Chapter 1750 Napoleon VS Yamato (2)

However, Yamato herself did not stop because of this. She was still as fast as lightning, rushing along the ice road like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, her figure disappeared from Napoleon's sight.

Seeing this, Napoleon raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a faint smile.

He immediately understood Yamato's intention. She obviously didn't want to take action on this crowded Beast Island to avoid hurting innocent people.

She chose to compete with him on the broader stage of the ocean.

"Interesting, they chose the sea!"

Napoleon raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile.

He held the trident of Poseidon tightly in his hand, staring at the vast, turbulent sea, as if this ocean was his stage.

Immediately afterwards, Napoleon stomped his feet suddenly, and his body rushed towards the sea like an arrow.

He was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he landed on the sea as lightly as a bird.

Surprisingly, Napoleon did not sink to the bottom of the sea like an ordinary person, but stood steadily on the sea as if he were walking on flat ground.

His feet seemed to be lifted up by a mysterious force, keeping a certain distance from the sea, as if the sea was no obstacle for him.

Napoleon's figure sped across the sea, like a flash of lightning across the sky, quickly catching up with the Yamato in front.

This scene left tens of thousands of people on the Beast Island dumbfounded and in disbelief.

They stared blankly at Napoleon's figure running on the sea, as if they saw a mythical figure.

"This... the captain just abandoned us here?"

Quinn looked at Napoleon in astonishment as he disappeared from his sight, his mouth wide open, unable to close.

The other crew members were also a little confused and didn't know how to deal with this sudden situation.

"Go, watch the captain, and make sure nothing happens!"

Jin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly shouted. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of anxiety and worry.

Hearing what Jhin said, Jack picked up Jhin's wheelchair without hesitation and rushed towards the port like a running rhino.

At the same time, the reporters who were originally preparing to interview the duel between Yamato and Napoleon were also in an uproar.

While cursing, they hurriedly prepared the boats, trying to keep up with Yamato.

These reporters had never expected that Yamato would play so unconventionally. Not only did he let the crew of the Lion Pirates go, but he also chose the sea as the location for the duel, which made them feel deceived.

Although these reporters were full of dissatisfaction in their hearts, they dared not show this emotion outwardly.

After all, the environment they were in was too dangerous—there were tens of thousands of Beasts Pirates around them, eyeing them covetously!

If they really spoke out their inner thoughts, the consequences would be disastrous.

After all, who can guarantee that the Beasts Pirates will be so easy to talk to?

The identity of journalists may give them some sense of security, but it does not mean that they will not be harmed at all.

Even if they are unfortunately killed, the newspapers behind them may not stand up for them.

This is the cruel reality.

Despite this, many reporters were unwilling to give up the next battle, so they immediately followed closely by boat.

Among the entire Beasts Pirates, only the middle and high-level members are qualified to board the ship and follow in the footsteps of Yamato and Napoleon.

As for other ordinary members, they could only stay on the island and wait for news anxiously.

In fact, there is not harmony within the Beasts Pirates.

Many members were unhappy with the action.

They originally thought there would be a thrilling battle, but in the end they were just called together to take part in the battle.

This caused some brutal pirates to begin to look down on Captain Yamato.

But Yamato's strength is there. Although these pirates are resentful, they can only bury their dissatisfaction deeply and dare not express it easily.

On the open sea, the waves are surging and rolling.

Yamato stood in the sea, her feet gently touching the water, and every step caused the water to freeze.

Behind her, Napoleon, holding the trident of Poseidon, walked on the waves like a warrior riding the wind and waves.

Napoleon's steps were steady and powerful, and his figure was looming in the waves, as if he had merged with the sea.

In the blink of an eye, he passed Yamato like lightning and came in front of her.

Then he turned around abruptly, staring at Yamato with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

At this time, Napoleon was standing on the waves, his body swaying with the rise and fall of the waves. The trident of Poseidon in his hand emitted colorful light, like a gorgeous rainbow across the sea.

His entire body was faintly golden, like a god of war in golden armor, majestic and inviolable.

"Okay, let's fight here!"

Napoleon's voice echoed over the sea like thunder.

His words revealed a confidence and determination, and he seemed to be full of confidence in this battle.

Yamato stopped when he heard Napoleon's words.

Her feet were firmly on the ice, and she looked at Napoleon coldly.

Then she slammed the huge mace on her shoulder into the sea below her feet.

There was a loud "boom" and the moment the mace hit the sea surface, a light blue energy gushed out from the mace like a volcanic eruption.

This energy spread rapidly, and wherever it reached, the sea water was instantly frozen. The originally turbulent sea seemed to be frozen in time and became unusually calm.

The originally turbulent sea surface was suddenly shrouded by an extremely cold atmosphere.

This cold air was like a cold wave from hell, spreading around at an alarming speed.

In just a moment, the sea within a radius of ten thousand meters around was frozen into a solid layer of ice. Even the sea water a thousand meters deep under the sea could not escape the invasion of this cold air and was instantly frozen into an ice prison.

The cold air was everywhere, and the entire area seemed to be shrouded in ice and snow.

The instigator of all this was Yamato standing on the ice.

She held a huge mace in her hand, and the coldness emanating from her body blended with the surrounding environment, just like an ice queen descending to the world.

Napoleon stood in the distance and witnessed Yamato's action. His eyes shrank slightly and a strong sense of vigilance surged in his heart.

"Devil Fruit Awakens!"

Napoleon said solemnly, and he obviously had a new understanding of Yamato's abilities.

Who could have thought that Beast Yamato's devil fruit ability had awakened to such an extent.