"You're leaving?"

Galen's face changed slightly.

"Of course."

Mihawk only glanced at Galen with a sharp gaze, and seemed to see through his whole person:

"I'm not interested in getting involved in the grudge between you and the sand crocodile."

"You..."

Galen couldn't help but smile awkwardly:

"You're not going to practice swordsmanship anymore?"

Mihawk was silent for a moment, and then sighed softly:

"Your fruit power is indeed peculiar."

"I admit that I have broken my limits a little bit these days, but I am still helpless against your sword move."

"That..."

Galen opened his mouth to persuade Hawkeye to stay, but Mihawk immediately continued:

"So, that's enough."

Mihawk's eagle-like sharp pupils burst out with a high-spirited fighting spirit, a fearless pride:

"Knowing that there are still things in this world that I can't cut, that's enough."

Mihawk had stood at the pinnacle of swordsmanship for so many years that he had almost forgotten what it felt like to be blocked by someone.

And his swordsmanship also stagnated because of this, stopping at the highest peak known to mankind.

After knowing that there is still the "strongest shield" in the world that is difficult to destroy, Hawkeye's "strongest spear" can also be sharpened.

Mihawk said to Galen again:

"I'll come back to you."

"When the time comes, I will definitely cut your great sword."

"Haha..."

Galen laughed dryly, and then said as if joking:

"Aren't you worried that when you come back to me, I'll have been thrown into the harbor in the rain to feed the fish?"

It seems that because he has found something of interest, Mihawk, who has always been as cold as a sword, has also become a little talkative.

After hearing Galen's words, Mihawk said indifferently:

"If you don't even have the ability to protect yourself from the sand crocodile, I'm afraid you won't dare to come here from the East China Sea."

Galen nodded slightly, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

Judging from the combat performance of Klockdahl in his memory, he really didn't have to be afraid of the sand crocodile who couldn't be domineering and could splash water with fruit ability.

"And..."

Mihawk glanced coldly at Galen again:

"After I'm gone, you're not allowed to escape."

"If you don't even have the courage to swing your sword at the strong, then living is a waste of your ability, and it is an insult to my expectations of you."

Mihawk's voice had a faint killing intent in it, and his eyes became intimidating:

"What I've taught you these days, remember?"

"Remember, remember!"

Galen nodded busily.

It was Hawkeye Mihawk's swordsmanship instruction, and he naturally remembered it as a treasure, and it was recorded in the same notebook as Professor Karp's "Shaving" and "Moon Steps".

The martial arts cheats in the world of pirates were born from Galen's hands.

I don't know for what reason, after seeing the true swordsmanship cultivation of the "One Dao Sword Hero" Galen, not only did he not cut him into pieces in annoyance and anger, but took the initiative to pass on all the flying slashing skills that the swordsman could use and some swordsmanship theories he summarized to Galen.

Galen's physical strength has caught up with the realm of ordinary swordsmen, and after the guidance of Eagle Eye, he has mastered the skill of flying and slashing in just a few days, and can cut out the fierce sword qi that can split gold and broken stones without relying on system skills.

Galen never understood Hawkeye's intentions, but was grateful for his kindness.

At this parting moment, Galen finally said from the bottom of his heart respectfully: "Thank you!" ”

"Don't thank me."

Hawkeye categorically rejected Galen's thanks, and the coldness in his voice did not melt at all:

"You're not worthy of your name, you're just a third-rate person who has become famous by relying on his fruit ability."

"What I hate the most in my life is a swordsman like you who relies on the ability of the fruit and forgets the blade itself!"

Hawkeye's words were very sharp, and the cold tone made Galen feel the urge to turn around and run away.

"But..."

Mihawk sighed softly again:

"I really didn't expect that there would be a devil fruit like you in the world."

"Unparalleled control over the blade of the sword, an ability that countless great swordsmen also dream of."

To cut people is to cut people, and kendo is not so mysterious.

The story of a certain great swordsman who had an epiphany in his mind and was invincible in the world with swordsmanship has never been just a story.

And what kind of sword intent, sword soul, sword spirit and the like are just the products of the imagination of some good deeds.

Most of the people who tell these fantasy stories are not swordsmen.

The power of swordsmanship plays a decisive role in nothing more than the swordsman's own strength base and the swordsman's precise control of strength.

One's own strength can be continuously improved through arduous cultivation, and what is even more difficult is the control of one's own strength.

Have enough control to grasp the form and power of the slash.

And the person who can give full play to the form and power of the slash is the great swordsman that people need to look up to.

At first, Dusty paid more attention to Galen's bizarre ability that every sword must hit, and what moved Hawkeye Mihawk was Galen's control of power.

Because of the digitization of the body, Galen is like an extremely sophisticated instrument, able to accurately control the output between 0 and the threshold.

Shoot with all your might, you can open the mountain and gravel; Careful control, but also without harm.

This is nothing in the eyes of Galen, who is accustomed to this kind of control, but in the eyes of the great sword Haomi Hawk, it is as powerful as a cow.

Hawkeye has been practicing kendo for many years, and after countless battles and the pain of cultivation, he has developed this absolute control to reach the pinnacle;

And Galen, a half-hung swordsman, relied on the so-called fruit ability to have such an ability at the end of the day.

"This is the most suitable Devil Fruit for swordsmen, and it is an ability that countless swordsmen dream of!"

Hawkeye exclaimed directly in front of Galen:

"As long as you practice swordsmanship with your heart, becoming a great swordsman that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve is just a matter of course."

"Don't waste it!"

Mihawk's eyes were full of anticipation, and he finally said his true purpose:

"I taught you kendo so that you can use your talent as much as possible!"

"Hurry up and grow up, and..."

A flash of fire flashed in Mihawk's amber pupils, a passion he hadn't burned in a long time:

"Be my opponent!!"

Galen, who was complacent just after mastering the flying slash, never expected that Hawkeye would have such high expectations for him.

"I..."

Galen's voice swirled in his throat, but a surge of pride burned in his chest.

Different from the previous pretense, Galen shouted three big words in the most authentic voice:

"I will!"

"I hope so."

After mobilizing Galen's emotions, Hawkeye himself quickly returned to his usual ice-like indifference.

He pressed the brim of his hat lightly and turned slowly, looking back and leaving a sharp look that struck the heart:

"Otherwise..."

"I'll kill you with my own hands."

As he spoke, Hawkeye finally took a step to leave, leaving Galen and the others with a dashing and domineering back.

It's like an eagle spreading its wings to return to the sky, and people can only look up from the ground.

.............................................................

Rain Banquet Casino, the office of Klockdahl.

"Hawkeye is gone."

Robin dutifully reported the latest information to his boss:

"It seems that the Lord of the Seven Martial Seas doesn't want to get involved in the grudge between us and Galen."

"Yes."

Klockdahl nodded lightly and stopped talking, and the thick cigar smoke that kept puffing out of his mouth was a secret expression of his still gloomy mood.

Robin frowned slightly, and asked with some puzzlement:

"You seem to be a little upset?"

Klockdahl was silent.

Robin, who has always been able to read people's hearts, suddenly couldn't read the boss's mind, which made her feel a little less secure when she had been under the fence.

So, Robin said tentatively:

"The other party's biggest reliance is gone, do we still need to negotiate terms with him?"

Robin is well aware of Klockdahl's character:

Greedy, tyrannical, and self-conscious.

For him, sitting down at the negotiating table with an opponent to negotiate terms is in itself an unbearable humiliation;

"I want them all" is his consistent style.

Klockdahl still didn't speak, his mind just recalling the grand scene of Hawkeye and Galen's sword training before.

Then, with a gloomy expression, Klockdahl said:

"Let's talk about it first..."