This legendary sword fighter is none other than Cyrus, the toy swordsman of the Dressrosa chapter in the original book.

At this time, he is at the strongest moment in his life, and he is also walking towards the peak of his life.

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine consecutive wins! There is only one game left, and it is a 3,000-game winning streak!

Don sat in the audience, looked at the legendary sword fighter carefully, and found that after the other party won the victory, he still had a calm expression, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade was standing on the ground. The victory just now didn't seem to have any effect on it.

Not to mention its strength, with such a mentality, it is also a strong demeanor.

On the rostrum, the host was in a fierce mood, constantly shouting at the microphone, all of them were shocked, praising Cyrus's words, and the audience was even more noisy.

There is no doubt that in the entire arena, at least eighty percent of the audience has become a fan of this undefeated swordsman.

Just looking at his future performance in Dressrosa, it is absolutely impossible to imagine that this swordsman will have such a scenery in this era.

"Our sword fighter said that he will fight again today!"

"This is his 3,000th battle, and if he wins, he will become a legend in the arena!"

"How shocking! And how exciting! ”

"Three thousand, that's a full three thousand battles!"

The host's words were full of great excitement.

With his voice, the audience boiled even more, and the bullring arena was full of noise.

In such an environment, even Don was affected, and he felt his heart accelerate, and the six Dorrens beside him had already shouted, and their hoarse voices were extremely hideous.

But for a moment.

"Good! Our 3,000th battle, already chosen, will begin soon. ”

"Now, please turn our gaze to the sword fighter and let me ask him."

Taking a deep breath, the host shouted into the microphone.

"Can you fight the next battle right away?"

Cyrus raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Yes! ”

The host got a response, and he was even more excited, and he yelled loudly into the microphone.

"I heard it, we heard the words of the sword fighter, after the battle just now, he doesn't need to rest at all, and he can start the next battle right away!"

After a few words, he roared loudly towards the opposite side of the arena.

"Now, our next contestant! That is, the opponent of the 3,000th battle of the sword fighter! ”

"Likewise, he's a sword fighter named Ricky!"

"As the 3,000th opponent of Cyrus, I don't need to say much about Riki's strength!"

With the host's words, on the opposite side of Cyrus in the gladiatorial arena, a burly, muscular figure with a helmet and a tight face stepped onto the field. Like Cyrus, this man holds a sword in his right hand and wears armor that protects the main part of his body, while the rest of the body is bare.

When the man walked ten meters opposite Cyrus, Don could clearly see that Cyrus's eyes became serious.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he naturally knew in his heart that this sword fighter was the King of Riku, and he was also the king of Dressrosa at this time.

The fundamental reason why Cyrus was able to stay in the gladiatorial arena and win consecutive victories to achieve today's achievements is also King Liku.

The two stood facing each other, looking at each other without any conversation.

The host did not waste time, he waved his hand.

"The third thousandth battle, begin!"

The sound of roaring resounded throughout the gladiatorial arena, constantly reverberating.

And just as the announcement of the start of the battle came out, the two people in the field suddenly moved.

"Buzz!"

Their speed was extremely fast, and the distance of ten meters had been crossed almost instantly, and the great sword was swung and then collided fiercely.

"Bang!"

The huge force collided together in an instant, and with a buzz, a circle of air spread out, and the ground swept into a whirlwind. After a breath, the water around the gladiatorial arena was stirring up a splash.

"What a strong force!"

The host yelled.

The audience's enthusiasm was boiling, this battle was different from the past from the beginning, and they could all see that the sword fighter Cyrus was serious. In other words, his opponent, this time it is worth his full effort.

The sound shook the sky, like waves rising and falling.

The Six Dorrens roared loudly in support of Cyrus, and Don squinted his eyes at the battle below.

In the gladiatorial arena, the figures of the two changed rapidly, and the collision of swords after swords erupted with violent power.

Different from the swordsmen that Tang En had seen in the past, the two people in the gladiatorial arena below had taken their strength and simplicity to the extreme. Among their sword moves, there are no fancy skills at all, teasing, slashing, smashing, splitting and other behaviors are the simplest and most basic movements of swordsmanship.

But under such an action, the power of the whole body is carried out, and every move and blow is destructive.

Whether it's dodging or running, every inch of their muscles is used to the extreme.

Don saw this battle in his eyes, and realized in his heart.

The battle of a sword fighter has always been hovering between life and death, either life or death, and such swordsmanship is summed up from the tempering of life and death.

The sword moves seem simple, but they are the most simple and direct, and the trajectory of the move is fused with the body and matched to the extreme.

This was something that Don had never thought of before, and he saw a new way of swordsmanship.

"Sword and body!"

To put it simply, the battle of a sword fighter is these four words. They did the best they could with their bodies and the sword in their hands.

The most effortless and direct attack move. It's not gorgeous, and it doesn't seem to be as destructive as the sword of other great swordsmen, which can cut mountains and seas, but it is the most lethal in the face of humans.

Looking at the two moving figures in the gladiatorial arena, Don's eyes gradually flashed.

A fictional image of his body came to his mind, bright lines wandering one after another. This line represents the route of strength, and as he watched the battle, his mind was quickly looking for the most suitable path for his body to cooperate with his swordsmanship.

Constant wandering, constant mistakes, constant revisions.

It's a new path, and when it's truly completed, Don's kendo will undoubtedly be much more lethal.

At that time, kendo will become an instinct, and this instinct is an instinct that belongs to the body.

"Wow wow! It was so unexpected for me! Ricky is so close to Cyrus that he's also very strong! ”

The host's voice rang out again.

The audience was also very surprised, all staring at the battle, unwilling to let go of any detail.

Wonderful, really wonderful!

The three thousand battles, the final battle of the sword fighters and gods, are indeed the most exciting.

The battle lasted for a long time, until nearly an hour later, when Cyrus seized on a flaw and won in one fell swoop.

"Cyrus has won!"

"He got three thousand wins!"

Living legends!

Cyrus became a living legend in the bullfighting arena!