The Emperor's Day?

Jack couldn't help but widen his eyes as he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

One had to know that he was now in the form of a mammoth that had completely transformed into a beast. Even if a swordsman with some strength was able to shake his body, it would be difficult, let alone push back.

Did he look down on this guy?

Although it was forcing Jack back, Ruma's breathing was a little hurried, and one could clearly see the rise and fall of his chest.

Seeing Ruma like this, Jack said, "Little brat, to be able to beat me back, it can only be said that your luck suddenly exploded. However, that strike just now really made me think highly of you."

"Humph, there is no need for you to say this nonsense here. Let me tell you, Jack, the real big move, I have not used it yet."

As he spoke, Ruma pointed his sword straight at Jack.

When Jack saw this, he was just about to attack when he saw Ruma quickly wave the sword blade, and white sword energy suddenly emerged from the sword blade.

"Wine Goblet - Drunken Jade Chain Strike!"

Rumble!

Countless loud rumbles rang out, and the dust fog that rose completely covered Jack, making it impossible to see his figure.

Did it succeed?

No... No!

Just as Ruma's sighting sensed that Jack was not dead, he only heard Jack roar angrily and break through the dusty mist, wielding that iron whip-like elephant trunk and greeting Ruma fiercely.

Woo!

Ruma was caught off guard and was hit in the middle. He fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping.

Seeing this, Jack looked at Ruma who fell to the ground in a sorry state, and an obvious smug expression appeared on his elephant face, "I told you, you were just lucky just now. Now you should understand, right?"

Although Ruma's swordsmanship was high and strong, he was still a flesh and blood body after all. Just now, there was a strong pain from his waist, but even so, he stood up with his sword on the ground, enduring the pain.

"Oh... Can you still stand up? What a tenacious person..."

Ruma raised his sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile as he looked at Jack in front of him, "I said... I haven't seriously started fighting with you..."

As he spoke, the look in Ruma's eyes gradually changed. Jack saw an unknown shadow appear behind him.

What was that?

The unknown shadow behind Ruma became more and more obvious. Looking closely, it was an evil ghost that was more than four meters tall. It had a green face and fangs, and its mouth was like a bloody blade. It was red and looked chilling.

"Ghost... Ghost!"

"Wow! What is this? Did the swordsman summon it?"

Some of the members of the Beasts Pirates were shocked when they saw this.

Jack, who had been through hundreds of battles and even dared to fight the ship of Fleet Admiral alone, felt a trace of fear when he saw the illusion in front of him. "Is this illusion really a ghost?"

Jack guessed right. To be precise, it was a ghost god.

"This is... this is a ghost!"

"This swordsman, what is his background?"

Ruma stood in front of the illusion with his sword in his right hand. Instantly, flames ignited on the sword, looking like a pillar of fire.

Seeing this, Jack did not know if it were for to hide his fear or something, but he shouted, "Kid, don't think that you can scare me by pretending to be a ghost. If you have the ability, don't dodge. Take my attack!"

After he finished speaking, Jack raised his two pillar-like elephant hooves and rushed over.

He ruthlessly stomped down on Ruma.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if it were for a swordsman at the level of a swordmaster, even if they were equipped with Busoshoku, it would be difficult to block this attack.

In the face of this aggressive stomp, Ruma was indifferent. Not only did he not dodge, he even closed his eyes.

For so many years, in order to become stronger, his own cultivation was more difficult than anyone else.

He even worked harder than Captain Leiyin.

When you were asleep in the middle of the night, I was still observing whether my sword energy had the ability to split mountains and split the seas.

When you were indulging in music every night, I tried to use my sword edge to cut through harder objects.

Fortunately, I found myself growing stronger every day;

But, I could not reach the strongest;

Then, I finally understood a principle.

The strength of a swordsman would never stop.

Now, in the face of a powerful enemy,

I had no choice but to bring out the fruits of my countless cultivation.

And now, behind me is the sword intent that I have thoroughly comprehended, the sword intent of ghosts and gods!

This is my monologue, my name is Sword Hero, Polen Ruma!

The face of the ghost god behind Polen Ruma became more and more ferocious, and the flames on the sword became brighter and brighter

The flames of purgatory pierced through the sky!

"Ghost Energy Blade - Emperor Fire!"

Jack, with his two elephant hooves in front, suddenly pounced forward, trying to trample Ruma into meat paste