Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

Chapter 261 Cavendish VS Hawkeye

Since joining the Kuroko Pirates, Cavendish has never missed his daily exercise, especially when he ate the magical fruit, he secretly made up his mind.

We must catch up with Jerry's pace, or at least become a powerful fighting force that everyone can trust, a solid harbor that can shelter our partners from the wind and rain, and by the way, become a high-quality idol recognized by the world.

Although he was born a prince, apart from maintaining normal etiquette and habits such as eating and socializing, even he himself did not take this identity seriously at all.

Therefore, Cavendish's daily exercise can be regarded as the best among the Kuroko Pirates.

He is involved in many aspects such as sword skills, fruits, domineering, will, posture, and self-cultivation of a high-quality idol, and has invested a lot of time and energy in them. He is a real master of time management.

Of course, what Cavendish pays most attention to are still the aspects that are closely related to improving combat effectiveness.

He knows very well that real strength is the foundation for a foothold in the world, and idols without strength can only attract attention and sensationalism for a short time, but cannot win everyone's respect and recognition for a long time.

"Beautiful Sword·Blue Bird!"

The dazzling sword light turned into a giant bird, wrapped around Cavendish, and swooped down towards Hawkeye with him.

The latter stood calmly on the remains of the shabby ship abandoned by the Creek Pirates, the supreme sword, the Black Blade, wielded in his hand, the blade extending diagonally downward, hovering quietly in the air.

"Clang!" A crisp sword sound was heard, and Hawkeye silently swung his sword. The sword was so powerful that it chopped Cavendish, who was flying in the air, and made him fly backwards involuntarily.

Then, Hawkeye moved his feet in a small space, constantly dissolving all of Cavendish's persistent attacks.

"Beautiful Sword. Cut. Stardust!" Cavendish shouted angrily, and his body was like a phantom, suddenly swinging out the powerful attack he had been preparing for.

"Bang!" Hawkeye swung his sword to block, however, at the moment when the swords collided, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Finally, under Cavendish's fierce attack, he was forced back a few steps.

"If this is all you have, I advise you to give up. Otherwise, you will be buried in the sea with the next blow." Unlike the silence when attacking, Hawkeye can still communicate normally during normal times.

Looking at the young man not far away, Hawkeye swung the black knife in his hand, as if Cavendish's powerful blow just now had broken a certain boundary in his heart.

Obviously, Hawkeye no longer intends to limit himself to defense, but to take the initiative to attack.

"Jerry..." Deuce, who was watching the battle from a distance, spoke in a low voice. Even as a rookie, he could see that Cavendish was at an absolute disadvantage just now, not to mention that Deuce was no longer a complete rookie.

Jerry patted Deuce's shoulder gently: "Don't worry, Cavendish has a trick up his sleeve."

Cavendish took a deep breath, made a sword flower, with a burning fighting spirit in his eyes. He said firmly: "Come on, I also want to see the strength of the world's number one swordsman!"

"As you wish." Hawkeye said calmly, and his aura suddenly burst out, as surging as a storm.

He moved and rushed towards Cavendish like an arrow. Without saying a word, he slashed straight out like a knife cutting through space.

At this moment, Cavendish's heart was filled with alarm bells, his expression was solemn, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

He quickly activated his armament color to the extreme, and the sword Durandal in his hand instantly turned as dark as the night sky, emitting a strong aura.

"Beautiful Sword. Slash. Gale!"

The long sword swept across the sky, and the blurry figures of both sides merged together in an instant.

The next second, Hawkeye paused slightly, and Cavendish was blown back with a sound of metallic collision, like water splashed by a strong wind.

Hawkeye took advantage of the situation and slashed out with another sharp sword energy with an expressionless face, chasing after Cavendish in the air.

At the same time, he dragged the black knife in his hand behind him and flew forward.

Feeling unprecedented oppression and sense of crisis, Cavendish's frown suddenly relaxed.

Then, the expression on his face twisted strangely. The right side of his face was still his original handsome face, but the left side turned into the ferociously grinning second personality "White Horse".

But all this changed in the blink of an eye, and Cavendish's face returned to normal again, as if everything just now was an illusion.

However, the aura he exuded at this moment was completely different from before, and his entire body exuded an extremely sharp and violent aura.

This powerful aura alone would probably be enough to make the weak tremble with fear and unable to move.

Hawkeye, who was rushing forward, keenly sensed the other party's changes halfway through. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Not bad."

Cavendish's figure disappeared into the air in an instant, avoiding Hawkeye's sharp sword light at the critical moment.

The next moment, Cavendish rushed towards Hawkeye like a hurricane, launching wave after wave of intensive and powerful attacks, as if to drown his opponent in endless attacks.

Correspondingly, facing this overwhelming attack, Hawkeye remained calm. He dismantled Cavendish's moves one by one and took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

The two of them were slashing at each other continuously with amazing movement and attack speed. People with weaker strength couldn't even catch a glimpse of their physical figures.

All that could be seen was a large number of ship wreckage and wood blocks floating on the sea in the vast area around. They seemed to be torn apart and eaten away by some invisible creatures, turning into debris in the blink of an eye.

"Are all the people on the Grand Line such monsters? I, I want to go back to the East China Sea!" On the main ship of the Creek Pirates, one of the pirates was stunned for a long time, and suddenly lost control of his emotions and screamed loudly.

Their remaining pirate ship had just sailed away from danger, and many crew members who were secretly thankful to have escaped the disaster witnessed this scene, and they all felt a deep despair and helplessness in their hearts.

With a bang, Creek shot the screaming subordinate expressionlessly and threw him into the sea. He roared angrily in a hoarse voice with unwillingness on his face: "Let's go! Let's go back to the East China Sea and regroup!"

Jerry glanced at the Creek Pirates, who were gradually leaving with only a few ships and personnel left, and gently hooked his finger and whispered, "A small punishment, a water dragon bullet."

Just as he finished speaking, a huge water dragon suddenly rose up from near the main ship of the Creek Pirates and rushed straight into the air.

"What the hell!?"

Under the gaze of the pirates' eyes as round as copper bells, the water dragon tumbled in the sky and finally crashed into their deck, causing a huge wave.