One Piece: Opening Fusion Ant King Template

Mo Lin closed his eyes and sat cross-kneeled on the stone bed of the cave, and the sword mark that originally existed on the cave wall was now only the last one.

At this time, Morin seemed to have turned into a peerless divine weapon, and a small part of the divine weapon scabbard was exposed.

The body can't help but exude a sharp edge other than domineering.

At this time, three months had passed since Morin entered the cave.

In the past three months, Morin has lived quite a fulfilling life, except for the first few days when he needs to find a way to comprehend the sword art on the sword marks, the following days are equivalent to using the sword art to compete in his mind with different swordsmen every day.

It is no exaggeration that today's Morin is called a sword master.

After these three months of practice, Morin finally arrived on the last day, which was about to reach the appointed day, and he was only one last sword mark that had not yet fully comprehended.

In Morin's consciousness, he is fighting a shadow with a double knife and a hairstyle like a hat.

In the space of consciousness, the speed and strength of the two sides are almost exactly the same, and the only difference may be each other's sword skills.

After three months of cultivation, Morin has now completely mastered all the sword moves of those who have left sword marks on the walls.

And on top of this, he also created his own moves, but he was always a little bit worse, and when he fought with the man with two swords in his consciousness, he was a little worse every time.

Even if Morin has fully learned the opponent's moves, he is still a little worse.

This kind of battle is a simple sword move, and it has nothing to do with the breath of all things and whether he has gone out of his own way to become a great sword master.

In the contest between simple moves and breaking moves, Morin felt that the opponent's double knives were coming towards him like a storm, and different moves were used by the other party with the same moves, different ways of using them.

This made Morin feel a little depressed.

"What's the difference? It stands to reason that I have now completely mastered the opponent's moves, and on this basis, I have also developed a sword move to break the opponent's moves.

"But why is it defeated every time? Having fused hundreds of kendo schools, I couldn't defeat the other party.

"Who is the owner of this sword mark?" What is his identity? The

close battle made Morin feel very uncomfortable, perhaps because of the fusion of the ant king template, or perhaps because Morin had not encountered setbacks since he crossed into the world of pirates.

Almost every fight is a crushing situation, which makes him unable to accept this seemingly draw, unable to crush the opponent.

Suddenly a little angry, Morin began to give up all the evil sword moves he had learned before, and simply relied on his own instinct to swing his sword to fight with the second sword stream black shadow.

At first, Morin went from being equal to slightly weaker, but with continuous fighting, Morin's wild awakening began to gradually be able to confront him.

Although Morin subconsciously abandoned the sword moves he had learned, with the continuous fighting, coupled with the talent of the ant king.

Those moves that had been abandoned appeared like instincts in every slash of Morin.

The sword shadow was like a net, and Mo Lin actually tore open the defense of the black shadow at this moment, and cut off the opponent's hair with a sword.

"I am . . . I see, it turns out that this is my sword! "

Before, whether it was learning the instinct of mantis chimeric ants, or learning Mihawk Jiujia, or Baijia Swordsmanship, what I called fusion, creating my own move was nothing more than a stitching monster."

"It turns out that I have never walked my own kendo, in the final analysis, I just stepped on someone else's shoulder and stood at the height of a giant."

"But I myself have always been just an ordinary person, and once I lose my footing, I will become my original weak self."

"The ambition and desire of the king, the wild instinct, and I, who is proficient in the swordsmanship of the hundred families, have now found a way to defeat you."

"Accept my rule, reign in the world!"

In the space of consciousness, Mo Lin held a long knife and a black shadow with two knives passing by.

The black shadow's head was separated from the body, and the figure gradually dissipated.

Morin comprehended his own sword move, and from then on, he was no longer a person standing on the shoulders of giants, but a giant who stepped on the ground under his feet in the true sense.

From having no foundation to comprehending the breath of all things, becoming a sword master who can cut iron, Morin spent the price of a knife.

To make up for the foundation that he had not dabbled in before, Morin consumed a full three months.

But it was also lucky, if it weren't for this experience, it took three months for Morin to become a giant.

It is very likely that in the future, after witnessing the battle of Great Sword Hao, Mo Lin will comprehend the opponent's sword art and become Great Sword Hao.

But other people's is always someone else's, no matter how similar Morin imitates and learns well, he can never transcend others.

But now it's different, Mo Lin himself has become a giant, as long as he practices step by step, the Great Sword Hao is no longer an obstacle.

At the same time, Mo Lin also made a little clear about the path he wanted to take in the future through this journey of meditation.

The road ahead gradually became clear, Mo Lin opened his eyes, at this time he was still a divine weapon, but his breath had been hidden.

Compared to before, Morin is now more like an invincible divine weapon hidden in a sheath.

Walking to the last sword marks, like those before processing, Morin waved his hand, and the sword marks disappeared.

At the same time, Morin made a sword with his finger and slashed at the wall, and a domineering slash appeared out of thin air, leaving Mo Lin's own domineering on the wall.

"It's over, the time is just right!"

Morin looked at his 'work' with satisfaction, estimated the time and walked towards the agreed place.

The mysterious old man who had originally agreed to give Morin his own knife did not appear, but was replaced by a young man with eyes and a gentle and faint edge on his body.

The young man sat cross-kneeled on the smooth mirror-like rock, and beside him lay a long box and a thin book pressed under the box.

If Morin guessed correctly, this young man should be the one who completed the agreement in place of the mysterious old man.

"Here you are!"

"Well, what about that person?"

"Sick, inactive for too long, not started construction for too long, with his already rusty body, he completed the last work of his life."

"Oh."

"I thought you would be polite and ask me to show you a look at him."

"No need, my agreement with him is that if this knife can keep up with me, I will take it to the top."

"Huh. It's really like, whether it's a knife or a person, it's so domineering, you two are really a perfect match. The

young man with eyes laughed at himself, and then threw the sword box to Morin, the strength and speed were so strong that even adults were estimated to be injured in the face of this sudden sword box flying towards them.

But Morin is not an ordinary person, grabbing the sword box, as if he had a sense in his heart, not too big a hand.

The sword box burst, and Morin happened to hold the hilt.

Slowly unsheathing the sword, Morin noticed that this sword had a different form than most of the swords in the One Piece world.

This is a double-edged sword, and its style is very similar to the eight-faced Han sword style that Morin saw in his previous life.

The sleeve-length sword body and the pattern like water waves reveal a different kind of beauty.

The exceptionally thick hand guards exude a sense of majesty in the beauty.

The king characters engraved on both sides of the gauntlet add a bit of domineering.

It's a pity that Morin is not tall enough now, and this sword seems a little long, but according to Morin's estimates, when he becomes an adult, this sword will just be able to be used.

It's really tailor-made.

"Good sword!"

"It seems that both the sword and the sword bearer are satisfied with both sides."

"This is a book about domineering, there are notes on it, you read it slowly!"

"By the way, the old man instructed me to tell you a word, armed color domineering and cultivate after the last sixteen years old."

"My name is Koshiro Frost Moon, remember, you owe us a favor!"