Shanks, who was at the helm, saw Feng Ye's ship approaching and could see Feng Ye standing on the deck. He said hello to Feng Ye and shouted in the strong wind: "Can you encounter a dangerous situation in this situation?"
What a fate, but we don’t have time to rob you now, so you should follow us and try to survive before being drowned by the sea! Otherwise, you will lose everything if you are swallowed up!"
"It's quite fate."
Feng Ye looked at Shanks who was shouting loudly in the storm and smiled softly.
The red-haired future Yonko, the most honorable man in the sea, now looks much more immature, even more immature than the previous Aokiji.
"Then you have to follow us closely. If you can keep up with us, you will have a chance to escape. If you can't keep up, we won't have the spare capacity to take care of you."
Jesus pulled the rope of the sail and shouted loudly in the storm on the maple night.
Just in time.
The storm intensified, and a wave rolled up from the front, dozens of meters high, and hit Shanks and Feng Ye's boat, threatening to overturn and submerge both boats.
"Beckman!"
Shanks put away his playful expression and roared.
"Yes! Captain!"
Beckman jumped up, landed next to Shanks, took over the rudder and stabilized it with all his strength.
Shanks stepped forward and rushed directly to the front of the deck. He looked at the waves sweeping over him and suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath.
laugh!!!
A flash of sword light flashed, and a huge sword energy stretching for more than ten meters burst out with one swing of his hand, directly hitting the sweeping waves head-on, blasting a gap in the waves.
"Well done Captain!!"
Jesus laughed loudly and continued to tighten the sail.
Shanks swayed, retreated to the mast, grabbed a rope, continued to hold the sword with one hand, and said: "Keep moving forward, let's rush out together!"
not far away.
Feng Ye, who was standing on the deck, watched this scene and lowered the hand he was raising.
Feng Ye looked in the direction of Shanks on the deck, with a thoughtful look on his face, and the blue luster in his eyes flickered slightly.
"Is that... the swordsmanship of this world?"
"There is no concentrated chakra, and there is no special energy. Just slashing out, you can create huge wind pressure and slashes, condensing all the power into one line."
Feng Ye murmured in his heart, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes.
The world of Naruto also has swordsmanship, but compared to the swordsmanship of this world, there is obviously a huge difference. The great swordsman of this world, if he has mastered his swordsmanship to the top, can split mountains and islands with just one sword.
It's more powerful than the complete Susanoo.
Although the upper limit of the power system in this world is not high, there are still some things that have merit, and swordsmanship is one of them.
Wow!!
Just as Feng Ye was deep in thought, Shanks broke the waves twice in a row.
The two ships rode the wind and waves on the rough sea, constantly passing through huge waves, trying to stay away from the center of the storm.
but.
It seemed that Shanks had bad luck. The direction of the storm was chasing them away from them. As time went by, the waves began to become more and more violent.
At this moment, Shanks was only twenty years old. He was not yet the Four Emperors who ruled the sea, nor was he a great swordsman who stood at the top of the sword. Facing the increasingly stronger storm, he began to struggle.
"My practice is still not enough..."
There was a trace of sweat on Shanks' forehead and he felt the pressure.
When he was on the ship of Roger Pirates, he was riding the wind and waves like this, and the people in front were Pirate King Roger, Pluto Rayleigh, Barrett, Kozuki Oden and other existences. At that time, he was just a trainee and a clown.
Bucky hid in the back together.
Now he is the captain of the red-haired pirates. When facing the storm, he needs to lead his crew to fight. Recalling that Roger Reli and others can split the mountain-like waves with one sword, he couldn't help but let out a breath.
.
"Boss! I'm here to help!"
"Hey! Over there! Come here and grab the rope! Hurry!!"
Jesus Bu and others also noticed that Shanks was gradually struggling. They did not sit back and watch. They quickly called for the crew members who were not strong in combat to come over and steer the sails, and then rushed to the deck.
Another huge wave hit, with the wave head being thirty or forty meters high.
Boom!!!
Together with Shanks, Beckman and others all took action, launching a mess of attacks and blasting away the 30 to 40-meter-high wave.
With the support of his companions, Shanks breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
but.
His smile didn't last long before it suddenly froze on his face. He saw a huge black shadow appear on the sea far away.
Although it's a little unclear, you can still tell that it's an extremely high wave, like the world is turning upside down, and it's coming here!
"Oops...Oops, Captain..."
Cold sweat broke out on Jesus' forehead and he said: "The storm ahead seems to be getting bigger. How could this be? Aren't we moving away from the storm?!"
Beckman said solemnly: "We are indeed moving away from the storm, but do you think our ship is really moving forward with such waves?"
"you mean……"
Jesus looked at Beckman, his face a little pale.
Beckman said solemnly: "We were probably swept toward the center of the storm. Not only were we unable to escape, but we were closer to the center of the storm!"
Having said this, he took a breath, looked at the huge waves coming from far away, and said: "It seems that if you want to survive, you have to leave it to luck."
"Don't sound so depressed, Beckman."
Shanks had seen much bigger storms than this before. He was not panicked at this time. Instead, he smiled and said: "We will never stop here!"
"Really..."
Seeing that Shanks was still so optimistic, Beckman helplessly spat out the wet cigarette butt in his mouth and said, "Then I'll accompany you, Captain, and try your best to struggle!"
When everyone saw this, they all took a breath and faced the waves in the distance. The waves at this moment were just a black line, but it still made the atmosphere depressing and dull, making it difficult to breathe.
And in this depression.
A voice came over.
"You seem to be a little helpless..."
Feng Ye stood on the deck, with a little golden luster shining in his blue eyes. He saw some future scenes and smiled softly.
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in the violent storm and reached the ears of Shanks, Beckman and others, making them all slightly startled.
Everyone turned to look.
On another ship not far away, Feng Ye was standing steadily on the deck, taking two steps forward and looking up at the sky.