It is difficult for a master of the same level of strength to distinguish the superior in a short period of time, even if he has been sparing no effort to do his best, it still ends up being a war of attrition.

The top combat power fights, and it is not the big move, but the physical strength.

"Hoo ......"

"I lost!"

With a smile, he looked at the black knife in front of him, kept panting for breath, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he lay down with his head up,

"Win...... Win? ”

Mihawk, who once thought that he might be defeated, looked at the smile lying on his back on the ground and muttered to himself a little strangely.

"Forehead ......"

After winning the match, a strong feeling of weakness spread throughout Mihawk's body, and the soft feeling of his legs made Mihawk almost fall to his knees on the field.

"Ding!"

But fortunately, when Mihawk almost fell to his knees, Mihawk used the black knife night pestle in his hand to the ground, so that he did not kneel.

Mihawk held the black knife night in his hand, and slowly walked in front of a smile with the only strength he had left.

"Whew~Whew~"

The other party closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

"The winner is decided! Congratulations to Mihawk for advancing to the Grand Finals, and let's cheer for Mihawk! As long as Mihawk defeats Princess Yamato, he has the qualification to compete with His Majesty Kaido, the strongest of our Zuan, as for whether Mihawk can defeat Princess Yamato and stand in front of our great king? Let's wait and see! ”

The voice of the host Lemmon sounded in front of the broadcast TV, although he did not come to the scene, but still insisted on sitting on the live broadcast of the game, in his office, watching the live broadcast while explaining to the audience.

"Our final will be held tomorrow morning at the Arena of Flowers, so I hope you can watch it on time! Next, we will replay the wonderful moments of the competition for you. ”

After Lemon finished speaking, everything on the TV began to play on a loop, the wonderful moment in the Zuan Strongest Challenge.

"Win!"

Mihawk sat on the Dragon Island, which was only one-fifth the size of the building, waiting for the arrival of the staff, who had no strength to move anyway.

"Thank you, Mr. Mihawk, we will hold the grand finale tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning in the City of Flowers, and you still have a total of twenty hours to prepare, and we have prepared delicious food for you, as well as a change of clothes and a comfortable room."

After a while, the staff of the Zuan Strongest Challenge drove the boat to the Dragon Island, which was only one-fifth the size, and said to Mihawk.

“……”

"Good!"

Mihawk frowned slightly when he heard that the game was going to be held tomorrow morning, and then let go and nodded lightly to the staff.

"Okay, then come with us!"

The staff gestured to Mihawk and motioned for Mihawk to come on board.

"Hmm!"

Mihawk nodded after seeing Yixiao being carried on a stretcher by four or five staff members and carried to the boat, and walked towards the rescue boat.

"Suck and slip~"

Once on board, Mihawk made himself a cup of coffee and drank it in large gulps, adding a lot of sugar cubes to it to replenish his strength.

"It's the fifteenth today?"

Mihawk sat on the plush sofa in the cabin, looking at the dates displayed on the calendar hanging across from him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is no mistake

"That's right, it's been nine full days since you fought Mr. Smile!"

The attendant replied with a smile at Mihawk.

"It's been eleven days?!"

Mihawk gently stroked his lower abdomen, no wonder he felt like his stomach was empty, he hadn't eaten in eleven days.

"Are you going to eat first?" Or do you want to rinse it first? ”

The service staff looked at Mihawk, who was touching his lower abdomen, and asked softly.

"Let's go eat directly!"

Mihawk didn't want to answer directly, hungry is the enemy of a warrior, and a warrior must not let himself go hungry, because if he is hungry, he will not be able to use his strength at all.

"Okay Mr. Mihawk, by the way, we don't have a huge bath on board, but we do have a simple shower, and if you need a simple rinse, I think our ship can still provide service."

The service staff looked at Mihawk, who was covered in tatters and dirt, as if he had thought of something, and proposed.

"Can you rinse it off?"

"If you could, it would be great."

Mihawk nodded lightly at the attendant, he really wanted to rinse himself up.

"Please come with me! The bathroom is here! ”

The attendant nodded at Mihawk, and then opened a small door in the middle of the room for Mihawk, revealing the appearance of a bathroom.

"Tons and tons of ......"

Mihawk drank the coffee from his cup and walked through the small door opened by the attendant.

The bathroom on board is not large, and you can only shower while standing, but you can only have a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, shower gel, razor, soap, etc.

"Got it~"

Mihawk closed the bathroom door with his backhand, looked at himself in the mirror with slightly long hair and unshaven beard, and raised his eyebrows slightly, although it looked a little vicissitudes but still handsome.

"Whew~"

Removing his clothes and putting them on the hanger, revealing his muscular body, Mihawk let out a breath of cloudy air into the shower, then opened the sluice gates and rinsed them off.

The warm stream of water washed over Mihawk's body, as if to wash away all the stains and fatigue on Mihawk's body, and gave him the strength to recall the battle between him and Yixiao.

"It always feels weird?!"

Mihawk picked up the shampoo and squeezed some shampoo out of it, then applied it to his hair, rubbing it constantly.

He recalled his battle with Yixiao, and found some doubts, he always felt that Yixiao did not use all his strength, and the degree of continuous fighting for a week should not have reached the limit of Yixiao, Yixiao seemed to be calculating something while fighting, but he had almost reached the physiological limit after fighting for a week, and he was still a little uncomfortable and inexperienced in the first battle with a master of the same level.

But this is also a helpless thing, it is too difficult to find a master of the same level to compete, he has been drifting in the whole sea for so long, but he has only found a person who is also a teacher and friend, his name is Red-haired Shanks.

As for people like Yixiao who can usually fight Barrett of the same level, there are very few people in this sea, except for Zu'an, who has such a strong reserve, only the Navy Headquarters, and even every top combat power in the Navy Headquarters is usually very busy except for Karp, and there is very little time to fight.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Huh?"

Just as Mihawk continued to think, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Pak~"

Mihawk turned off the shower and turned to look out the door.

"Who?"

Mihawk looked at the closed door and asked softly, because it was on the ship, and because of the physical and mental exhaustion, he didn't want to waste his physical strength.

"It's me! I've prepared a change of clothes for you to put on a hanger in the small cubicle outside the door, so you can change into them after washing. ”

Outside the door came the voice of the waiter who had received him before.

"Okay!"

Mihawk replied softly, and continued to rinse.

After a short time, Mihawk came to the mirror after taking a shower, and he gently wiped the mist off the mirror with his hand, and then picked up a razor and carefully repaired his chin.

"Hmm...... Not bad. ”

Mihawk looked at the knife-perfect face in the mirror and nodded slightly, then turned on the faucet and rinsed his face.

"Whew~"

After playing with his appearance, Mihawk picked up a towel and wiped his shoulder-length hair, which he hadn't cut since he had left for Zaun from the park.

Mihawk casually combed his hair, then pulled a rubber band out of the drawer in front of him.

“……”

After a brief silence, Mihawk combed his hair into a ponytail and put a rubber band on it.

"Got it~

Then he opened the bathroom door, picked up the clothes that he had used to change outside, and looked at it gently.

This is a standard Zuan kimono, but this is also normal, most of the time the people of Zuan either wear yukata or kimono, so it is normal to give him a kimono here.

"Mr. Mihawk is very handsome!"

After putting on the kimono, Mihawk sat back on the sofa where he was sitting on his slippers, and the service staff looked at Mihawk who had been carefully cared for for a moment, and then smiled and praised.

"It's okay."

Mihawk nodded modestly, he also thought that he was very handsome, and it was normal for men to think that they were handsome, especially strong men.

"Ah~comfortable~"

In the other room, a smile that had already 'fainted' had just come out of the bathroom.

"This pastry is a little sweet~"

Smiled and ate the pastries on his table, frowned slightly, and then ate the pastries without any leftovers, although it was a little sweeter, but it did not affect his hungry stomach at this time.

"Next is a half-month break, and then the restoration work of Dragon Island, or just throw the current island out of Zu'an! It's good to find an island about the same size from overseas and move it over. ”

A smile kept marking the three-dimensional map in front of him, and he smiled that he couldn't see anything, but he could also view this three-dimensional map like a normal person by relying on his extraordinary sight and hearing.

"I don't know how far Mihawk guy can recover in twenty hours? Although Mr. Kaido said that I should beat the other party to the point where I can't hold a knife, this is really a bit unrealistic, and if it really gets to that point, I should win, right? In this case, Princess Yamato will not have a chance to fight each other! ”

Smile sat in the chair and rubbed his chin while thinking.