"Stop, stop?"

"It seems to be...... What exactly happened, an earthquake or a tsunami? ”

The residents of Transhels are all hiding in their homes because the Black Iron Pirates have taken over the docks, for fear of affecting them. But it didn't take long for the whole island to shake violently, and the windows and furniture were all destroyed.

As the trembling inhabitants cautiously poked their heads out of their homes, Wren Khan lay on the ground on the docks, which had been completely destroyed in the battle.

The battle with the unknown swordsman seemed short, but Wren fought it with all his might, and finally used a trick that was very burdensome for his current age. Even the mountains can be shattered under that blow, but Wren, whose physical strength can't keep up, may also be torn apart because of this. And the blow that exhausted all his strength also dislocated Wren's arm, although he gritted his teeth and slammed it against the wall next to him to pick it up, but I am afraid that because of the blow just now, his arm bones appeared a little cracked.

Holding his right arm in severe pain, Wren struggled to calm his rapid breathing. And when he broke away from the battle and calmed down, he remembered something, covered his face and muttered.

"It's a motor...... I accidentally killed it, so I'm going to ask for directions. ”

In a town like this, few people make nautical charts, because the villagers who live there have no way to learn. Although many towns will go out of their way to search for nautical charts and sell them to passing pirates at high prices, unfortunately, this obviously small town does not have that kind of business.

Wren's original plan was to find the Black Iron Pirates and ask them to provide a nautical chart, along with water, food, and ships, and if they could, Wren would not refuse financial support. But as soon as I got here, I saw more than a hundred people lying here, and there was a ridiculously powerful swordsman who rushed directly over.

Looking at the sinking pirate ship moored in the harbor, I am afraid that it is the ship of the Black Iron Pirates, but unfortunately because of the battle he fought with the swordsman just now, I don't know whose slashing wave split the ship in two, and now it has sunk. The desire to get on board and find the charts was shattered.

"It's a headache now, and I don't know if there are any pirate ships nearby...... Huh?! ”

Frowning in anguish, Wren woke up on the way to complain, and with an incredulous look, he looked at a ruin not far away.

Those eagle-like sharp eyes stared at Wren as if they were looking down on their prey, and his hairs exploded. The eagle-eyed swordsman, except for the shriveled chest and blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, his slender hands suitable for holding the sword did not tremble in the slightest, and did not seem to directly affect his combat effectiveness.

Wren rubbed his hair in distress, as if he had no strength to resist. Moreover, the opponent who can't defeat his strongest tricks seems to be helpless.

"This world is really big, you are still the first person to be immortal if you fall for that trick."

Sighing helplessly, Wren began to take a slow step back, contemplating a route to escape. With his little physical strength, how can he escape the pursuit of this terrifying swordsman, there is sea water not far behind, and I don't know if he will catch up if he will catch up if he jumps...... But even then, I don't have much strength to swim......

What? What do you say ran away from honor? I'm sorry, Wren will do everything possible to live, maybe he will sit back in despair in the face of such a strong enemy in the past, or he will fight to the death with a stupid bloody battle with a hot brain. But after the years of that desert island, he was always with death...... I'm afraid of death. It was really scary, and the young Wren was not yet mature enough to look directly at the horror of death.

It was still many years before the swordsman known as Hawkeye, and now Jorakol Mihawk was just a swordsman who had a little fame in the first half of the Great Voyage, although his strength far surpassed his fame, but he didn't like pompous by nature and was calm and calm, he didn't do much eye-catching things.

Holding the knife tightly in those steady hands, Jorakol Mihawk forced himself to resist the sharp pain of his broken ribs, trying to make himself look fine. was hit by an unsuspecting blow, if it weren't for the hardening of the armed color domineering to offset more than half of the impact, I'm afraid he would be a piece of rotten meat by now.

His strength was obviously much higher than that of Wren, and it was only because he recognized the moves used by Wren that he was a little shaken, and then there were flaws. As a result, he understood that the young man in front of him was not a member of the Black Iron Pirates, and this small pirate group could not contain the energy of the young man in front of him. After understanding this, he realized that he had found the wrong opponent, and it was obviously impossible to get the arrogant swordsman to stop and apologize. Even after understanding that Wren was not an enemy, Mihawk still didn't stop. For him, carrots and white radishes are turnips, and it doesn't hurt to cut them down.

It's just that he didn't expect that because of his small psychological wavering, that moment of flaw made Wren suddenly burst out, and it hit him hard, and now the two of them can't help anyone, but they don't know it.

"Such a remarkable skill...... Why did the talents of the pillars of the Eight Treasures Navy of the Country of Flowers appear in this remote East China Sea. ”

A slightly hoarse voice sounded calmly, but since he stopped talking nonsense, it meant a truce.

Looking at the tall swordsman standing above the ruins, Wren was not surprised that he revealed his identity. Just as Mihawk was surprised that there was such an opponent in the weakest part of the East China Sea, Wren was also shocked by Mihawk's strength, and with such strength, the corresponding knowledge would not be much worse.

"Well, am I really in the East China Sea now...... I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm here, so much is going on. However, why did such a powerful swordsman come to the East China Sea? Visiting family? ”

With a little relief, Wren began to hurry up to regain his strength, and after looking around, he strode over to a collapsed wall, reached out and lifted the stone wall, and took out the somewhat tattered captain's coat that was pressed underneath it, and draped it back over his shoulders.

Ignoring Wren's jokes, Mihawk sat up on the spot, stuck his love knife in the ruins, and after confirming that Wren was not too hostile, he spoke calmly.

"I'm here to try my luck in this East China Sea for the sake of the world's No. 1 level."

“…… Oh, the world's first, if you talk about the world's first head......"

"That's right, my target is Gore K. D. Roger's head. ”

With those calm words, Rayne's eyes began to change, it was not to despise this nameless swordsman who threatened to take the head of One Piece, but his only goal, someone actually wanted to take it. Although it is somewhat vexatious and ridiculous, Ren seems to have made it his duty to challenge One Piece.

Mihawk said that he came to the East China Sea to try his luck because Roger had walked out of this weakest sea, and had completely lost his trace since he conquered the Great Voyage, and this sea area of Roger's homeland. Mihawk had the idea of trying his luck and seeing if he could find him here.

"Why?"

With a smile on his face, Ren asked for the reason for challenging One Piece, Mihawk narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing a hint of hostility, and while clutching the hilt of his sword, he looked at Ren seriously and replied.

"I just want to know if my sword can reach the strongest man in the world."

Ah, got it. This man is just a martial artist who wants to constantly challenge his limits, hone his skills, and reach the top, which is really a very simple and clear purpose. But......

I can't say yes.

"What a coincidence......"

A hostile Wren stood up from the ground, his hands wrapped around his hands with an armed domineering color, and with a rather distressed expression, he looked at Mihawk, who was also standing with a knife, and said this.

“…… I'm going to do the same thing. ”

After all, this is Wren's greatest pleasure at the moment~

Mihawk looked at Wren with his sharp eyes, and found that this young man, who had no fighting spirit at all, seemed to have found a reason to fight with himself at this moment, and unabashedly released his killing intent. I don't know what ignited his fighting spirit, what a weird guy.

"Interesting!"

The tense confrontation began at this moment, and the ground trembled slightly, realizing that this time it was no longer a simple battle, but a battle of life and death, Mihawk did not have the slightest contempt for slackness, he raised his love knife high, pointed at Wren and shouted in a low voice.

"My name is Jorakol Mihawk! It's a man who aspires to become the world's number one swordsman, boy, report your name! ”

Wren took a deep breath, only to see him raise his fists and stomp his feet forward, his not tall body shook suddenly, and the whole person took advantage of the situation to bring out terrifying power!

"Wren!"

"Come on! Rennes! ”

"Ahh

On this day, the sound of terror continued for a day and a night, after which half of the town called Transhelis disappeared......

Also on this day, newspapers scattered by news birds were received around the world......

One Piece, Gore M. D. Roger!

Arrested by the Navy!