Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

Subsequently, many vice admirals also expressed their willingness to join, these are the navies that have long been dissatisfied with the Draco.

Seeing that the general trend was gone, the Warring States sighed deeply and said lightly.

"I am willing to surrender en masse with the Navy, but I have a request, and I hope you will agree."

Yang Fan was a little curious after hearing this.

"You say."

"I am too old to serve as a marshal of the navy anymore, my request is to step down from the post of marshal and hand it over to Kuzan, after being busy for most of my life, I should also retire and enjoy the blessing."

"Nope!"

？？？

"Why? Kuzan he..."

Sengoku was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yang Fan.

"Of course, Qing Pheasant is capable of serving as a marshal of the Navy, but the Navy is still a mess now, if you want to step down, should you also clean up and hand it over to the green pheasant?" What kind of blessing do you, an old widow without children enjoy? I see you're just trying to escape..."

!!

"..." Warring

States' faces suddenly darkened when they heard this, and they roared in their hearts: "This is so heart-piercing!" Now it's live all over the world....

The corners of Lieutenant General Qinghe and Crane twitched wildly when they heard this, and they felt that they should not laugh on this occasion, and they were trying to hold it.

Karp doesn't care so much.

"Hahaha... Old widow, when can I drink your happy wine? At

this point, all the top officials of the navy agreed to surrender, and as for what the middle and lower levels thought, Yang Fan did not care.

Just leave it to the Warring States and they can deal with it, and those who are not satisfied can withdraw ....

Then Yang Fan asked Sinda Gosa to fly in front of the Moby Dick and looked at the whitebeard holding a large knife and said.

"Whitebeard, long admired daimyo, now it's your turn to choose, join us, I will help you heal your old wounds, and ensure that you will live in the future..."

As soon as this remark came out, the pirates were sensational, they did not know that even they had to face this choice.

But they didn't dare to have any opinions, and they all looked at Whitebeard nervously, wondering what Daddy would choose.

Whitebeard knew in his heart that he would not be the opponent of Yang Fan and his group, not to mention that now the navy had collectively defected to each other.

He himself is not afraid of death, but his sons are still young, and for the sake of their lives, he seems to have no choice.

So he looked at Yang Fan with a complicated face and asked.

"Do I have a choice?"

Seeing Whitebeard say this, Yang Fan laughed directly.

"Welcome to join, the territory of your new world is still guarded by you, just one, take care of your sons, don't let them and their subordinates do evil, otherwise, this is an example..."

Yang Fan finished speaking, and dropped Blackbeard's body and landed on the deck of the Moby Dick.

Whitebeard and Marko were slightly moved when they saw the corpse.

Marco said.

"Daddy! It's Tichy!

Whitebeard ignored him and looked up at Yang Fan and said.

"That's exactly what I mean..." The

top war ended like this, because the battle ended quickly after Yang Fan came, the red dog did not have time to use the counter-plan, and the white beard was not stabbed by the big vortex spider.

The red-haired Shanks is still on his way here, and he won't be there for a while.

[Access to the power of the world: 500,000.] This

battle was a live broadcast of the world, including the capture of the Advance City, which also spread out, rewarding Yang Fan with 500,000 world power at one time.

Hancock also broke through from the extraordinary intermediate rank to the king-level primary level in one fell swoop, and directly surpassed many imperial spirits waiting in line to break through.

Sure enough, it's not the same if you have an adventure.

Yang Fan decided to continue to keep her in this world.

Estes and Bofeng Shuimen also stay here, and they take the heavy criminals of the Advance City and dominate the world with Hancock.

These three imperial spirits became Yang Fan's spokespersons in this world.

After dealing with this, Yang Fan returned to the cultivation holy land with Nezha.

It's 6 p.m. on August 23, the day the heads-up competition begins.

Yang Fan left the state of cultivation and entered the competitive interface of the Ten Thousand Realms.

"Speechless, what kind of titles are these? One gives a head, the other does not eat a head, then send a lonely?

"I'm more optimistic about giving people's heads, this is obviously a derogatory term, according to the urine nature of Ten Thousand Worlds, Pan Feng's winning face will be much greater."

"This is not accurate, seeing the two words of admiral, I always think of Admiral Ling Xing Daorong, so I bet on Li Dazui."

"What's wrong with Xing Daorong? People's opponents are immortals, and it's normal to be seconds! How do you know that Xing Daorong, this admiral, is not strong?

"Exactly! The name Li Dazui does not sound like the name of a strong man, and there is nothing wrong with betting on Panfeng.

"One is the name collapse, the other is the title collapse, so who should be betted?" Isn't that embarrassing me?

"I've only heard of the big winning face of the title collapse, and I have never heard of the big winning face of the name collapse, of course, it is betting on Pan Feng..."

"What if this situation is normal?" Forget it, I still don't bet on it.

"Which one of your mentality do you dare to bet?" Anyway, it's all gambling, just fight for luck, the winning rate of 50% is not low, this is not daring to bet? "