Dusty, who wanted to say something when Moria said "If you are willing to come with me", because of Moria's "tolerance", she was a little gloomy, and when she heard the "part", she preemptively replied.

"Teacher, I remember, they are 'There is a sword in your hand, but there is no sword in your heart', 'There is a sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart', 'There is a sword without a sword', 'The sword is one', and finally 'I forget the sword'"

Moria, who was robbed of the topic, picked up the teacup and drank the tea, and said with a relieved smile after listening to Dusty's standard answer.

"Very good, the five realms of the sword, that's it, if you can go to the last step, then you are already a god, but also a Buddha, omnipresent, invincible."

"Then teacher, what realm are you in now?" Dusty looked curiously at the master of theories that had subverted her understanding of kendo.

Moria looked at Crescent Bay, which had become a steel behemoth at this time, surrounded by layers of artillery and warships, and could feel the smell of gunsmoke.

"Me, maybe it's on the second floor, maybe it's on the third floor, who knows"

"Teacher, didn't I even enter the second floor?" , Dusty didn't expect his teacher's evaluation of himself to be so "modest".

"Yes, you rookie," Moria teased with a smirk.

"Woo~~~ I feel like I'm getting stronger, teacher", Dusty.

"That's a delusion, fool. You have a sword in your hand, but you don't have a sword in your heart, you're just a tool with a sword, not a companion of the sword, let alone the master of the sword."

"I have a sword in my heart, I've always regarded Shi Yu as a good friend, right, Shi Yu?" , Dusty.

"You're embarrassed to say it, to put it nicely, you were just a collector of famous knives before," Moriah.

"Doesn't that sound good?" , Dusty begged for abuse.

"Ha~~ You fool, are you sure you want me to say it?" , Moria smiled strongly.

Dusty hurriedly opened the topic, "Teacher, what layer is Hawkeye Mihawk, who is known as the world's number one swordsman, what layer is he on?" ”

Moria was a little embarrassed to say about this question, and turned the teacup to think.

In this world, it is very interesting that once a swordsman loses his sword, or does not have a good sword, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

It's not that swords aren't important, but in this world where sword energy and domineering exist, there shouldn't be too much dependence on "mere tools".

As the saying goes, plants, trees, bamboos and stones can all be used as swords, and picking flowers and flying leaves can also kill.

This kind of life and death romance and blood elegance should be very common, but it is rare to see such swordsmanship, but most of them go on the road of fierce swordsmanship.

If it is in a low-martial world, there is no internal force, no qigong, no high power such as aura, then in the case of being mortal in the flesh, a good sword is indeed the key to winning or losing.

But in this world, it can be to the point where the sword qi turns into waves, and there is such a power as domineering, which should not be limited to the swordsman who must have a sword in order to play normally.

If you lose the sword, it will be greatly discounted, and I am afraid that the third realm of the five realms of the sword path "no sword is better than a sword" has not been reached.

Therefore, the world's No. 1 swordsman "Hawkeye" Jorakol Mihawk, who has gone the farthest on the road of kendo, can he be regarded as stepping into the "third realm"?

Is it possible to have no sword in your hand and a sword in your heart, so as to gather qi into a blade, and do it better to have a sword without a sword?

Thinking of this, Moria couldn't help but be very curious about Hawkeye's true realm, maybe you could ask him face to face?

Will it be cut? That's a good question.

Looking at Dusty's big eyes full of great doubt, Moria did not answer directly, but threw out an interesting question.

"Dusty, the world's strongest black sword night, the world's strongest swordsman Hawkeye, you say, who made whom, the strongest sword first, and the strongest swordsman first"

"......", after listening to it, Dusty was also a little confused about it.

It seems to be a very simple question, but it is surprisingly difficult to come to a correct conclusion, only one thing that is recognized is that Hawkeye's sword is the strongest black knife night, and the black knife night is in the hands of the strongest swordsman.

Seeing that Dusty was a little blindfolded, Moria put the teacup back on the tea table and continued to pour the tea, as she spoke.

"Is there the strongest knife first? And the strongest swordsman first? The answer to this question should only be known to Hawkeye himself, and similarly, how high Hawkeye's kendo realm is, probably only he knows it."

Dusty thought for a moment, nodded, this is indeed the truth, and turned his head to ask.

"Teacher, the Seven Martial Seas have not arrived until now, except for you and Tyrant Xiong, I wonder if the recruitment will not go well?"

"Hawkers,It's time like this.,Those who dare to release navy pigeons have been removed.,It should be there tomorrow.,His~~,There's the world's number one beauty.,Dusty, do you want to see it?"

"Hmph~~~ You want to see it, Pervert Sensei", Dusty.

"Ahem~~~ My Fair Lady, Gentleman, by the way, Dusty, you are also a lady", Moria.

"Wh.... What the? How perfunctory it feels, teacher", Dusty.

"Well, don't worry, we're going to battle tomorrow, remember not to rush forward, you know", Moria.

"Uh~~ Shouldn't you fight bravely to kill the enemy and hone your skills in the fight for life and death?" , Dusty.

"You still don't believe it, you don't believe it, the swordsman didn't master the sword qi wave front, in thousands of group battles, the sword and gun have no eyes, and I don't know how to die, this is not tempering, but looking for death, understand?" , Moria.

"Woo~~~", Dusty was dissatisfied with Moria's foolish evaluation, and pursed his face, "Understood, teacher".

Moria picked up the teapot and expertly brewed it, then scraped the water and poured the tea.

"Hahaha~~~ Don't be bitter, drink tea, the tea I made is a must, Dusty"

"Well, it's delicious", after Dusty finished sipping the tea in his mouth, he said solemnly in front of the man in front of him who was devoted to her and taught her earnestly, "Teacher, you have to be careful tomorrow too"

Moria was drinking tea, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but feel warm, and looked at Dusty funny, but she didn't speak, she just looked at it, and unexpectedly felt that the person opposite was beautiful and her heart was beautiful.

Dusty, who was being looked at by Moria, couldn't help blushing slightly, turned her head, looked at the sea, and shook her feet in panic.

Moriah doesn't mean anything else, it's just just appreciation, people always yearn for beautiful things.

In the end, he is not a white-eyed wolf, and he didn't make a mistake for his swordsmanship.

He also put down his teacup, propped his hands on the execution table, leaned back slightly, and watched the last rays of the dusk.

The sea that began to ripple, the fishy sea breeze blew in, ruffling his and Dusty's hair, and blowing with the wind.

Outside Crescent Bay, a ghost fire coffin boat, swaying, floated towards Marin Fando.