Age of Pirates

Isis caught the first sword, and she also caught the second sword.

The third sword, the fourth sword

Claes's sword moves became more and more complex and changeable. Douglas looked at the shaky Isis and then looked at Claes's moves. He felt a sense of déjà vu.

"By the way, no wonder it feels so familiar. It turns out it is like this."

With a murmur, Dougla shook his head and laughed. The current Kras looks very much like Sauron who will debut in a few years.

Sword moves can be complicated, but they will never be simple.

The more he looked at it, the more Dougla felt like it. Is this the path that every swordsman must take?

From simple to complex, and then from complex to simple.

Just as Dougla was thinking about some messy inferences in his mind, Maggie next to him sighed.

"Still defeated"

Hearing this, Douglas looked up and saw scars appearing on Isis' body again.

"I lost"

Isis didn't make any more moves because there was no need.

She is no match for Klass, at least not yet.

Claes sheathed his sword and stood up, looking at Isis: "Your swordsmanship also allowed me to see different possibilities. I gained a lot from this fight."

The two of them performed a sword salute and stepped back. Cheers rang out, cheering for Claes to win the first place in the swordsman realm in this swordsman competition.

"Everyone, next is an invitational battle between great swordsmen. If you want to fight, please come out."

Garcia took the stage and announced the rules. The battle between the great swordsmen will not be divided into one-on-one.

Those who want to fight can speak out; those who do not want to fight can refuse.

Most people's eyes were turned to Hawkeye Mihawk, who should be the challenger.

Time passed by, and the five people spoke up. Garcia saw this and was about to speak out to calm the atmosphere. At this time, a great swordsman moved and landed on the martial arts field.

"It's Lopez"

Many people’s eyes were shining, waiting for Lopez’s challenger.

Lopez stared at one spot and said in a calm tone: "Mihawk, let me see how big the gap is."

"boom"

The atmosphere suddenly became heated, and Mihawk stood up amid the noise.

With the black knife on his back, he moved and landed on the martial arts field.

His steps were neither hasty nor slow, and his expression was calm. Only his eyes, like a falcon, were extremely sharp.

"I hope you can hold on longer, otherwise it will be boring."

Proud? Very proud

However, the people watching the battle did not think this was a joke, but the truth.

This guy is really good at showing off.

Dougla pouted, wondering if he had to learn the art of pretending.

It seems that the strong men in this sea all have their own way of showing off.

In the martial arts arena, Lopez looked at Mihawk with a solemn expression.

"The great swordsmen gathered here now all want to challenge you. For the sake of fairness, how about you and I each use three swords?"

"Can"

Mihawk nodded to this proposal. It was normal for strong men of their level to fight for days and nights.

If the rest time is added, the swordsman competition will be extended again.

Lopez drew his sword, and his sword-drawing skills were simpler than those of Klass.

It seems like an ordinary move, but in the blink of an eye, it is extremely fast.

Mihawk held the black knife and refused to evade it.

When the blades collided, there was only a slight sound, but the people watching the battle felt their skins being stung.

The sword energy escaping from the two people swept away like an overwhelming flying needle, making people unable to help but retreat.

“What a sharp scent”

Lopez struck out again with his second sword. This sword was faster than the first sword just now.Love me e-book.25.

Mihawk still refused to evade and swung his knife again.

The second sword was blocked. Lopez took a few steps back and narrowed his eyes slightly as he gathered strength.

"The art of drawing the sword. Returning to the sword to cut."

The knife comes out like a mountain, thick and sharp.

With this knife, Lopez incorporated all his lifelong learning into it.

Techniques, artistic conception, and beliefs are all wrapped up in it.

Mihawk's eyes lit up when he saw such a move.

"Although there is an agreement of three moves per person, your sword needs a better move to match, doesn't it?"

Before he finished speaking, Mihawk swung his knife in advance this time. He wanted to see what would happen after his own knife collided with Lopez's knife.

The two people's artistic conceptions blended together, and each felt the essence of the other's move.

"boom"

The ground cracked and dust flew as the two people passed each other.

"呲"

Lopez's clothes had a tear on his chest, and a small cut caused the clothes to start staining with blood.

"A good move, hahahaha, it's really a good move."

Lopez put away the knife. He had lost, and he was convinced of the defeat. He had already sensed the gap with Mihawk's knife just now.

Mihawk also put away his knife and stood up, looking at the white-haired Lopez with a look of pity in his eyes.

This man's swordsmanship is really good, but it's a pity that he failed the exam.

"I have this battle today, and my wish has been fulfilled. Thank you for your advice."

After performing the sword salute, Lopez walked out, but the other great swordsmen remained silent.

The two of them had just collided for the last time, and they both felt it.

Lopez is strong, but he is old

And he

They looked at Mihawk with complicated expressions. He was well-deserved as the world's greatest swordsman.

"Mihawk, can we still fight?"

One person stood up and showed his eyes. Mihawk raised his head and glanced at him.

"come down"

Mihawk did not refuse. The fight with Lopez just now did not consume much energy.

Seeing another great swordsman coming down, cheers suddenly shook the sky.

"The throne high above, we are all looking up to."

Some older swordsmen sighed when they saw Mihawk holding the black sword again.

There are not many great swordsmen in this sea, but there are also many.

But there is only one person who can be pushed to the throne representing kendo.

The country of Wano was lonely, but more swordsmen emerged from the sea.

Every era can only have one representative figure.

In this era of swordsmanship, it belongs to Mihawk the Hawkeye.

"The road to becoming a great swordsman is still a bit long."

Claes, who was sitting cross-legged, clenched his fists subconsciously. The aura emanating from the swordsman's fight told him that this step would require a lot of effort and opportunity before he could take it.

After taking a deep breath to calm down his mind, Claes closed his eyes to rest and carefully felt the artistic conception of the swordsman's confrontation.

Isis is also closing her eyes. She can learn the sword moves and the artistic conception is rare.

During this observation, someone will definitely be greatly improved.

For some people, the only thing missing is this opportunity.

If you catch it, it will skyrocket.

If you don't catch it, you may be unable to take a step forward on this road in your life.

No one knows whether they will gain something or not. All they can do is to make themselves more likely to go on this path.