Pirates: Invincible At The Beginning

boom--!

In the open space in front of Mihawk, Sorata's figure appeared.

His legs bent, and the stone under his feet shattered instantly, causing his body to sink downward.

Feeling the power from Zhan Kong, veins popped out of Sorata's forehead, and his arms instantly grew bigger.

He faced Ye, stood up straight, looked at the constantly trembling blade of "Ye" and the distorted air around the blade, opened his mouth and let out a loud laugh.

"Hahahahaha!!"

"It turns out that this guy's slash is not flat ah!"

His kind of slash was just his own slash made by this guy using Hei Daoye.

This kind of slash that could twist the air, he had seen on Zoro in his previous life.

If you want to come to Zoro's slash, this guy taught you!

It's just that compared to Zoro's slash, Mihawk's slash is more powerful and stronger.

In fact, to know whether this guy has really arrived, the transformation environment he imagined is very simple.

That is to force this guy to use sword skills.

Sword skills can't be seen in long-range slashing, but in close combat, he can definitely sense it.

Thinking of this, he raised his right hand vigorously.

clang--!

Bounce away the night, then quickly turn the body to the right, facing Mihawk on the left side, retract the right hand, raise the knife in front of the eyes, hold the handle of the knife with the left hand, and hold the knife with both hands.

Then he turned his head to stare at Mihawk, turned his body to the left, stepped forward with his right foot, Zhan Kong danced a semicircle at Sorata, and quickly slashed forward.

"One knife flow · swallow return!"

"what?"

Mihawk was forced to take a step back by the force from Sorata's blade.

When he stood firm and looked forward.

Suddenly, the three sword lights in front of him attracted all his attention.

"This is the slash that slashed Kizaru!"

Feeling the piercing chill from the neck, chest, and lower limbs at the same time, Mihawk's pupils contracted and his eyes glowed red.

"Three knives, all true."

This is what he saw.

His Observation Haki has reached a very high level. Although he doesn't have any special abilities, coupled with his natural sharp eagle eyes that can see the essence of things, the combination of the two gives his eyes the ability to see through everything.

He called this characteristic "Eagle's Eye".

The eagle's eye not only made his swordsmanship, but also gave him the essence of being able to fight against any enemy.

"Three cuts with one knife?"

Mihawk stared at Zhan Kong who had completely disappeared, as if seeing the real Zan Kong.

He quickly retracted the knife, and then slashed out forcefully.

The same one cut and three cuts.

Clang, clang! !

Then three beeps and only one beep.

clang--!

The blade light disappeared, and Zhan Kong and Ye's blades collided again.

Sorata faced the shock wave, her silver hair danced wildly backwards, her eyes narrowed slightly, staring solemnly at Mihawk's eyes.

"It actually penetrated the essence of his swordsmanship at a glance, and he used it quickly."

"What the hell is this?"

"Did you find it?"

Mihawk stared at Sorata, noticed the doubt in Sorata's eyes, and said with a smile: "My eyes can easily see through the essence of all things, so all your sword skills are in my eyes, and there is no secret at all."

"Is this the essence of this guy's strength?"

Sorata stared at Mihawk, his eyes flickered with clarity, no wonder this guy never used sword skills, so he knows all kinds of sword skills!

He thought this guy had reached the realm he imagined!

Also, how could anyone reach that level! That is not human at all, but the realm of gods.

Judging from the short fight just now, their swinging speeds are about the same, and their knowledge and knowledge are not the same.

But this guy's armed color is much stronger than him, but it doesn't get in the way.

The most troublesome thing is this guy's eyes. This guy's eyes make his swinging a knife completely without any secrets at all, turning his swinging a knife into a random slashing.

"It's really pervert!"

This guy's eyes can be said to be the nemesis of all those who rely on skills to fight against the enemy.

Unless the difference in strength is too large, or the speed exceeds him, otherwise, the only way to compete with this guy is to compete in physical strength.

Because no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, in this guy's eyes, there is no secret at all.

Judging from this guy's ultra-long-range slash, this guy's physical strength is also at the monster level.

There is no flaw.

"No wonder, he can be called the number one swordsman in the world."

At this time, he would definitely not be able to beat Mihawk with only swordsmanship, but he didn't want to use his space ability.

After all, it's just a sparring session.

Forget it, go wherever you can!

His body is still growing rapidly, and Conqueror's Haki, he believes that it will not be long before he can surpass Mihawk both physically and swordsmanship.

Because this guy can't Conqueror's Haki.

Once he can actually do Conqueror's, it's time for this guy to step down from the number one spot.

Now……

Just enjoy the battle!

First thing, think about it later.

He flicked Ye's blade away and jumped backward.

Lightly landed on the ground, retracted the left hand, and waved the right hand downward.

Hold the knife at an angle.

Then he tore off the wine gourd around his waist with his left hand, raised his head, and drank heavily.

Googoooooooooooooooooooooo !

"Huh~"

Sorata put down the gourd, shook her head, and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Cool~"

Then he hung the wine gourd around his waist, with his right hand down, and inserted it into the ground, then retracted his hands in the sleeves, and the upper body of the moon-white robe slid off, revealing the strong body like bronze inside.

"Okay, the warm-up is over, let's fight hard!"

Sorata stared at Mihawk, chuckled, stretched out her right hand and pulled out Zhan Kong.

"I think so too."

Mihawk stared at Sorata, reached out to take off the hat on his head, and threw it aside. With his skill, the hat spun and hung quickly on the branch of a tree in the distance.

"come on!"

Mihawk held the knife in both hands and stared at Sorata with excitement in his eyes.

What follows is the main purpose of the sparring.

He sat in the number one seat for too long.

For a person who is obsessed with swords, there is no opponent, it is too lonely.

He enjoys the feeling of fighting with other swordsmen, because only the fighting between swordsmen can make people concentrate, because if they are not careful, they may be cut by the opponent.

The sword is the most ruthless!

This feeling of being on the verge of death at any time is the most addictive and the most growth-provoking.

He has been looking for an opponent all these years, but he has never been able to find one.

These sword masters on the Grand Line are either guys whose strength is so different from his that they can't even take a single blow from him, or they are people who can take his slashes but can't fight him for a long time.

That's why he was so excited about Sorata's appearance.

Because he saw the possibility of surpassing him from Sorata, this possibility is not a delusion, but a real seeing and feeling.

clang--!

Zhankong and Ye collided together for the third time, then quickly separated, then collided again, and separated again.

Repeatedly.

During the flash of the knife light, the figure of the knife could not be seen at all, only two black knife lights could be seen, intertwined, then separated, and intertwined.

Sparks flew.

Along with the sound of collision, there were bursts of shock waves.

The shock wave was like an ocean wave, one wave after another, pushing the trees and weeds on the island, centered on the battle between the two, and bending around.

As the two continued to fight, the shock wave even rushed out of the island, rolling up real waves in the nearby sea area.

The hurricane was raging, the white waves rolled, and even the clouds in the sky also rolled.

Looking at it from a distance, it has long been impossible to tell which is the sea and which is the cloud.