Chapter 17: The Pride of the Sword Hero
"It's funny, it's really powerful." Looking at Mihawk Yang Su, who was approaching him step by step, he was amazed. He felt the other party's indomitable sword intent, and at the moment when Mihawk's blade that was bound to cut through everything was about to pierce Yang Su, the dark night enveloped the entire sea at some point.
The blood-red moonlight shone on the sea, and as the field unfolded, Yang Su began to move seriously. The thick blood turned into hard spears to form a wall shield in front of Yang Su's body. Although it only lasted for a second, it was this second that gave Yang Su the opportunity to escape from the Hawkeye lock.
"It's so dangerous, I'm almost going to die once." The dimensional migration was launched and came to Mihawk's boat, Yang Su smiled and looked at Mihawk in mid-air, muttering in his mouth.
Mihawk in mid-air was not comfortable, and the sudden disappearance of the enemy after defending in front of him made his all-out offensive useless.
And at this time, Mihawk fell on the water. This is not the era of the Navy Six. In time, Mihawk, who is the world's No. 1 swordsman, will not use the moon step at this time. At this time, he could only swim when he fell into the sea.
And Mihawk, who was floating in the water, did not let his guard down at this time, although he had put the black knife night back behind his back. He had already felt the changes around him, and anyone could see that what was still sunny noon had suddenly turned into night. And looking at the strange blood moon in the sky, Mihawk was even more uneasy.
At some point, the sea water beside him turned bloody, and Mihawk did not panic and swam quickly towards his boat. You can't show your strength in the water. At this time, the enemy he had to face happened to be in his own boat.
Looking at Mihawk Yang Su who swam towards him, he smiled, and he felt that the enemy in front of him was very suitable to be his companion. Strong strength, strong belief, these Mihawk have. And it seems that Mihawk in front of him is also very interested in challenging the strong.
Even if the opponent is not a swordsman, as long as he thinks that the opponent is suitable to be his opponent, whether it is to pass the time or really want to challenge the enemy in front of him, he will not hesitate to swing the long knife in his hand.
"Interesting," controlling the blood to gather into a huge palm, Yang Su grabbed Mihawk into the air and said with a smile: "Hawkeye, Mihawk, you deserve to be called the world's number one swordsman." Standing at the pinnacle of kendo at a young age can be said to be very extraordinary. Do you want to be my companion and go to the new world divided by the emperor together. ”
"New World?" In response to Yang Su's words, Mihawk asked suspiciously, "Is the blood devil who killed the Celestial Dragon people actually interested in the treasure of Gord Roger?" ”
"No, I don't have any interest in treasure. Fighting against the best of the new world is what I'm all about. Let's go together, let's challenge together, those royal aunts, Kaido, and the whitebeard who is known as the world's first. They will eventually lose to us. ”
"Sorry" was grabbed by Yang Su's bloody palm in time, but Mihawk still refused after hearing Yang Su's invitation: "I'm not interested in sending him to death." In time, I was called the world's No. 1 swordsman by some people, but I still clearly knew the gap with those emperors. I'm not at the point where I'm free to roam in the new world. ”
"It's good to be self-aware, but you don't have to be too modest." Listening to Mihawk's words, Yang Su smiled and said: "There is a gap between us and the emperor, and now we can't even resist even the admiral of the navy." But will it be possible for our current strength to continue in the first half of this great voyage? ”
Although Mihawk rejected his proposal, Yang Su still persuaded him: "Only by constantly killing and fighting can you improve your strength." and combat experience. A leisurely life will only paralyze your nerves and make you farther and farther away from the path of the strong. ”
"I don't think it's too laid-back in the first half of the Great Voyage." In the face of Yang Su's persuasion, Mihawk still refused. The title of the world's No. 1 swordsman makes it possible for him to meet challengers on a regular basis. The sea pirates who are good at using swords all regard Mihawk as a thorn in their side.
People are such strange creatures, no matter what they are, at least if they are the first in the world, there will definitely be people fighting for them. Unless the person who received that title really stood at the pinnacle of this era like Whitebeard, the competition would never stop.
It is precisely because of the challenge of these pirates that Mihawk's heart is becoming more and more determined. The endless killing made him completely paralyzed by life and death.
Until recently, his challenges have gradually diminished, and one of them is that the number of people who have lost their lives to challenging him is increasing. There has never been a win or a tie. The fate of the world's No. 1 swordsman Mihawk has been maintained for a whole year. The reaction when people first heard that Mihawk was the world's No. 1 swordsman might have been that the guy was crazy, and as time went on, Mihawk proved that he was strong enough to dominate in this aspect of kendo.
Everyone has already decided that Mihawk is the first kendo person in the world now. Even in the future, all the young swordsmen took Mihawk as their goal of growth.
"Since you don't think those senseless killings are leisurely, I don't have much more to say." Listening to Mihawk's words, Yang Su felt helpless, he was able to convince the first companion he identified to join him. It's really a shame on the protagonist's face.
At this time, Mihawk, who was grasped by Yang Su's huge palm condensed by blood, once again pulled out the black knife behind him. He broke free of Yang Su's huge palm, and the momentum that was bound to cut everything appeared on Mihawk's body at once.
And looking at Mihawk Yang Su, who was pressing towards him step by step, he felt that his sweat was about to stay.
"It's really chilling." Staring at the Mihawk in front of him, Yang Su hurriedly dodged, and Yang Su, who had an immortal body in time, didn't want to waste the opportunity to resurrect casually.
Mihawk's attack was very powerful and terrifying, and the black knife at this time turned into a real pitch-black long knife, and under the effect of the domineering power of the armed color, he was enough to slash Yang Su's spirit through the blood mist.
"It's, a nasty feeling." At this time, Yang Su, who wanted to repeat the old trick, found that it was too late, and the pitch-black long knife had already penetrated his body.
Mihawk, who was gradually falling in front of him, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Yang Su's "corpse" in front of him, he sat on his seat and said weakly: "What a difficult guy, I almost lost." ”
Taking a breath, he felt that he had recovered a little, and Mihawk looked at Yang Su's "corpse" and said, "Strange power, but it can't stop my black knife after all." ”
"Hahaha~ Really?"