scar-faced man raised his feet in the air and chased Cohen at an extremely fast speed.

Cohen, who was flying upside down, raised his feet in the air, stopped his body, moved his feet again, and flew towards the scar-faced man.

"when!"

Cohen's knife was blocked again.

But this time, Cohen no longer relied solely on the knife to attack. His free left hand was instantly filled with armed domineering energy, and he struck at the scar-faced man's head.

"boom!"

However, his fist was still blocked.

The scar-faced man looked at Cohen, whose attacks were all blocked, with a sinister smile on his face again.

“To hell with the flowers in the greenhouse.”

Then, with neither hand free, the scar-faced man's feet reached Cohen's chest in the air at an extremely fast speed.

Cohen, who also had neither hand free, was unable to block the scar-faced man's legs, and was kicked in the chest by an armed and domineering foot.

"boom!"

Although Cohen immediately used the armed color to harden his chest, his practice of armed color has not yet reached this level. He only covered his chest with a small layer of armed color, which only reduced part of the impact. The person hit the ground hard, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

"Cough."

Cohen got up from the ground and couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

After the scar-faced man kicked Cohen away, he didn't pause at all. He stepped in the air and flew towards the place where Cohen landed.

Suddenly, a slash flew out of the smoke with a trace of smoke and flew towards the scar-faced man.

The scar-faced man's expression remained unchanged. He clenched his right hand and hit the slash with his armed-colored right hand, directly scattering the slash and continuing to fly towards Cohen.

Then, another slash flew out of the smoke.

The scar-faced man punched again.

This was followed by several more slashes, flying towards the scar-faced man in succession.

The scar-faced man stopped, raised his right foot slightly, and kicked out several slashes to meet the slashes flying out of the smoke.

Two different slashes collided in the air, and some of them directly canceled each other out and dissipated at the same time, but a considerable part did not cancel each other out, but were changed in direction.

The trees around the two people suffered a lot, as the slashes flew past, leaving a large number of half-cut tree stumps.

After kicking out these several slashes, the scar-faced man did not continue towards Cohen, but landed on the ground, ignoring the fallen trees around him, and looked at Cohen's position with his eyes.

The smoke cleared and Cohen's figure holding a knife appeared again.

The scar-faced man looked at Cohen, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Cohen. Both fists were stretched forward at the same time, hitting his chest.

"boom!"

Cohen, who was using his sword at the same time, blocked the scar-faced man's fists, but his whole body was sent flying, breaking two trees in a row, and did not stop until he hit the third tree.