Sailing: Weapon Fruit, I Rub The Flow Blade With My Hands

Chapter 233

"This is what you always wanted to see, Governor Rosen's complete Susanoo."

"Then."

"Hawkeye, you can die now."

T. Pengen knew very well that the complete Susanoo experience card given to him by Rosen could only be used for a short period of time even if all the domineering power sealed in the sword was unlocked.

So, he didn't dare to waste even a second.

But just when T. Pengen wanted to drive the complete Susanoo and launch a fierce attack on Joracol Mihawk, he found that Susanoo seemed to have crashed, like a domineering mountain, quietly standing on the sea.

No matter how he used his will to drive it, there was no response.

"Oh no!"

"Governor Rosen's domineering power is too strong."

"After it is completely unlocked, I can't control the complete Susanoo with my will alone."

T. Pengen was stunned at first, and then he understood.

With his ability, even if he had the experience card of the perfect Susanoo, he couldn't control it.

He could only use the third form of Susanoo at most.

The perfect form was beyond his ability.

"Should we take back our domineering power? Should we return Susanoo to the third form?"

"But."

"I can't control it!"

Faced with the sudden change, T. Penn's face changed drastically, and he was extremely anxious.

"I see."

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

"Just like a third-rate swordsman can't control the supreme sword, the domineering product of the perfect Susanoo is simply not something that an ordinary navy like you can control."

Joracol Mihawk was originally prepared to face the perfect Susanoo, but he didn't expect to wait for a few seconds and still didn't face T. Penn's attack.

He looked at Susanoo, and the eagle eyes that could see through the essence of everything directly saw through T. Penn's embarrassing situation.

If the domineering aura that Rosen sealed in the sword is compared to a supreme sword, then T. Pengen is just a third-rate swordsman. How can he control the supreme sword?

Even.

For T. Pengen, the difficulty of controlling the perfect Susanoo is far more difficult than an ordinary swordsman controlling a supreme sword.

"What a disappointment."

"I thought I could fight against the legendary perfect Susanoo."

"I didn't expect that you, as the container of Rosen's domineering aura, would be so vulnerable."

Seeing that T. Pengen clearly had the experience card of the perfect Susanoo, but couldn't control it, his full fighting spirit and expectations instantly vanished, and his mood also fell to the bottom.

Long-lost disappointment and anger filled his heart.

The perfect Susanoo was clearly in front of him.

The great opportunity to forge Ye into a black sword was clearly in front of him.

As a result, because of the incompetence of T. Penn, the container of domineering power, he missed this opportunity in vain.

"Ants, disappear!"

Joracol Mihawk's eyes flashed with cold light, and he raised the supreme sword Night in his right hand and slashed it fiercely.

Bang

The slash was like a long rainbow, with a terrifying edge that could split mountains and seas, tearing the atmosphere and the sea surface together, and rushed straight to T. Penn who was standing on the forehead of Susanoo.

In his opinion, T. Penn was simply blaspheming the domineering power sealed in Rosen's sword.

He was not worthy of using the complete Susanoo.

Driven by anger and disappointment, Joracol Mihawk, who had not hunted the navy for a long time since becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, even had a long-lost killing intention when he slashed at T. Penn.

"I'm sorry."

"Governor Rosen."

"You entrusted me with the complete Susanoo, but I can't even use it."

Looking at the slashing wave that swept in like a rainbow, T. Penn felt extremely annoyed and self-blaming.

He regarded Rosen not only as an ordinary boss, but also as a king who had given him a chance.

Not only did the other party give him a Susanoo experience card, but he also entrusted him with the second-generation combat suit before he set off.

What was the result?

The second-generation combat suit was slashed.

Susanoo couldn't be controlled by himself.

He could only watch Jurakol Mihawk treat the navy as nothing and trample on justice wantonly.

Faced with this situation, T. Penn hated his own incompetence.

He completely failed Rosen's cultivation and trust in him.

The only thing that comforted and thankful him was that after holding out for so long, the subordinates he brought from the 1st branch had already escaped a distance.

Otherwise, without Jorakol Mihawk's slash, T. Penn would have cut his own throat out of shame.

Bang

Just when T. Penn was extremely ashamed and angry, and had lost all hope,Susanoo suddenly raised his arm, spread his five fingers, like a palm mountain, bursting out a terrifying force that could shake even an island, and directly grabbed Djorakol Mihawk's giant slashing wave like a long rainbow.

Then.

He closed his five fingers and exerted force with his arms.

Boom

Under Djorakol Mihawk's stunned eyes, the slashing wave he released was caught by Susanoo with a slap, and then it was slapped away like a fly flying in the face.

"What's going on?"

T. Peng En was stunned.

He couldn't control Susanoo, and he didn't try to control Susanoo.

Then why did Susanoo suddenly move by itself?

Not only him, but even Djorakol Mihawk couldn't see what was going on for a moment.

"No need to apologize."

"You've done well enough."

"Peng En."

At this time.

After slapping away Joracol Mihawk's slashing wave, Susanoo slowly opened his mouth, and as his upper and lower lips moved, a voice came out of Susanoo's mouth.

"Susanoo spoke?"

"Wait."

"Is it you, Governor?"

T. Pengen's eyes turned red, his face was excited and self-blaming.

He recognized it at once.

Susanoo spoke, but it was Rosen's voice that came out.

"What?"

"You can't recognize my voice after leaving the North Sea for a while?"

Susanoo continued to speak, and Rosen's voice came out of Susanoo's mouth again, but he was not seen in the South Sea.

"Of course not."

T. Pengen was so excited that he denied it again and again.

"Don't blame yourself."

"For you now, whether it is using my complete form of Susanoo or facing Djorakol Mihawk directly, it is too much of a stretch."

"It's already very good that you can hold on until now."

Rosen did not blame T. Penn, but comforted his subordinates:

"At least, you let me see the courage of a navy and the responsibility of a colonel."

"Facing Djorakol Mihawk's slashing wave, you chose to stand in front of all the navy without thinking."

"This is a very valuable quality."

His voice, with an incredible power, soothed T. Penn's shame, self-blame, and hatred for his own incompetence.

Puff

Hearing this, T. Penn gritted his teeth and drew his sword, slashing it hard on his arm, leaving a deep cut that could be seen to the bone.

Drip

Blood flowed down the wound.

"Governor."

"I promise you, I will never let you down again."

"Absolutely not."

T. Peng En gritted his teeth and roared.

"You have never let me down."

Rosen's tone was more serious.

T. Peng En didn't say anything after hearing this, but secretly vowed in his heart that he would work harder to train himself in the future.