"Five-colored threads!"
Don Quijote Dofranmingo saw that his attack was blocked by White Feather with one finger. His expression became even more ferocious. He stomped on the ground with his right foot and disappeared from the spot. Like a bullet, he instantly appeared in front of White Feather.
A thread that was much tougher than steel was wrapped around each of his five fingers on his right hand. Like the claws of a beast, he clawed at White Feather's neck from above.
Facing the furious Heavenly Yaksha who had launched a fierce attack.
Bai Yu still didn't get up from the sofa. This time, he didn't even have the intention to reach out his hand.
When the sharp five-colored lines were about to touch his neck, a hand the size of a giant rose from under Don Quijote Doframingo's feet. Then, it closed its five fingers and clenched its palm, directly grabbing Don Quijote Doframingo and the five-colored lines that were about to cut his neck.
"Flower of Buddha, Garuda."
Suddenly, a large hand reached out from the ground and grabbed Don Quijote Doflemingo, smashing him to the ground.
bang
The ground that was already filled with holes suffered another devastating blow.
With a loud bang, thick smoke and dust rose into the sky. The heavy and thick ground rippled like a clean piece of clothing that had been gently shaken by someone.
Once the terrifying power erupted, the room, no, more than half of the castle could not withstand it. It was directly shattered by the powerful shock wave and collapsed with a loud bang.
When the smoke and dust in the surroundings gradually dispersed.
Most of the once majestic Don Quijote family castle had been reduced to construction waste.
In the center of the battlefield, there was a huge pit with a radius of 70 to 80 meters.
It was as if he had been knocked out by a meteorite.
In the deep pit.
Don Quijote Dofranmingo, who was untamed and rampaging in the North Sea, was now pressed to the bottom of the pit like a dead dog by a giant's hand.
Even if he tried his best, he could only lift his dusty face from the soil.
After experiencing the ravaging just now.
Although the sunglasses that never left his body were still hanging on the bridge of his nose, the eye-catching lenses had already cracked, revealing a pair of eyes filled with anger, shock, and disbelief.
"What's with your expression?"
"Don Quijote Dofranmingo.”
"Haven't you already experienced the difference between us?”
White Feather sat on the only undamaged sofa in the castle.
Whether it was the collision of the Overlord's colors or the confrontation of the fruit's abilities, Don Quijote Doframingo was caught like a broken yaksha and slapped to the ground. He could only crawl at his feet. From the beginning to the end, he did not get up from the sofa.
He did not damage the sofa under his butt.
"If you want to kill me, you'd better do it now.”
"Otherwise, as long as I'm still alive."
"One day, I will kill you and everyone around you.”
Don Quijote Dofranmingo roared through gritted teeth.
At this moment.
He was still the tenacious Sea of Seven Martial Arts who had experienced the battle of heroes.
He had lived in the North Sea for a long time and was used to being invincible.
The sudden defeat was a huge blow to him. He even lost control of his emotions and lost his rationality. He was like a beast at the end of its rope, roaring repeatedly.
"Shh! Don't speak so loudly."
"Isn't that your choice just now?”
"I tried to give you dignity, but you chose the most uncomfortable way, didn't you?”
White Feather stood up from the sofa and walked to Don Quijote Doframingo. He squatted down and said,"
"Don Quijote Dofranmingo!”
Bai Yu looked down at this unruly Heavenly Yaksha from above.
"Winner takes all."
"If you want the Golden Fruit, feel free to take it.”
"But it's not here. It'll take a month to transport it over.”
Don Quijote Dofranmingo and White Feather looked at each other for a moment, their expressions uncertain.
Although he was angry, his childhood experiences had forged an indomitable will. The humiliation of a crushing defeat did make him feel ashamed and furious, but it was not to the point of hysteria.
Especially after he realized that the Thousand-Hands in front of him did not have any intention of taking his life, he naturally would not continue to be desperate and let the situation collapse to an uncontrollable state.
One sentence.
After a fight, the arrogant Heavenly Yaksha recognized the current situation and the gap between them, and he admitted defeat even more.
However, after this fight, they did not become friends like they had with Monchi D. Long. Instead, their relationship became similar to that of a superior and a subordinate.
"Not enough."
"This is the bargaining chip that moved me just now.”
"Do you think that your life, along with the entire Don Quijote family, is worth a Golden Fruit?”
Bai Yu shook his head.
Before this fight, he didn't mind taking the Golden Fruit and leaving.
However, after a fight, the nature of the fight changed.
He wouldn't kill Don Quijote Dofranmingo. After all, who would be willing to kill a Ming brother who gave away golden fruits, surgical fruits, and roasted fruits? But he wouldn't let him off easily either.
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