Pirate: I can copy all devil fruits.

Outside the ring area filled with smoke, dust and steam, Katakuri panted heavily, looking at the foggy area in front of him with a little fear.

If it wasn't for Katakuri's early warning to Jianglin and avoiding the explosion area, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The sound of heavy breathing came from the edge of the ring, and Katakuri, who had avoided the center of the explosion, looked at everything in front of him with lingering fear.

Jiang Lin's ability has been awakened, and it is difficult for Katakuri to catch the hot flame without injury.

The smoke was blown away by the breeze, and at the position where the arena was originally located, a school of fighting fish was jumping happily.

The area that originally belonged to the players has now become a paradise for the bettas.

"The frozen fruit has been loaded, the duration is 10 minutes, and the cooling time is 30 seconds."

After destroying the ring with his own hands, Jiang Lin switched to the Devil Fruit again.

"Ice Age!"

After the piercing ice radiated from Jiang Lin's body, it instantly froze the entire Douyu Sea.

"As you can see, after Jiang Lin destroyed the arena with his own hands, he froze the water again, opening up an ice arena for everyone."

"The outcome of the battle is obviously still unknown."

When the host's voice sounded, the audience's breathless exclamation finally burst out.

"Roar!"

Countless flushed cheeks were accompanied by hysterical roars.

Let the vitality of the entire arena glow again.

The battle just now was so exciting that even the audience in the arena were so shocked that they stopped breathing.

"Hehe! The so-called recasting arena is just to build an explosive package for yourself that can be detonated at any time!"

Katakuri's eyes moved slightly, and he had already sensed tiny fire wires buried deep in the ice.

In his view, the seemingly stable ice surface is just another powder keg that could explode at any time.

"Uh ha ha ha...Jiang Lin! You can continue to fight with him, my goal is...to copy the fruit!"

Blackbeard's eyes moved slightly, looking at the ice surface with an unknown degree of danger in front of him, he resolutely gave up continuing to entangle with Jiang Lin.

After all, winning the copy fruit is the most important thing.

After Blackbeard chose to avoid the battle, only Jiang Lin and Katakuri were left facing each other in the direction of the main ring.

"Since you dare not come over, let me go!"

Jiang Lin's eyes moved slightly, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, and rushed towards Katakuri in the distance.

"Oh!"

The crimson flame attached to the tip of the sword, burning the air and dragging out a channel of fire.

Facing the rushing Jiang Lin, Katakuri hit the ground again with his right hand, and the originally hard ice surface became soft again.

Jiang Lin needs to control the field, and Katakuri also needs it. The first step in the battle between the two is to control the environment.

However, after Jiang Lin has completed control of the field, it is obviously very difficult for Katakuri to create favorable conditions for himself in the environment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Katakuri finished controlling the field, the ice that turned into rice cakes exploded again.

The moment the surging smoke obscured everyone's vision, Katakuri suddenly jumped up and left the ground.The moment he jumped up, a long sword with flames swirled out from the smoke and dust, cutting off the ring where he was standing.

"What a troublesome ability!"

After the blow failed, Jiang Lin followed closely with his sword.

The crimson flames, like a long sword piercing into the sky, chased Katakuri who jumped up.

"Corn rice cake!"

Facing Jiang Lin who was chasing after him, Katakuri chose to face the enemy head-on after thinking for a while.

The dark iron fist, following the direction of the flames, went straight to Jiang Lin below and killed it.

"One knife flow... the blade is like fire!"

Facing the swift iron fist, Jiang Lin swept his eyebrows across his eyebrows, and switched to holding the sword with both hands. He rushed upwards, facing the dazzling sun, and rushed towards Katakuri from top to bottom.

The sword is like a sharp edge, the fire is like a sea, and the flame is like a wave.

The endless sword power bloomed in an instant.

The sea of ​​flames, centered on Jiang Lin and the long sword in his hand, began to spread out, impacting in all directions.

The air seemed to be ignited in an instant.At this moment, everyone was blinded by the rushing heat wave.

The blazing flame seemed to burn everything in the world, raging and surging.

But at the end of the flames, the dark iron fist, facing the sea of ​​flames, reached the end of the flames with an indomitable momentum.

"Jianglin!"

"Katakuri!"

Katakuri and Jiang Lin looked at each other, and their fighting spirit burned into each other's hearts through infinite flames.

"war!"

Infinite fighting spirit surged out, and the stirring fighting spirit, mixed with the hot air, instantly ignited the atmosphere of the arena.

At this moment, only the word "war" remained in the arena, and at the core of the word "war", Jiang Lin and Katakuri's fighting spirit collided fiercely.

"Oh!"

The collision of fist and long sword, the collision of flame and domineering, the collision of sword light and fist.

Let the sky above the arena be swallowed up by endless fighting spirit.

The raging red flames ignited the atmosphere of the entire arena to the extreme.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

After a short confrontation, the figures of Jiang Lin and Katakuri were engulfed by endless flames.

"When! When! When..."

Endless metal clashing sounds came out one after another from the tumbling flames.

Obviously, in this battle, both of them chose to fight recklessly!
Only the song of blood and fire can release the fighting spirit in their hearts at this moment.

The shadow of the sword is like a song, and Jiang Lin wrote his own battle song in the sea of ​​fire with the sword.

The shadow of the fist is like a song, and Katakuri, on top of the shadow of the sword, composes a war song for Jiang Lin that belongs to this sword.

The corners of Jiang Lin's and Katakuri's mouths, with the increase in the number of confrontations, all began to reveal a trace of satisfied smile.

Obviously, in such a high-intensity battle, for both sides, there is an illusion of encountering a "confidant".

"One-knife style... Instant Fanghua!"

After a few minutes of confrontation, Jiang Lin turned his sword sideways and changed his moves.

In an instant of youth, Jiang Lin gathers the sword of great success with one sword, and one sword can make the enemy fall into the eternal "samsara".

Jiang Lin once used this trick to trap Momonosuke in eternal reincarnation.At this moment, he used this trick against Katakuri, obviously intending to end the battle.

One sword shines the world, one sword breaks the soul, one sword rules the world, and one sword forever reincarnates.

This is Jiang Lin's way of swordsmanship, when a sword strikes, everything is silent.

"when!"

When Jiang Lin sword came out, Katakuri's face suddenly changed. He had already warned of the sword, but he wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

Because, Jiang Lin's sword had already locked on him.

Perhaps the only way left for Katakuri is to fight hard.