Chương 1749: Napoleon VS Yamato (1)

Napoleon later watched the battle between Murat and his two companions and Jack. He found that Jack's fighting ability was amazing. Not only did he have high attack power, but his defense was also quite good.

Murat and his two companions found it difficult to contend with Jack in a head-on confrontation, and they were also unable to break Jack's impenetrable defense.

After all, Jack possesses the abilities of the Animal Type, Ancient Species, Elephant-Elephant Fruit, and Mammoth Form.

This ability itself is well-known for its strong defense and amazing strength.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Murat and the other two have not yet found an effective way to deal with it.

With their hard power clearly inferior to Jack's, their defeat seemed to be only a matter of time.

However, Napoleon did not blame his crew for this.

He knew very well that everyone's growth requires time and experience, and that failure is inevitable when facing such a powerful enemy.

"It's okay, it's all in the past, don't take it to heart. As long as we train hard in the future, we will definitely be able to regain our position!"

Napoleon comforted everyone with a serious look on his face, and his words revealed a firmness and confidence.

"Yes!"

Hearing Napoleon's words, the fishmen crew members straightened their chests, as if they were greatly encouraged.

Fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes, and they seemed to have forgotten their previous failures and setbacks.

Napoleon observed the crew members carefully and found that most of them looked very young, probably in their twenties.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when he went out to sea four years ago. At that time, most of the crew members he chose were also mermen in their early twenties.

Time flies, and now four years have passed.

Those young boys who had immature faces back then have now become mature and steady.

Due to long-term wandering on the sea, their faces all have a hint of weather-beaten color, which is the mark left by the years.

The strength of these fishmen should not be underestimated.

The murlocs themselves possess a base strength that is ten times greater than that of humans, which gives them a natural advantage in combat.

In the past four years, although they only followed Napoleon on the sea for one year, they were not idle for the rest of the time and had been protecting Fishman Island.

During this period, they experienced countless battles and arduous training, and everyone's strength was greatly improved.

If measured by the Dao power value, the strength of these fishmen is no less than five hundred.

Such average strength is extremely rare in the entire pirate world.

Apart from the legendary Three Emperors, I'm afraid no other pirate group can compare with them.

Thinking of this, Napoleon was full of confidence in his Lion Pirates.

Although they have suffered failures in the past, their overall strength is still very strong.

As long as everyone works together and continues to train hard, we will surely be able to create even more brilliant achievements in the future.

The biggest reason for the split in the Lion Pirates' strength today is not anything else, but because Napoleon's growth rate is too fast, so fast that his crew members can hardly keep up with him.

After all, it has only been a year and a half since the Lion Pirates went to sea.

In this short period of one and a half years, Napoleon experienced a lot.

Among them, the most noteworthy is that he was brought back to the New World and received three years of harsh training from his aunt Esdeath.

These three years of training greatly enhanced Napoleon's strength and made him famous in just four years.

Although Napoleon had been famous for four years, he was actually still just a newcomer who had been at sea for just over a year.

Although his crew members were also working hard to improve their strength, there was still a big gap compared to Napoleon.

When Napoleon saw all the crew members back to the armed merchant ship he brought with him, the smile on his face slowly faded.

Then he turned and looked at Yamato who was looking at him on the platform.

After noticing Napoleon's gaze, Yamato nodded, seemingly in response to him.

Then, Yamato suddenly stepped on the ground and her figure suddenly rushed out like lightning.

With just one leap, she covered a distance of hundreds of meters, jumped straight to the port like a cannonball, and landed steadily on the ground.

At this time, Yamato and Napoleon were only a hundred meters apart, and the two men confronted each other face to face.

Yamato held the huge mace in his hand and carried it on his shoulder, exuding a powerful momentum.

"We're fighting here?"

Napoleon asked. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by tens of thousands of people present.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning the surrounding environment.

The crowd of onlookers were crowded together, forming a black crowd.

On the Hundred Beasts Island, there were tens of thousands of members of the Hundred Beasts Pirates and other spectators. They were either standing or sitting, whispering to each other, or pointing, all of them focusing their attention on the battle that was about to break out.

Napoleon secretly estimated in his heart that if he took action here, with his and Yamato's strength, the aftermath of this fierce battle would definitely cause shocking damage.

He dared to assert that at least half of these tens of thousands of people would unfortunately die in their confrontation.

Despite the serious consequences, Napoleon was not worried at all.

After all, these people had nothing to do with him, so why should he bother with them?

Yamato seemed to have sensed Napoleon's thoughts. She followed his gaze and also stared at the group of crew members gathered on the Beast Island.

Suddenly, without any warning, she jumped up, her movements as fast as lightning, like an agile cheetah.

This leap allowed her to pass directly over Napoleon's head, like a meteor across the sky, and rush straight towards the vast ocean.

Napoleon looked up in astonishment and watched Yamato pass over him.

Her figure was like a light flying swallow, swift and graceful.

At this moment, Napoleon's face suddenly flushed.

However, this shyness was fleeting and he quickly regained his composure.

He turned around and watched Yamato land lightly on the sea.

As soon as her feet touched the water, a thin layer of frost immediately appeared on the sea surface.

In the blink of an eye, this layer of ice and frost spread rapidly, like a huge silver net, covering the entire sea surface.

Yamato's body emanated endless cold air, which was like a cold current. Wherever it passed, the sea water was instantly frozen into solid ice.

A wide ice road stretched out under her feet, like a crystal clear jade belt, leading all the way to the depths of the sea in the distance.