Chapter Twenty-Six: The Grandmaster of Swordsmanship
Mo Jing gasped violently,
Using three powerful moves in a row is a big burden for his physique that has not yet broken through D.
His eyes were fixed on the smoke and dust.
The set just now, which can be regarded as a deliberate calculation or unintentional, used his unique flowing water swordsmanship to hit the other party by surprise.
If you let the other party be prepared, it won't have such a good effect!
Of course, it won't have any effect now.
This man was the strongest swordsman he had ever seen in his life, so strong that it even surpassed his imagination.
Before today, he couldn't have imagined that pure swordsmanship could reach such a terrifying level that changed the world!
In the face of this guy, he couldn't even imagine the possibility of his own victory!
Suddenly, the smoke and dust seemed to be stirred up by a pair of big hands, and it was completely removed!
The domineering sword wind blows everything away!
On the shattered deck, Hawkeye still stood unscathed, but ......
Mo Jing looked at the huge black knife in his hand and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's the matter, is it worth being so happy just for me to pull out my weapon and treat it?"
Hawkeye's black knife pointed at Mo Jing, and that fierce aura almost tore him in half!
But Mo Jing didn't have the slightest cowardice at the moment, but became more and more warlike!
"yes, that's what excites me!" He happily admitted, and the long knife in his hand seemed to be resounding with his words.
"There's nothing more enjoyable than a real matchup!"
Hawkeye squeezed out a rare smile on his face: "My name is Jorakol Mihawk, and I will report your name." ”
"Mojing!"
Mo Jing held the knife in his right hand, shook slightly, and swooped up again!
The swords and swords and shadows are staggered, this time, he is no longer limited to Bayeduo's fierce and arrogant swordsmanship or his own lingering sword intent, and the two completely different swordsmanship seem to have a tendency to merge in him!
Mihawk also seemed to notice the rapid progress of Mo Jingshen, and the black knife twisted the wave light and sword light to pieces!
"I take back my words!" He said in a deep voice.
"You are indeed an opponent to be taken seriously!"
"So...... I guess you're ready to die! ”
After finishing speaking, the black knife was raised high, like an overlord slashing, and it was slashed from the middle gate in a dignified manner!
Unstoppable!
For a while, the speed was so fast that Mo Jing didn't have time to avoid it!
He let out a low shout, attacking for attacking!
- Since you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it!
As long as he doesn't get killed immediately, he can be healed with Initial Fire!
Phew!!
Blood Splash!
But Mo Jing's eyes seemed to be burning, he didn't retreat in the slightest, and the long knife in his hand frantically went against the black knife!
At this moment, there is only one thing left in his mind - he is going to kill the opponent in front of him! Do whatever it takes! By all means!
Offensive! Offensive! Constant attack!
Don't stop even if the black knife pierces your body!!
The flowing water turns into a fierce vortex, and the vortex turns into a sharp ice cube!
Bayedo's swordsmanship has been fully integrated into his system, and the soft waves contain a fierce killing power!
However...... Not enough, still not enough!
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"Soul Forging"!
"The Soul of Iron Wall Balu"!
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A "Medium Power Crystal" into his soul!
The power instantly breaks through to D!
For a moment, the sword light was so terrible that it seemed to be about to cut through the space!
However, it's still not enough!
Blood flew from Mo Jing's body!
There was a constant fire, reflecting his increasingly fanatical expression!
And Hawkeye, who was always that calm look, frowned slightly at most, as if he was puzzled by Mo Jing's strong recovery ability and the sudden surge of power.
However, Mo Jing didn't care about this, he knew that Hawkeye was still not using all his strength, or rather, the other party was fighting against him with his own strength and speed!
But he doesn't care!
He just wants to win! I just want to use my proud swordsmanship to win over the other party!!
Boom!
He stepped heavily on the plank, the water splashing on both sides, but magically followed his swordsmanship and joined his attack!
"Floating Sky and Moon"!
A phantom flew out, and was immediately slashed into mist by the black knife!
At the same time, a flash of sword light came from behind!
Eagle Eye raised his eyebrows and reflexively slashed back!
It's still a phantom!
Leap Slash...... Phantom!
Rush ...... Phantom!
Phantom, Phantom, Phantom......
Before he knew it, a thick mist surrounded him!
Hawkeye snorted coldly, slashed out a ring of sword qi, blowing away the surrounding mist, only to find that Mo Jing had stopped on a wooden board beside him at some point.
At this moment, he suddenly quieted down!
Water droplets fell down his sideburns, and the mist cut by the sword qi surrounded him like flowing clouds.
He made a strange gesture and took a deep breath, his gaze as if pulled from his memory, and looked gently at Mihawk.
"It's not in vain that I've been preparing for so long......" he said softly, "I'll use this trick to fight it out!" ”
The palm of his hand trembled slightly, and at this moment he seemed to be unable to hold the long knife in his hand anymore.
"Floating Sky and Sea, Water Cloud Town"!
Whew-
The sword moves, the clouds rise!
Mihawk's eyes widened instantly!
When I came back to my senses, I was already surrounded by billowing clouds!
Two lines of blood burst from his arm, and crimson blood flowed down.
"Good swordsmanship!" He couldn't help but exclaim, but then added:
"But it's a pity......"
The clouds and smoke formed by the sea fog quickly dissipated, and behind Mihawk, a blood-stained figure fell to his knees!
At his hand, the long knife that had been with him for a long time was broken in two.
At the moment just now, Hawkeye instinctively launched a slash forward that exceeded the current limit, not only cutting off Mo Jing's knife, but also cutting off him as a person.
Hawkeye slowly retracted his knife, looking at the mist around him, as if reminiscing about the blow, he turned to look at Mo Jing in a pool of blood, and left his final words:
"You're very good, and I'll be waiting for you in the position of the world's No. 1 swordsman...... Don't keep me waiting too long! ”
With that, he walked to his hexagonal galleon, sat back on his lonely throne, took one last look at the slowly sinking ship behind him, and left here.
Mo Jing fell to his knees on one knee, breathing hard, the initial fire erupting from the cracks in the wound, slowly repairing his body.
The amount of souls on the panel dropped rapidly, and soon outweighed the benefits of hunting the Klick Pirates.
But Mo Jing had a smile on his face.
He held the broken knife and slumped backwards, in a large font, on the floating plank, covering his eyes and enjoying the warm sea breeze.
There is no peace of mind.
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Name: Mo Jing
Age: 20
Race: Undead
Force: D
Min: D
Body: E
Brain: D
Soul Ability: Curse of Immortality
Skills: Soul Refining Lv50, Initial Fire Lv9, Swordsmanship Lv15 (Sword Master), Swimming Lv10, Shooting Lv1......
Traits: Dark Ring*1, Initial Fire, Water Rhythm, Deep Breath, Wild Instinct
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After a year of accumulation and the excitement of this battle, he finally crossed the threshold of swordsmanship Lv15 and stepped into the realm of swordsmanship grandmaster.
At this moment, countless swordsmanship collided and merged in his mind, extending towards a new path.
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The sun is slanting westward, and the Koi Fish, which has lost its way, finally returns to Mojing's side slowly,
Mo Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, wanted to sneer a few words, but when he saw that the five miscellaneous fish were all covered in bandages, and they looked like they had been beaten lightly, he still swallowed his words.
He lifted the survivor Ah Jin and jumped onto the boat.