Pirates: I started as a navy captain, I became stronger by slacking off

What is this operation?

Are swordsmen playing so elegantly now? Could it be that he, the world's number one swordsman, is out of date?

Despite the complaints, Mihawk still learned to show off his black sword, Night.

"This sword is called Night, the blade is five feet and eight inches, the net weight is 18 pounds and four ounces, it can blow away hair and cut iron like mud."

After saying it according to Carl's format, Mihawk suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if his connection with Night had deepened, which was quite interesting!

A wonderful look burst out in Mihawk's eyes, and the next second he couldn't wait to rush towards Carl and slashed with his sword.

"Ding~"

Carl held the sword with both hands to block Mihawk's attack, and sighed in his heart at Mihawk's strength. He was able to become the world's number one swordsman not only because of his swordsmanship, but also because of his excellent physique.

Mihawk's eyes did not change at all, and he continued to launch a fierce attack on Carl, using his exquisite swordsmanship to suffocate Carl.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

The two swords made a crisp sound when they met, sparks flew everywhere, and the two were surrounded by sword marks. The navy who were watching had already retreated hundreds of meters to avoid being injured by mistake.

"Is Colonel Carl's swordsmanship so strong? He can actually fight with the world's number one swordsman!"

"Yes! Look at Colonel Carl, he is simply at ease."

In fact, Carl is under a lot of pressure now, and his mind is highly concentrated, because once he loses his mind, Mihawk's sword will hit his vitals directly.

"Yes, your swordsmanship is indeed superb, but why do you feel a little rusty? Have you not used the sword for too long?"

Carl was too lazy to pay attention to him. What's the meaning of not using the sword for too long? He just got started today!

He couldn't do it like Mihawk, who could swing the sword at ease while talking, and all he could do was respond with a sword.

Carl held the Raven with one hand and blocked Mihawk's broadsword. Then he turned his wrist, held the handle with both hands, and then slashed upward.

"Interesting."

Mihawk leaned back slightly, dodged the fatal tip of the knife, and then slashed Carl's shoulder with a backhand.

"Dang!!!"

Because he didn't have time to twist it away, Carl could only put the sword on his right shoulder, with the back of the sword facing backwards and the blade facing forward to avoid accidentally hurting himself.

This method successfully blocked Mihawk's attack, but the strong force still made Carl's shoulders sink and he almost knelt on the ground.

Mihawk nodded slightly: "Smart way."

Carl's face flushed. How can this guy be so pretentious! The world's number one swordsman is amazing!

Hawkeye: Sorry, the world's number one swordsman is amazing!

"Bang~"

Carl's left hand clenched into a black fist, and the back of his fist hit the blade of the black knife Night hard, deflecting it. The right hand holding the knife took the opportunity to exert force, and the blade instantly swept towards Mihawk's neck.

If he didn't dodge, even Mihawk would die on the spot.

But how is it possible?

With the help of the recoil of Carl's punch, Mihawk took advantage of the situation to make a knife flower, which just collided with the sharp edge sweeping towards his neck, making a crisp sound.

"Such a pure armed color domineering, how can a man like you be just a naval colonel?"

Faced with Mihawk's question, Carl smiled slightly: "A few days ago, I was just a naval lieutenant!"

Oh! Now Mihawk understood, just say it! This man's strength is more than enough to be a general officer, it turns out that he hasn't had time to be promoted yet!

So, Mihawk decided to increase Carl's strength.

It was this decision that caused Carl to be injured in just a dozen seconds.

"It seems you are still a little short..."

Mihawk stood with the knife in his hand, blood slowly dripping down the blade to the ground. It was Carl's blood.

"Oh, really? In that case, I have to get serious."

Carl stuck the knife into the ground, condensing a ball of holy light. The knife scar on his chest healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was restored to its original state in a few breaths.

"Ability user?"

Mihawk frowned slightly as he looked at Carl with a golden halo on his body. Carl's strength had obviously become stronger. Could this be his ability?

Zheng~

"Mister Mihawk, please teach me!"

"One-sword style·Momentary brilliance!"

Carl held the knife in his right hand and gently brushed the blade with his left hand. The black blade he touched turned into a dazzling gold, as if cast by light.

Mihawk's eyes were still calm. He held the black knife·night with both hands and slashed from bottom to top.

The next moment, Carl held the knife with both hands, and a dazzling light burst out from his body, making it hard to open your eyes. Carl's figure flashed, and the blade drew a golden arc.

Ding~

The two people's voices began to intertwine, Carl was behind, Mihawk was in front, and both of them keptThe posture of swinging a knife.

There was still a crisp sound, and Mihawk blocked Carl's attack, but when the light faded, a ball of blood splashed from Mihawk's waist.

There was a hideous knife mark from Carl's abdomen to chest, and blood was gushing out.

Although he was injured, Mihawk was not angry, but was a little surprised: "Moment of Brilliance, what a good name, a moment of brilliance is enough to dispel all darkness."

The navy watching was stunned!

What's going on? The world's number one swordsman was injured!

Although Colonel Carl was also injured, the two were obviously not swordsmen of the same level, and Carl was just a navy colonel with a rising reputation!

Could it be that Colonel Carl already has the qualifications to impact the world's number one swordsman?

Carl turned around and smiled bitterly: "If you hadn't held back, I'm afraid I would have died long ago!"

That's right, in the previous move, Carl clearly felt that Mihawk had held back, otherwise he would not have been just injured.

"Young Marine! You can't die now!

"Although you are not qualified for me to go all out now, no matter how many years it takes in the future, I will wait for you in this strongest position."

Mihawk's voice was slightly excited. After Shanks's arm was broken, he finally found another swordsman with unlimited potential.

Although Carl is still very young and his swordsmanship is very immature, this is also his advantage. As long as he can become stronger, one day, they will meet again on the sea.

Each of them will use the sword in their hands to decide the winner!

Hearing this, Carl felt a sense of familiarity for some reason, but still smiled: "I believe this day will not be too long. "

Ka~

Mihawk put the black knife Night on his back and walked towards Carl. When he passed by him, he whispered: "I hope you don't make me wait too long..."

After that, Mihawk passed by Carl and jumped onto the coffin board on the shore. With the "rhythm" of the coffin board, he gradually disappeared from Carl's sight.

"Hiss~Hu..."

Under the effect of the holy light, the hideous knife marks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Nelson and the others gradually surrounded him.

"What do you want to do?"