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"It would be great if I could ask Gion-senpai for some swordsmanship lessons!"

Kuina said as she looked down at the ordinary katana at her waist.

Originally, her sword was supposed to be the family heirloom Wado Ichimonji, but Kuina, who was determined to be strong all her life, suggested that the large and powerful Wado Ichimonji with twenty-one skills should be held by the strongest swordsman of Isshin Dojo.

Unfortunately, she was defeated by Nonoroa Zoro in the subsequent competition, so she willingly gave the Wado Ichimonji to Zoro, and the two agreed to move forward towards the throne of "the strongest swordsman" and meet at the top.

Although Kuina didn't want to admit it, her progress in swordsmanship was indeed getting slower and slower.

In fact, Kuina knew very well that she had been surpassed by Zoro since the 15st duel when she was 8001 years old.

"Humph! That idiot has been secretly letting me win in the subsequent duels, and he thought I couldn't see it!"

Kuina thought about it and felt both angry and amused.

Finally, before setting out to sea, Kuina invited Zoro to a duel with all their might, betting on the Wado Ichimonji.

"Kuina, what did you just say?"

Dashigi, who didn't hear clearly, asked in confusion.

"Ah, nothing, I just suddenly thought of a friend."

hateful!

One day I will defeat that person with poor sense of direction and get back the Wado Ichimonji!

Kuina gripped the knife handle tightly, her eyes sharpening.

"Hoo~!"

Seeing his subordinates suddenly become eager to fight, Smoker took a puff of his cigar and reminded them with a crooked mouth.

"Hey, you two, this level of battlefield is too early for you now. Your opponent is one of the pirate kings that dominate the New World. You can't deal with any ordinary crew member who is unknown."

"After the war starts, even I will be too busy to take care of myself, so you two must remember this. I promised to bring you here to see it, but you also promised me that you would stay behind!"

"Yes! Commodore Smoker!"

The two of them shouted hurriedly, but they couldn't help feeling a little regretful in their hearts.

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Right in front of the port, six figures who were not wearing the white justice uniforms were either standing or sitting. They seemed somewhat out of place with the justice camp behind them. They were none other than the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the pirates!

Boa Hancock had a dull expression and sat absentmindedly on the "snakeskin" sofa, gazing at the vast ocean. Her melancholy eyes and stunning beauty attracted countless sailors around her to secretly glance at her.

"Fffffffff, the navy is really not polite at all. They treat us as outsiders in meetings and put us at the forefront in war!"

Doflamingo held up his glasses and laughed oddly. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he turned around and looked at Enel, who was sitting on the turret with his chin in one hand and a fishing rod in the other, still absorbed in fishing, and took the initiative to talk to him.

"To be honest, I still don't understand why a lonely guy like you, who has no desires, would join the Shichibukai. No! It's strange that you would even become a pirate, Enelu."

Pedro, Franky and Hodi Jones on the side all smiled when they heard this, only Enel turned his head with an unhappy look on his face.

What do you mean?

Isn't this clearly a question of his acting skills? Enelu was about to open his mouth to refute when he heard Doflamingo continue.

"Ffufufu, you must be brewing some huge conspiracy, right?"

"Oh? You can even guess this?"

Enel's eyebrows raised and lowered, as if someone had spoken of his true intentions.

"Of course, your abnormal behavior is like you are deliberately hiding some secrets. There is no need to guess. However, as long as you are ambitious, perhaps we have a chance to cooperate! I produce all kinds of arms and weapons! Fufufufu!"

Doflamingo smirked.

"You guessed wrong. I'm really not interested in these things. You don't produce fishing tackle and bait, so there's nothing for us to cooperate on. Go talk to other people and don't disturb me while I'm fishing!"

Enelu said impatiently.

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"Hahahaha, this is so spectacular! In order to deal with Whitebeard, the Navy has really put all its resources into it this time!"

"But is it really good to have such a dense arrangement? In a real fight, we won't even need to aim our artillery fire. We can kill a lot of people with our eyes closed, right?"

"And if we fight head-on, the people at the back won't be able to squeeze to the front, right? We won't be able to deploy the formation at all."

Franky complained.

"If Whitebeard launches a massive artillery attack from the sky at this time that can cover the entire island, the navy will really explode!"

"Blow your head off. The Whitebeard Pirates don't have that kind of weapon."

Enelu looked at the sea and said without turning his head.

"Lord Enelu!"

A female Marine ran to the gun platform and shouted in a low voice.

"Sir Eneel, the execution will soon be broadcast live to the world."

"Oh, then just play it. Why did you tell me specifically?"

Enel remained motionless with his chin resting on his hand while fishing, only glancing downwards.

"Marshal Sengoku hopes that you can be a little more formal, so as to show the mental outlook and powerful aura of the Seven Warlords of the Sea to the audiences around the world..."

Enelu was stunned.

"I have already responded to your call as agreed. The Shichibukai treaty does not say that I have to cooperate with you in your play!!"

"this…"

The female marine wiped the sweat off her forehead. She felt a little guilty when being looked at by Enel, and her voice became lower and lower.

"I don't want to embarrass you, go tell Zhan Guo what I said."

After sending Doflamingo and the navy away, Enel continued to leisurely cast his rod and fish.

"What a bastard!"

In the port of Marinford, which is preparing for war, a hundred thousand elite naval forces are watching you fishing alone?

On the execution platform, Zhan Guo couldn't help cursing after hearing the report, and then he could only wave his hands helplessly.

"Forget it, now is not the time to care about him."

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"Hey, hey, hey, have you figured out how to fight?"

Franky asked.

"Hehehe!"

Hoddy Jones grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp triangular fangs.

"As a fishman, it makes sense that I'm not good at land battles. When the battle really starts, I'll dive into the sea and destroy a few pirate ships. Then I'll find a chance to rescue a few sailors who fell into the water and ask them to help testify that I've done my part. That should be enough."

"Wow, that makes sense! Since I'm not good at close combat, I'll just set up a turret to provide long-range fire support for you! At the beginning, I'll just randomly fire a few shots to get the atmosphere going, and when both sides officially start a head-on hand-to-hand combat, I'll stop in time because I'm afraid of accidentally injuring friendly forces! That should make sense, right?"

Franky said excitedly after getting the idea.

"Um...you...then according to what you said, I am a member of the Leopard Fur Tribe and the user of the Leopard Fruit. You know, leopards are nocturnal animals! Can I just say that I am not good at fighting during the day? I will come back after dark?"

Pedro joked.

"Hahaha, you're going a bit too far."

"Hehehe, I think this excuse is fine, but Admiral Sengoku might be so angry that he would vomit blood."

"Crack!"

Enel took out an apple, wiped it on his trouser leg, took a bite out of it, and said leisurely.

"Whatever. As long as the people are here, it's fine. The Navy hasn't thought about relying on us for much effort."

The four of them were chatting happily with each other. Meanwhile, Doflamingo, who was isolated again, was itching to know what kind of big event the four Shichibukai were plotting together.

"Fffffffff, I didn't expect that even the Queen of Nine Snakes, who never attends the Shichibukai meetings and never obeys the orders of the World Government, would obediently accept the call!"

In order to ease the embarrassment, Doflamingo turned to talk to Boa Hancock to make his presence felt, but was ignored again.

"... "

Hancock said nothing and didn't even look at him.

Doflamingo couldn't help but feel veins popping up on his forehead.

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