I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

If Shiliu of the Rain really has the personality of never giving up until his target dies, then he must not drag his benefactors into trouble.

A hand grabbed Ah Jin's shoulder.

The black and thin pirate, who knew that he was going to die, turned his head to look, but it was the pink-haired beauty who looked somewhat similar to Sanji-san in facial features.

The big pirate who has traveled all over the world smiled sassyly: "It's too late, my knowledgeable domineering has already sensed their traces."

"They?" Ajin was obviously taken aback. Wasn't that Shiliu of the Rain chasing after him?

What, is there anyone else?

The answer to this mystery was solved by Chef Zopu of the Shanghai restaurant. The old man leisurely walked to the counter and took out a reservation record of the restaurant, and explained to the confused people:

"Eagle-eyed Mihawk made a reservation for our restaurant a week ago, so it's about time."

Zhepu finished speaking, unexpectedly, Sauron slowly drew a knife from his waist, and walked straight to the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? Chlorella head!" The cook frowned suddenly and asked.

"Where [Mountain] is?" Leaving aside this plausible sentence, the swordsman stepped out of the door resolutely.

"Not only is he a road idiot, but also a lunatic!" Dissatisfied, he shouted at Zoro's back, Sanji lightly exhaled the lingering smoke, and snuffed out the cigarette butt that was about to burn to his fingertips.

He cursed, and also opened the door and walked out: "My only fault is that I fed you too much, which made you want to die."

Standing on the battle deck of the sea restaurant, Zoro didn't comment on Sanji's curse, but just stared straight at the coffin-shaped boat drifting from afar with the current.

The world's number one swordsman, the man who is known as the number one peak in the way of swordsman, as long as he is a swordsman, he will have the idea of ​​challenging him.

He didn't want to defeat the opponent. After seeing the horror of high-level combat power, what Sauron just wanted to do now was to see how far he was from the small group of people at the top.

On the boat, there was a faint roar: "I didn't intend to treat you to dinner, fighting maniac!

The head of the legion is a monster, the deputy head of the legion is a reckless man, your expeditionary army is really amazing!"

441. The No. 1 Swordsman (Part 1)

The coffin-like boat moored slowly in front of the simple driftwood port of this restaurant on the sea. The first thing that catches the eye is not the two masters of swordsmanship that can be counted in the world, but the black handle that looks like a cross at first glance. long knife.

The black knife [Ye] belongs to one of the twelve craftsmen of the supreme fast knife.

Not to mention what the word [Twelve Crafts] means in the eyes of swordsmen and swordsmiths, even a layman who knows nothing about swords can get a little glimpse of the unique shape of this black knife.

Far exceeding the blade length of any katana and Taidao, it can even compete with Nodachi.

An overly long blade is a test of the craftsmanship of the craftsman.

If it is too hard and lacks toughness, it will cause the blade to break when chopping, while if it is too soft, the blade will easily deform irreversibly during swinging.

Whether it is material selection, forging or quenching, if any step goes wrong, even if it is a slight difference, it will directly declare that the forging of such a weapon has failed.

The whole body is pitch black, but every inch of the blade body can clearly show the chaotic heavy flower T-shaped blade pattern.

Even the few precious gemstones inlaid in an orderly arrangement on the cross-knives look eclipsed by this kind of forging technology.

Most swordsmen don't like such flashy gemstones adorned on their swords. While it looks pompous and luxurious, it also lowers their personal taste in a straight line.

But [Ye] did the opposite.

Inlaid on the delicately carved cross knife, the black knife is not stained with a bit of vulgarity by gemstones, but instead highlights the temperament of the whole knife even more aloof.

Just like a king in power, the addition of jewels and jade complements his supremacy.

Like an emperor bestowed by the gods, gems are nothing more than a magnificent crown adorned by [Night] on his head.

If we divide the famous swords and swords in the world into three classes, even the more common [Liang Kuai Dao Fifty Crafts] are mostly owned by well-known generals and pirates.

And what most famous swordsmen want in their lives is nothing more than holding a [big fast knife twenty-one skills].

And the holders of the [Twelve Crafts], without exception, are the well-deserved overlords of this sea.

And only such a strong man can subdue the king of swords—the Supreme Sword.

Only this kind of supreme fast sword known as [the strongest black sword in the world] is worthy of the demeanor displayed by the world's number one swordsman.

But at this moment, the great swordsman, who was supposed to show the unique demeanor of the first swordsman, turned pale and strode towards the restaurant.

His original restraint, elegance, style, and demeanor all disappeared under Shiliu's continuous finding faults like brown sugar in the past few days.

In addition, although the guy on board usually doesn't talk much, his words are poisonous, and he is close to killing people.

How poisonous and weak Shiliu's mouth is, he has fully experienced it this time.

In the past, when Mihawk visited the headquarters, he accidentally heard that this guy dared to clean up mercilessly from his superiors to his subordinates.

Such as: [Fox! Go sleep and take Kaido! You are a beauty trick, and you can get a lot of information by selling your ass!]

[Boss Sakaski, if you want to open it up a little bit, your ten cards drawn in a row on the mahjong table are all beautiful. 】

At that time, Hawkeye only thought it was a miracle that such a sloppy guy was still alive, but the facts proved that Master Shiliu was not only alive, but also very nourishing.

Tricking people—being beaten, after being beaten—practice strengthened—continue to offend even worse people.

It not only satisfies Shiliu's crazy desire to fight and kill, but also constantly pushes his own limit in every high-intensity battle.

This led to an extremely sad fact - even Mihawk, the eagle eye, could not defeat this veteran swordsman who was constantly improving his swordsmanship in a short period of time.

Passing through the desert kingdom of Alabasta, where various forces gather at present, he has a noble temperament like an eagle's eye, so naturally he will not be interested in rumors of ancient weapons.

But just such a simple trip ashore to buy some fresh water needed for the voyage made him be targeted by Killer, who was also on a mission in Alabasta.

Without saying a word, I went from the island to the sea, and traveled from the great route to the East China Sea.

"Get that disgusting head product of yours out of my boat!" Hawkeye snorted coldly, and shouted at the reckless man who was half a step away from him: "Prudent tanning, a pirate head with a low reward, is absolutely worthless!" No taste at all!"

Unexpectedly, Shiliu didn't care about Mihawk's slightly bad attitude at all, but immediately retorted in response to the other party's point of view just now: "Fart! Although this Crick's reward is a bit low, I took it out this time." But it has been meticulously crafted [beautiful goods]!"

Instead of spending several days with each other, Hawkeye has roughly figured out how to counter the opponent verbally and effectively:

"Although I don't want to hurt you, you and Sakasky are really incomparable in your attainments in crooked ways such as head products."

"Cut!" Hit at the fatal point by the words, Xiliu's rare silence became golden.

However, the short-lived tranquility and quiet ears that Mihawk bought were instantly destroyed by another unexpected external force.

"I am Roronoa Zoro, the pirate hunter of the East China Sea. I hope to officially challenge you! Hawkeye Mihawk!" The young man with green algae-colored short hair and three sabers hanging from his waist raised his hand and stopped Mihawk. Ke's way.

[... Noise No. 2. 】