Pirate: I Loaded The Game Panel

"An unexpected powerful enemy!"

The mutual induction between swordsmen is extremely sensitive.

Mihawk, who was standing on the main ring with a crossed sword on his back, looked at the straw hat boy standing opposite, a faint look of surprise flashed in his sharp eagle eyes.

Originally thought that the number one enemy of this sword test conference would be that white... face.

But I didn't expect that just in the semi-finals, I would be able to meet such a high-level swordsman!

The opponent's strength is not below mine!

Looking at the straw hat boy from afar, the blood in Mihawk's heart slowly boiled.

'This yellow-eyed man in a trench coat is so strong! ’

Shanks also felt the terrifying strength of his opponent at this time, and a dignified expression suddenly rose in his cynical eyes.

Waiting for the referee to announce the specific regulations of the semi-finals.

Mihawk moved directly.

He pulled out the cross sword he carried on his back, swung a terrifying cyan flying slash, and flew over half of the arena in the blink of an eye, and came to Shanks.

The stone floor of the arena, which was re-reinforced, was still as fragile and soft as tofu under the aftermath of the flying slash, and a deep ravine was cut into the flat ground.

Compared to this terrifying flying slash, Shanks, who had an ordinary figure, suddenly seemed even smaller.

"So fast! So strong!"

"Is this the strength of Hawkeye Mihawk?"

"Can that straw hat boy resist Mihawk's slash?"

Above the stands, the vast majority of the audience began to silently worry about Shanks.

Shanks, however, just gave an expectant smile.

He unhurriedly pulled out the famous knife and dead wood from his waist, and put it in front of him like this.

boom!

The cyan flying slash collided with the sharp blade of the famous sword withered wood, and a terrifying roar exploded immediately, and the billowing waves spread out, blowing the hair of the audience into chaos.

"That straw hat... should be dead."

"Hawkeye's strength is really strong!"

In the VIP seats of the stands, almost all members of the Whitebeard Pirates led by Newgate gathered here to watch the battle between Hawkeye and Shanks.

Just looking at such a knife, Foil Bista had such thoughts in his heart.

'There is still a certain gap in the level of swordsmanship between me and Hawkeye Mihawk! ’

"Dad, it's amazing!"

Weibull stared at the ring that was engulfed in smoke and dust, and shouted a little.

"I want to go down and fight them! Anyone can!"

"Goo la la la!"

Whitebeard, who was sitting on the main seat, let out a burst of laughter.

"The battle between the two of them is not over yet, Weibull, be quiet!"

on the ring.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the audience could see the situation on the field.

The terrifying slash that seemed to be able to cut mountains and seas just now did not cause any damage to the straw hat boy. It seemed that he just used the ordinary long sword in his hand to slash Mihawk's flying. The blow was resisted.

"It's really good enough!"

The smile on Shanks' face widened a bit, as if an old alcoholic had met a glass of wine that he had been craving for a long time, and looked eagerly in Mihawk's direction.

"Next, it's me!"

Shanks stepped out, and the figure immediately ran towards Mihawk's position, so fast that it was almost impossible to capture his shadow.

Mihawk also took a step forward and jumped in the direction of Shanks.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and the distance of several hundred meters in the main arena was only crossed in the blink of an eye.

The audience was in a trance for a while, Shanks and Mihawk were already standing in the same place.

Shanks waved the dead wood with the famous knife in his hand.

Mihawk raised the cross sword in his hand.

The two rare and famous knives collided instantly.

clang--

The sound of metal collision, which seemed to penetrate directly into the soul, exploded in the ears of every audience member in the venue, stimulating their scalps to tingle.

The swords touched and held each other deadlocked.

Shanks and Mihawk looked at each other, and unconsciously threw them into their hands and released more powerful power.

The surging energy collided together, triggering an unimaginable shock wave again. Circles of white air waves exploded, like ripples on the water surface, spreading out around the two of them.

In an instant.

The brick-paved arena under the two of them seemed to have endured a 12-magnitude earthquake. The bricks shattered, the rocks splashed, and there was an earth-shattering sound.

clang-

A sound of collision continued to sound.

Shanks and Mihawk will meet with talents and rivals, and the famous swords and swords in their hands will continue to engage in fierce confrontation.

The two became more and more excited as they fought, and even the same bright smiles began to appear on their faces.

Slowly over time.

The two are no longer just limited to the confrontation between basic swordsmanship.

The collision of armed colors, the confrontation of seeing and hearing, the burning of will to fight...

Shanks and Mihawk showed almost all their abilities, as if they were going to do everything they could to fight with each other without reservation.

The intensity of the battle is also constantly rising.

"These two are really enough..."

Adrian was covered with [Void Face], restraining his breath, like an irrelevant passerby, standing on the stand, watching the battle between Shanks and Mihawk.

"It's a perfect match!"

With Adrian's eyes at the moment, it is natural to judge that Shanks and Mihawk are opponents on the same level!

At least, at this moment.

The strength of these two is indistinguishable!

If you have to subdivide some.

In terms of the three-color domineering cultivation level, Shanks is slightly better.

And Mihawk's swordsmanship, which has been honed to the extreme, is also superior to the opponent.

The small gaps between each other are made up by other advantages and disadvantages, making it even more difficult to distinguish between superiors and inferiors.

Enjoyed the amazing showdown between Shanks and Mihawk for a while.

Adrian couldn't help but think about his semi-final opponent.

Dongwu Ryoma—this is the full name of the great swordsman with the cloak—is powerful enough.

After all, he was able to defeat his opponents all the way, stand out from the D area, and defeated a number of monsters including Edward Weibull, the second white.

But compared to Shanks and Mihawk, it's still a line!

Use panel hierarchy.

The strength level of Mihawk and Shanks has reached the limit of 100.

However, the strength of Dongwu Longma is roughly in the early nineties.

"The man named Ryoma is still a long way off!"

Adrian shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about Dongwu Ryoma, and turned his full attention to the battle between Shanks and Mihawk.

As a great swordsman who has reached the limit of his own swordsmanship, the peak duel between Shanks and Mihawk also benefits Adrian a lot.

The sun rose and the moon set, and three days passed.

The audience was boiled away for several batches.

The battle between Shanks and Mihawk is still not over, but it has begun to come to an end.

Another day passed.

The two top swordsmen still haven't decided the winner, but their state and energy have declined very obviously.

Shanks leaned the famous knife and dead wood on a messy arena floor and couldn't help gasping for breath.

Mihawk, who was a little colder, also had an unstable breath, and his chest heaved violently.

The two looked at each other in the air, squeezed some energy out of their exhausted bodies again, ran towards each other, and waved their swords.

Keng——

Shanks' dead wood was directly knocked out by the cross sword in Mihawk's hand and stuck on the ground.

"you--"

Mihawk held the cross sword, his sharp eagle eyes widened, and his expression was extremely astonished.

"You win this time!"

Shanks grimaced, rubbed his stomach, turned and walked towards the bottom of the ring, during which he did not forget to take out the dead wood and put it back into the scabbard.

"Straw hat! You—"

Mihawk has something to say.

However, Shanks just waved his hand, leaving a handsome back.

"I haven't eaten for several days, I'm starving to death, I'm going to drink and eat!"

Halfway through, Shanks suddenly turned his head.

"By the way, your name is... Hawkeye, right? That [white face], be careful, I don't think he is a good person."

Why do people always think that I have forgotten the [Fruit Fusion Card]...