Chapter Seventy-Two: Unspeakable Black History—The Fiasco of Hawkeye
"Draw your sword." Hawkeye said, without hesitation. Seeing Caesar's eyes and seeing the sword at Caesar's waist, he knew that Caesar was also a swordsman.
When there is a disagreement, there is only one battle.
Caesar smiled and shook his head, he absolutely believed that the future Mihawk could compare to himself. But now......
Caesar thought as he pulled out a branch by the side of the road.
"You're too weak now. Against you, this is enough. ”
Mihawk's eyes froze, branches, is this insulting him?
"Are you insulting me?"
He felt angry, a contempt for himself.
If only Caesar didn't use weapons. A master of physical arts, especially a bare-handed physical master, Hawkeye has no psychological burden to rely on the power of weapons.
Who told you to fight with your bare hands? Isn't that how you fight? This is the logic of the swordsman.
However, if Caesar was a swordsman, it would be two different things entirely.
Swordsmen don't use weapons or swords, this is an insult to the opponent and a contempt for the opponent Chiguoguo.
"No, it's just that you're only so much now." Caesar has decided.
The world is the world of the strong, and the weak have no choice. Since good words and persuasion are useless, then hit him hard, completely crush his self-esteem and dignity, and let him know deeply the gap between the two.
Since you are so proud, then I will crush it and let you know what a strong person is.
"You must know that everything in the world, grass, trees, bamboos and stones, can be used as swords." Caesar famously uttered the quote.
"Huh?" Hawkeye was shocked, and although he didn't understand, he felt that it was very powerful.
"Pretend to be a ghost and die."
Just as soon as he saw Hawkeye's shot, Caesar's eyes lit up and he felt a sense of amazement.
Ordinary slashing seems simple, but it has long been integrated into the body, which has been practiced after millions or even tens of millions of repetitive movements, and has long been turned into the instinct of the body.
In this case, it is just a simple sword, but it makes people feel unstoppable.
Hawkeye's sword moves are perfect, the speed of the moves, the angle of the sword momentum, the power emitted, each sword is a textbook reproduction, and no one can fault it.
No, it should be said that it is more standardized and correct than textbooks.
It's just flawless!
Maybe Hawkeye's moves are still flawed, because any move in the world has flaws, and there is no perfect sword move.
But Caesar couldn't find out, at least Caesar didn't have this ability now.
If you can't find a flaw, it's perfect.
This is what Caesar really thought. Even when he looked at it, he felt that his usual way of drawing his sword was wrong.
Of course, this is an illusion. Caesar's sword gestures are the most suitable for him. Simply learning the way of Eagle Eye can only make you fall into the point of four dislikes.
"If it's the same strength as you, it's really tricky."
It's a fact.
Every sword and every move of Hawkeye is amazing.
Once again, Caesar blocked Hawkeye's attack. And Hawkeye did not show weakness, with the help of the shock force, to kill at a faster speed, and each attack was launched at the time when Caesar's old power was exhausted and the new force was not born.
The timing of the shot is truly breathtaking.
"It's a pity, weakness is your biggest flaw." Caesar really couldn't find Mihawk's flaws, which were achieved after tens of millions of trainings, and the perfect sword without flaws could only be found by a strong person of Zefa's level.
Caesar's movements seemed to be slow and fast, and no matter how tricky Hawkeye's attacks were, no matter how perfect his sword moves were, they could not pose a threat to Caesar.
The most basic difference in strength between the two is too big.
Caesar seemed to wander in the clouds, and seemed to be inattentive, and with that indifferent look, it only made Hawkeye angry.
At the same time, Hawkeye is also more and more frightened.
All of his attacks were easily caught by Caesar, using the ridiculous branches.
What I have in my hand is a treasure like the Supreme Great Quick Knife, is I really so weak?
"No way, the gap can't be so big." Hawkeye shouted unwillingly, he didn't believe that his long-term efforts had resulted in such a result.
"Die," his sword skills began to mess up, and his confidence was devastated.
"In that case, you're no match for me, Mihawk."
Caesar sighed in his heart, such a blow was really big.
Hawkeye's heart is messed up.
His moves became more and more messy, and gradually began to have flaws, and they were no longer the perfection that Caesar admired.
"Let's take a look at this trick. Storm. ”
The speed of the knife is fast and fast, pulling the air flow to form a tornado whirlwind knife momentum, cutting straight into the rungs, densely packed.
Caesar smiled slightly, the branch in his hand was still as light as a weight, and all of Hawkeye's attacks were instantaneous.
"Last resort, landslide."
The sword momentum of the eagle eye has changed again, the knife is fierce and endless, sharp and sharp, containing the power of breaking the mountain and breaking the prison, cutting the rock and cutting the gully.
This is Hawkeye's strongest move, with his self-esteem, with his honor, and with his sweat, he must make the opponent pay the price.
In the face of this blow that opened the mountain and broke the mountain, Caesar was expressionless, and only at the last moment did he suddenly raise his arms high.
"At this level, with this bit of strength, you want me to back down, and now you don't have this kind of qualification." Caesar said in a loud voice.
"Impossible." This is Hawkeye's exclamation.
He couldn't believe that with his proud blow, the killing move containing the strongest single strength was actually blocked, and it was, and it was still caught by someone.
Shame, the supreme great fast knife was actually caught by someone, this is the shame of the supreme great fast knife, and it is the shame of a swordsman.
Caesar suddenly felt an inexplicable danger, and this feeling was in his hands......
The black knife made a buzzing sound, and the black light on the knife flashed, and it automatically emitted a knife light.
Famous swords have spirits. It is the pride of the supreme fast sword, which cannot tolerate being caught by the enemy.
"Hmph," Caesarman snorted, a mere dead thing, like a mess, it didn't have the strength to do so.
The domineering explosion is overwhelming, and the spirit is overwhelming, even the supreme fast knife can only bow its head.
"It's over."
This was Caesar's first sword and first attack.
A sword, just a sword, gave Hawkeye a heavy blow, and with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, Hawkeye was knocked out.
"Do you want to fight?"
"Of course." Hawkeye didn't hesitate.
As long as he can still pick up the sword, as long as he still has a breath, this battle is not over.
What if it's not a one-in-one enemy at all, and what if it's a clown who jumps in the eyes of the enemy.
As a swordsman, even if you know that you will be defeated, you must not be caught.
Swordsman, you have to fight until the last moment. Even if it's in vain......
"It's over."
A dark glow, flickering in the air, impartial, straight to Hawkeye's forehead. Leaves a faint red dot on the forehead.
Even though it was only for a moment, even though Hawkeye didn't have any scars on his body, even though he still had plenty of stamina......
The winner is decided.
"I'm losing." Hawkeye was defeated, and there was no excuse for the defeat, and the heart of the defeat was convinced.
Hawkeye couldn't believe it, he never thought that the gap between the two would be so big.
The big one was unbelievable, and it made him feel ashamed.
At this time, he really felt how ridiculous his previous thoughts were. would look down on the heroes of the world like this.
Sure enough, it's arrogant.
(Someone might be scolding me, how could Hawkeye be so weak.) Again, the god of Bucky pits him, and everything is the pot of the god of Bucky. Don't shoot bricks)