Out of absolute confidence in his own strength, Klockdahl unscrupulously launched a reckless charge against the massive battleship.

In an instant, his body transformed into countless flying yellow sand, and a strange sandstorm swept out on the surface of the sea.

The sandstorm swirled over the surface of the sea for two weeks before it soared away in the sea breeze and eventually flew over the deck of the Dreadnought Vanguard Sabre.

Klockdahl's body gradually emerged from the sandstorm, and the unembodied part of his body remained in the form of dancing yellow sand, holding him up and floating in the air.

As soon as he stabilized himself in the air, Klockdahl looked down with murderous eyes, looking for the figure of the knight of the East China Sea on the wide deck.

Galen wasn't hard to find, and his brilliant armor that glittered in the sun was the perfect target.

"I see you."

Klockdahl snorted coldly, and without hesitation, he urged an even more ferocious sandstorm to pounce down from mid-air.

At this time, Galen didn't notice this uninvited guest at all.

He's preoccupied with one big thing — sparring for Hawkeye Mihawk.

This is a terrible job, if Galen doesn't control the casting time of the skill well, then he will be split in half by the sword energy that Hawkeye slashes with all his strength.

So, Galen had to put all his energy into this sparring job.

Galen didn't find Crocodale, and Crocodale, who had been to the New World but couldn't even be domineering, also suffered a big loss in the blind competition:

He will not be domineering, and he will be blinded by the eagerness to eradicate the enemy.

Therefore, until the last moment, Klockdahl did not notice that there was a man on the deck in the distance who was far away from Galen, holding a black sword, and only concentrated on launching an attack on Galen with all his might.

As Klockdahl's fierce offensive unfolded, the sand churning in the air suddenly sped up to whirl, and the harmless wind and sand were quickly accelerated into a terrifying sandstorm, and the roaring storm resounded throughout the ship in an instant.

However, before the whistling sound could reach Galen's ears, the source of the noise was ruthlessly extinguished.

Because there was a broad sword qi that turned into substance and swept through the yellow sand storm like a clipper riding the wind and waves, crushing the condensed sand storm into a piece of loose sand in an instant, and completely destroying Klockdahl's unformed offensive.

Mihawk's nickname is Hawkeye, and naturally he will not be as "blind" as Galen and Klocodahl.

From the very beginning, he spotted the man who was floating quietly in the sky with a vicious smile on his face.

Then, without hesitation, Mihawk delivered a warning slash to the Seven Martial Seas colleague who wanted to disturb his swordsmanship practice.

After being defeated by this domineering sword to defeat the elemental incarnation, Klockdahl suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart, and subconsciously asked a classic question:

"Who is it?!"

Then, Klockdahl saw the eagle's sharp eyes and a trademark black knife.

Mihawk slowly withdrew the pitch-black blade, looked coldly at Klockdahl, who had just recovered from a plate of loose sand, and said:

"You're bothering me."

"Mihawk?!"

Klockdahl's pupils shrank, and his face became unusually ugly.

"Klocodahl?!"

The second blind player, Galen, finally realized who was beating him just now.

Klockdahl's face was gloomy and he kept his semi-elemental levitation in the air, and Galen looked up at the villain Sand Crocodile who suddenly appeared above him in surprise, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

In the end, it was Klockdahl who broke the silence first.

Klockdahl is indeed the number one hero, not only did he not show any shame because of the sneak attack he had just made, but he also did not show a trace of timidity in front of the famous Hawkeye Mihawk.

"Hawkeye Mihawk, is that you?"

There was only a hint of surprise in Klockdahl's voice, and more of an unfathomable depth of an underworld boss.

After all, he was also a man who had fought with Whitebeard, so how could he be afraid of Hawkeye Mihawk, a Seven Martial Sea who sounded about the same strength as himself?

Mihawk, however, swept over Klockdahl and Galen with a sword-sharp look, and said in a deep voice:

"Klockdahl, that kid is working for me now."

"No matter what grudges you have... With me, you can't kill him. ”

Hearing the undisguised threat in Mihawk's mouth, Klockdahl's face, which had not been getting better for a long time, immediately became ugly again.

However, he really can't do anything about Mihawk:

Although everyone is the king of the Seven Martial Seas, the strength of each of the Seven Martial Seas is not equal.

For example, Hawkeye Mihawk was able to have a friendly encounter with the Redhead of the Four Emperors from time to time, while Klockdahl and Whitebeard of the Four Emperors escaped from the New World after a "friendly exchange".

"Humph!"

The loser does not lose the battle, and Klockdahl had no choice but to respond with a cold snort full of anger.

And Hawkeye Mihawk didn't pay much attention to Klockdahl, just looked at Galen, who was still a little dazed, and then said in a flat tone: "Go on." ”

"Continue?"

Galen was still a little dazed, and his curious, wary gaze never took his eyes off Klockdahl.

Mihawk, who had always been silent, didn't say much, but silently raised the black blade in his hand to Galen.

Galen, who was already proficient in the sparring business, also hurriedly raised his broadsword, waiting intently for Hawkeye's next move.

Klockdahl was completely left to the side by the two of them at once, and a feeling of embarrassment arose again.

But Hawkeye's next move immediately caught Crocodale's attention:

I saw that Mihawk's eyes became more and more determined and focused, and he looked at Galen as if he was looking at a life-and-death enemy who needed to fight to the death.

His aura gradually became stable, and his whole person was like a piece of steel constantly tempered in the invisible flame, and finally calcined a sharp and difficult divine sword in the gradually rising heat.

Immediately afterward, there was a surge on Mihawk's black blade, which was actually covered with another layer of pitch-black matter that had turned into substance, making the color of the blade even darker.

The corners of Klockdahl's mouth twitched, and he could certainly tell:

Unlike the warning slash just now, Hawkeye's slash this time was definitely full force and unsparing.

Klockdahl knew that if this sword with a domineering weapon attached to it slashed at his body, he would die on the spot nine times out of ten.

However, Hawkeye's target was not him, the Seven Martial Seas, but Galen, who had always been despised by him and had just crawled out of the poor countryside in the East China Sea.

Klockdahl was a little happy, but somehow he felt a sense of loss and surprise.

And Galen didn't have the heart to pay attention to Klockdahl's reaction at the moment, and his aura also became as calm as a rock with the gradually condensing sword momentum of Eagle Eye.

These days, not only has Hawkeye found the "strongest shield" to challenge his swordsmanship cultivation, but Galen has also benefited a lot from this sparring job:

In addition to Hawkeye's swordsmanship guidance to him, a "fake swordsman", in his spare time, the experience of blocking Hawkeye's attacks head-on again and again has also constantly tempered his nervous reaction speed and sharpened his sense of battle.

Eventually, Hawkeye's black knife slashed out.

Different from the huge power of opening the sky and breaking the sea before, this sword qi was slightly shrunk and condensed, but it contained an extremely terrifying momentum.

Klockdahl only glanced at it, and he had the illusion that he was going to be cut in two by it.

However, such a terrifying sword momentum disappeared without a trace in front of Galen's contrasting pale sword.

"Still can't do it..."

Hawkeye sighed softly, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more vigorous:

"There is nothing in the world that cannot be cut, but my sword blade is not strong enough!"

Galen, on the other hand, was like no one else, and he didn't even breathe in the slightest after receiving this slash.

Klockdahl was already stunned.

When he first read the news in the newspapers from the East China Sea that "Galen and Karp were fighting each other", Klockdahl just dismissed the story as a joke; After all, he himself is a man who "retreated from under Whitebeard", how could he not know Galen's routine.

But now...

He looked at Galen with a little more vigilance and awe.

At the same time, Klockdahl thought to himself:

Those intelligence officers who work in the community should teach a good lesson.