I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

Although Shiryu of Rain is mixed with Blackbeard in the original work, he is an out-and-out villain, but he also has the spirit of Bushido as a swordsman, and has the pursuit of higher swordsmanship.

This time, I was able to come out of Impel down and participate in this sword fight because Magellan valued his point and reached an agreement with him.

After the fight with Hawkeye, Shiryu must return to Impel down as a jailer to guard the prisoners, and must not commit indiscriminate killing of prisoners.

Before going out, Shiryu drank Magellan's poison, he only had two days, and he bet his reputation as a swordsman.

"Where the dead leaves fall, let me see your swordsmanship first."

Shiryu snorted coldly.

Take a step.

huh~

There was an inaudible cracking sound.

This time, Shiryu noticed that when he took a step, he paid attention to the situation around him, and used Observation Haki to perceive it carefully.

In addition to his inherent strength, he finally felt it.

Shiryu slashed his sword horizontally and saw a spark in the air, causing the surrounding swordsmen to pay attention.

"It turned out to be dead leaves!"

The swordsmen finally found the clue, but they felt that this scene was very magical.

They remembered that Hawkeye is not a capable person, and how this method of manipulating dead leaves from the air was achieved.

What's even more terrifying is that they didn't notice the first blow that pierced Shiryu's neck just now, and they didn't even notice it.

"What kind of move is this, it's too scary."

"Silent and traceless, murder is invisible!"

"What kind of realm has Eagle Eye's kendo reached!"

The swordsmen are aware of it later, just like the audience in front of the silver screen.

If it is Devil Fruit ability, then they can still figure it out, but Hawkeye is not.

Shiryu suppressed the surprise in his heart, and his smile grew wider and wider:

"It's getting more and more interesting, and it's not worth my while to get out of Impel down."

"I must let you out of the sword today, and I can't go home with regrets, Hawkeye!"

Shiryu spat the cigar in his mouth on the ground, his eyes determined.

Just as he took another step, there was a sudden gust of wind on the flat ground.

The ground was covered with dead leaves, as if someone pushed it, towards Shiryu, flying towards Shiryu.

Dazzling.

At this scene, the swordsmen below looked sideways, and everyone in front of the screen was dumbfounded.

Rayleigh squinted his eyes and said to himself: "It's just a dead leaf, but I can feel the sword's energy, as if a dead leaf is a sword."

"Or perhaps Hawkeye just uses these dead leaves as his own sword."

Rayleigh's eyes widened suddenly, his expression suddenly, and he murmured:

"If this is the case, what kind of swordsmanship is this? Is this the gap between me and the world's number one?"

In the other direction, Fujitora raised the sight to the Ultimate, feeling the subtle changes in the dark vision.

"I can actually feel the sword qi, is this the qi that Lord Koshiro just said?"

"Qi pulls the force, and the intent should be the sword intent. What kind of artistic conception is this, what kind of swordsmanship is this, and it is possible to generate sword energy without a sword."

Fujitora raised his head slightly and sighed: "As a swordsman, is it really possible not to use a sword? What kind of experience is the realm without a sword?"

He is now full of doubts in his heart, and at the same time is curious and looking forward to it, the world number one is indeed well-deserved.

Koshiro was not so lucky, he didn't feel the sword qi, let alone the change of qi.

The same goes for Foil Bista from the Whitebeard Pirates, who saw Shiryu wielding his sword against the dead leaves' attack.

Withered Leaf's attack was fierce and extremely fast, if he hadn't just entered the ranks of the great swordsmen before, I'm afraid he would be the same as most of the swordsmen present.

Only traces like a western line can be seen in the void.

Soon, there will be no more dead leaves in the field.

Looking behind him, the trunk of a big tree was already covered with dry leaves, there were as many as 400 leaves.

"Does this count as a sword?"

"Yes, swordsmen should fight with swords. What is it to hurt people with these crooked methods?"

"Hawkeye, you are the number one swordsman in the world, are we here to watch you play tricks?"

The doubts in the tone of the swordsmen were mixed with questioning.

They believe that swordsmen should compete with swordsmanship and taijutsu to see who is more skilled in swordsmanship and who is better in swordsmanship.

Instead of using inferior means like Devil Fruit.

"Shut up all of you."

Shiryu, who had just resisted the attack of the Dead Leaf Rain, stood up slowly. There were marks of being scratched by blades everywhere on his body, and blood dripped onto the ground in all directions, looking very embarrassed.

Shiryu was panting heavily, and there were more than 300 wounds on his body.

The dead leaves just now were not only aggressive and extremely fast, but also difficult to catch their movements. You must know that even if the speed was faster than a bullet, he could easily dodge it.

However, at this time, Shiryu's embarrassed and tired face burst into a smile, a smile of admiration.

"What a miraculous swordsmanship, what a profound swordsmanship, thank you for your eagle eye, for making my trip worthwhile."

During the close resistance just now, he actually felt the sensation of the dead leaves swiping across his body and the collision with the knife.

The more than 400 dead leaves just now felt as if the eagle eye had swung more than 400 knives, which contained sword energy and slashing.

Although he still didn't understand the principle, he still couldn't comprehend the kendo in it.

But he saw it, felt it personally, he lost...

"Is this conceding defeat?"

"What's the situation? Is this a sword fight?"

Sword masters and even ignorant audiences all over the world have the same view.

"Being able to catch me more than three hundred knives shows that you still have some skills."

At this moment, two figures appeared at the gate of the castle, attracting everyone's attention.

In front of him was a man with a big black knife on his back, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his expression was stern, and he was wearing a black collar. He was the eagle eye.

The man who is waiting for all the swordsmen at the scene, the man who is looking forward to the world in front of the screen.

And behind him floated a ghost woman with a crown, a pink double ponytail, and a burgundy umbrella, Perona.

At this time, Perona was holding a cross-shaped tombstone in his hand.

"Eagle Eyes!"

"It's finally out, I've been waiting for this moment for too long."

"Come on Hawkeye, let me see your swordsmanship."

The shouts and provocations of the swordsmen resounded from below.

Hawkeye glanced at it and said in a flat tone:

"The ants, I won't remember them all."

Then he put aside the cross sword tablet that Perona was holding, and said coldly:

"Today, any swordsman who can let me use a sword can leave his name on the sword tablet."