There is no wind band, and the blue sea is like a mirror, reflecting a piece of the sky.

There were no waves, not a single ripple, and an island in the distance was dark, and the sky seemed to be leaking, and the black clouds were overwhelming and flashing with boundless thunder.

At this moment, a duck came out of the jungle, more than two meters tall, strong and golden, with two long knives on its back, walking towards the sea level like a walk.

Like flat ground, the mirror-like sea level did not move at all, and the stout duck walked leisurely, not looking down at his feet as if he was looking for something.

Walk farther and farther until the island is the size of a sesame seed.

"Whoa..."

Suddenly, the plain sea surface turned over and overturned, and a huge beast under the sea opened its bloody mouth and devoured the duck.

"Beep..."

The sound of water drifting sounded, and a golden lightning bolt rose from the ground, suddenly appearing at a height of 100 meters and looking down at the behemoth that fell on the sea.

"Quack."

The duck just stood in mid-air, and the next moment he pulled out his double knives, and appeared on the sea surface again, with two hundreds of meters of arcs, the giant beast that overturned the river and the sea hissed, and then the entire sea area was dyed red, and a head smashed on the sea.

This is a serpentine sea king that is as long as five or six hundred meters, and even if it is thick, it is fifty meters.

The duck used itself as bait to lure out the sea kings at the bottom of the sea.

Blood rained, the duck put away the long knife and grabbed the gills of the sea king like a human hand, and then the sea without a little wind and waves was as earth-shattering as a flash flood, and the duck grabbed the sea king like a galloping train and rushed towards the island.

Along the way, the rivers and seas were turned upside down, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and finally they came to an open space in the center of the island, and then skillfully set up a campfire and began to barbecue.

"Thunderbolt..."

The flames continued to burn, the oil stains on the sea kings continued to drip off, and the smell of meat began to waft up, and the ducks shouted at the area of lightning and thunder in the distance while adding to the fire.

"What's going on for lunch today."

Not long after, a young man came out of the jungle.

A black hair is messily draped over his shoulders, his left eye is closed and his right eye is open, there are three scars and scratches on the right side of his face, most of his bare upper body is scars, and he has six abdominal muscles in his abdomen, and his body is well-proportioned and just right.

The lower half of his body is a tattered beach pants, his bare feet ignore the spikes on the ground, and he has a cigarette in his mouth like a hooligan.

This closed cultivation Fukxi didn't bring anything, only a sack of cigarettes.

"Quack, serpentine sea kings."

The duck whined angrily, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"The sea kings are tired of eating."

Looking at the dripping lunch, Foxy had no appetite, and after speaking, he leaned on Donald Duck's back and swallowed the clouds.

"Quack, when are we leaving?"

Without looking back, Donald Duck was a little grumpy.

"It's been three years, and I'm almost already cultivating, let's leave after eating this sea king!"

A mouthful of heart-shaped smoke rings came out of his mouth, and Foxy looked at the sky.

For three years, three full years, Foxy and Donald Duck lived a hard life of isolation, and the island at their feet was already the tenth of the experience of one man and one duck, almost close to the depths of the windless zone.

Reilly left two years ago, because he had taught everything he had to teach, and the rest was up to Faulksie and Donald Duck themselves, so he was alone for two whole years.

The rewards obtained from three years of closed cultivation are enormous.

If you look closely, you will find that Foxy is now handsome, although he is not handsome, but it seems that Pan An still has it.

The most eye-catching thing in the past was the long red nose, but now it has returned to its normal state, the chin of the slippers has also become a pointed chin, and the overall facial features have been rectified with an abnormal evil aura, which belongs to the kind of face that makes people want to stop.

It took a full year and a half for Foxy to awaken his life and return it, and the ghost knows how hard Foxy has put into it.

As I guessed at the beginning, the face that was slowly reshaped with life was not flawless, everything was so just right and flawless.

Plastic surgery has always been Faxxie's heart disease, and when the complete plastic surgery was successful, Fuksie cried for a whole night against the river on the island.

That's right, Foksy has awakened and returned to life, and his other abilities have grown by leaps and bounds.

The Six Styles have developed a variety of moves, each of which is extremely lethal.

The armed color domineering has entered the intermediate level and achieved manifestation.

Seeing and hearing is even more worthy of the emperor's heart, and the person has successfully awakened and extended his ability: reading spiritual memory.

But it's a pity that it can only be useful for some people with weak hearts, and a little stronger will lose its effect.

Compared with these bright growths, Fuksie's physique has also improved by leaps and bounds.

It is crucial to survive in all kinds of harsh environments to make Fauxie's physical fitness skyrocket, and thus bring everything to the foundation.

Without hesitation, now Foxie's survivability, that is, his vitality, is as stubborn as Xiaoqiang.

And Foxy still has Hailou Stone on his wrists and ankles, but looking at Fukesi's expression as if Hailou Stone does not exist, this is a breakthrough.

It is enough to see that Foxy has developed some resistance to the Hailou Stone, although it is still enclosed with Foxey's Devil Fruit ability, but the physical strength is no longer the feeling that the body was hollowed out at the beginning.

Originally, Donald Duck also wore it, but it was taken off because it had just been hunted.

It's not just Foxey that's improving, it's Donald Duck as well.

Now Donald Duck is a sword hero, a veritable double-sword sword hero, and he has also awakened the color of arms and the color of seeing and hearing.

In addition, the six-style shaving and moon steps were also successfully practiced by this guy, and combined with the Devil Fruit ability, the speed of shaving was not even comparable to that of Fuksi.

At the same time, there is also a volley flight combined with the moon step, yes, now Donald Duck can fly, plus the speed of the moon step and shaving, even Fauxy feels hopeless.

This is what makes Foxy jealous the most, if it weren't for the fact that he was a little better than this thing, he really wouldn't have done anything with this guy.

And if this guy runs, a dozen Foxes won't be able to catch up.

It's not so much that Foksey has improved the most, but that Donald Duck has improved the most.

What made Foxy the most unwilling was the overlord color, even if there was Reilly's overlord color to stimulate Foxy in the end, he didn't wake up.

This made Faulsey wonder if he was a traverser and the protagonist for a while.

Doesn't it mean that ambition, courage, self-centeredness, arrogance and indomitable domineering will awaken the overlord color?

Foxy felt that he had all the essentials, but why didn't he wake up?

Only this point is that Foxy can't tolerate, which one of the pirates in the previous life is not the chosen one?

The overlord color is innate, and it only takes a little stimulation to awaken like a volcanic eruption, and when you wake up, you are the top overlord color, all the way rampant and domineering, plus the little brother, and then punch the Seven Martial Seas and kick the Four Emperors, and finally drown the world government and walk into the clouds of life.

This is the right way to open it, but why is it completely different when you come to yourself?

And other traversers still have systems, but they don't even have a chicken feather, but there are a lot of duck feathers around them, and you can pull out a few by stretching out your hand.

When I think of this, I feel like my kidneys hurt.

The only consolation may be that he has finally succeeded in plastic surgery and become handsome, he is no longer obscene, no longer like a fox, and no longer like an idiot when he laughs.

He Fukxi is now an authentic beautiful man, who does not rely on sulfuric acid or surgery, but just relies on himself to make perfect plastic surgery.

But the process is really sad and tearful, it's not easy for yourself!!