One Piece: I am an Immortal

Mo Jing gasped violently,

Using three powerful moves in a row is a big burden for his physique that has not yet broken through D.

His eyes were fixed on the diffuse smoke and dust.

What he did just now was calculated with intention and without intention, and he used his unique flowing water swordsmanship to catch the opponent by surprise.

If the other party is prepared, the effect will not be so good!

Of course, it won’t have any effect now.

This man is the strongest swordsman he has ever seen in his life, even stronger than his imagination.

Before today, he never imagined that pure swordsmanship could reach such a terrifying level that could change the world!

Facing this guy, he couldn't even imagine the possibility of victory!

Suddenly, the smoke and dust seemed to be stirred up by a pair of big hands and completely pushed away!

The domineering sword wind blows everything away!

On the broken deck, Hawkeye still stood unscathed, but...

Mo Jing looked at the huge black knife in his hand and couldn't help laughing loudly.

"What's wrong? Is it worth being so happy just for me to draw my weapon?"

Hawkeye's black knife was pointed at Mo Jing, and the sharp aura almost tore him in half!

But Mo Jing didn't show the slightest hint of timidity at this moment, but instead became more willing to fight!

"Yes, that's what excites me!" He admitted happily, and the long knife in his hand seemed to chime with his words.

"Nothing is more enjoyable than a real showdown!"

A rare smile appeared on Hawkeye's face: "My name is Joracol Mihawk, tell me your name."

"Mo Jing!"

Mo Jing held the knife in his right hand, shook it slightly, and swooped forward again!

Swords, lights, and shadows crisscrossed each other. This time, he was no longer limited to Baye Duo's fierce and arrogant swordsmanship or his own lingering swordsmanship. The two completely different swordsmanship seemed to be merging in him!

Mihawk seemed to have noticed Mo Jing's rapid progress, and with a twist of the black knife, the wave light and sword light were scattered to pieces!

"I take back what I said before!" He said solemnly.

"You are indeed an opponent worthy of taking seriously!"

"Then... you must be prepared to die!"

After finishing speaking, the black sword was raised high, like a tyrant's strike, and it was cut down from the middle door majestically!

Unstoppable!

For a moment, the speed was so fast that Mo Jing had no time to avoid it!

He shouted lowly, attacking with attack!

——Since you can’t avoid it, then don’t avoid it!

As long as he is not killed immediately, he can be healed with Initial Fire!

Chi!!

Blood splashes!

But Mo Jing's eyes seemed to be burning, and he didn't retreat at all. The long knife in his hand moved crazily against the black knife!

At this moment, there is only one thing left in his mind - he wants to kill the opponent in front of him! At any cost! Use all means!

Attack! Attack! Keep attacking!

Don’t stop even if the black knife pierces your body!!

The running water turned into a fierce whirlpool, and the whirlpool turned into sharp ice!

Bayedo's swordsmanship has been completely integrated into his system, and the soft waves contain fierce murderous intent!

However... it's not enough, it's still not enough!

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"Soul refinement"!

"Iron Wall Balu's Soul"!

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A "medium-sized power crystal" was thrown into his soul!

The power instantly breaks through to D!

For a moment, the sword light was so fierce that it seemed to cut through the space!

However, it’s still not enough!

Blood flew from Mo Jing's body!

Fires kept lighting up, reflecting his increasingly fanatical expression!

Hawkeye, on the other hand, always looked calm. At most, he frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled by Mo Jing's powerful recovery ability and the sudden surge in power.

However, Mo Jing will not care about this. He knows that Hawkeye still does not use all his strength, or in other words, the opponent is fighting with him in swordsmanship with the strength and speed of his own level!

But he doesn't care!

He just wants to win! He just wants to defeat the opponent with his swordsmanship that he is proud of!!

Boom!

He stepped heavily on the wooden board, and the water splashed on both sides, but it was magically attracted by his swordsmanship and joined his attack!

"The floating sky and the sea, the hazy moon"!

A phantom flew out and was immediately cut into mist by the black knife!

At the same time, a blade of light struck from behind!

Hawkeye raised his eyebrows and then slashed back!

Still a phantom!

Leap Slash...Phantom!

Rush...Phantom!

Phantom, Phantom, Phantom...

Unconsciously, thick mist surrounded him!

Hawkeye snorted coldly, slashed out a circular sword energy, and blew away the surrounding water mist. Only then did he realize that Mo Jing had stopped on a wooden board beside him at some point.

At this moment, he suddenly became quiet!

Water droplets fell along his temples, and the mist cut away by the sword energy surrounded him like flowing clouds.

He made a strange hand gesture, took a deep breath, and looked at Mihawk gently as if he was pulling out of memories.

"It's worth preparing for so long..." He said softly: "Let's use this move to decide the winner!"

The palm of his hand was trembling slightly. At this moment, it seemed that he could no longer hold the long knife in his hand.

"The Sky and the Sea·Shuiyun Township"!

Huh——

When the sword moves, the clouds rise!

Mihawk's eyes widened instantly!

When he came back to his senses, he was surrounded by billowing clouds and smoke!

Two blood lines burst from his arm, and bright red blood flowed down.

"Good swordsmanship!" He couldn't help but exclaimed, but then added:

"But it's a pity..."

The clouds and smoke formed by the sea fog quickly dissipated, and behind Mihawk, a blood-stained figure knelt on the ground!

In his hand, the long knife that had been with him for a long time was broken into two pieces.

At just the moment, Hawkeye instinctively launched a slash that exceeded the current limit, not only cutting off Mo Jing's sword, but also cutting off his person.

Hawkeye slowly sheathed the knife, looking at the water mist around him, as if he was reminiscing about the blow. He turned to look at Mo Jing in the pool of blood, and left his last words:

"You are very good. I will wait for your challenge as the world's best swordsman...don't make me wait too long!"

After that, he walked to his hexagonal sailboat, sat back on his lonely throne, took one last look at the slowly sinking giant ship behind him, and left here.

Mo Jing knelt on one knee and breathed hard. The initial fire spurted out from the cracks in the wound, slowly repairing his body.

The amount of souls on the panel dropped rapidly, and soon exceeded the profits from hunting the Crick Pirates.

But Mo Jing had a smile on his face.

He held the broken knife and leaned backward, slumped on the floating wooden board, covering his eyes and enjoying the warm sea breeze.

Incomparable peace of mind.

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Name: Mo Jing

Age:19

Race: Immortal

Strength: D

Min: D

Body: E

Brain: D

Soul Power: Curse of Immortality

Skills: Soul Refining Lv50, Initial Fire Lv9, Swordsmanship Lv15 (Swordsmanship Master), Swimming Lv10, Shooting Lv1...

Traits: Ring of Darkness*1, Initial Fire, Rhythm of Water, Deep Breathing, Wild Instinct

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After a year of accumulation and the excitement of this battle, he finally crossed the threshold of swordsmanship level 15 and entered the realm of swordsmanship master.

At this moment, countless sword skills collided and combined in his mind, stretching towards a new road.

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The sun was setting in the west, and the lost Koi finally returned slowly to Mo Jing.

Mo Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, originally wanted to make some sarcastic remarks, but he swallowed his words when he saw that each of the Wuzaoyu had bandages all over their bodies and looked like they had been beaten badly.

He mentioned the survivor Ah Jin and jumped onto the ship.