Battle of Pirates Bear Roar

Drizzle.

Cool and cool.

Locke liked the rain very much. It dispelled the previous heat. The people in the square were almost excited enough and gradually dispersed.

"What should we do?" Aya carried the big hammer and held the shield tightly in her hand, alert to attacks from the surroundings.

Locke looked at the crowd and found a guy who didn't look like a good bird. "Grab his boat and go to sea."

Aiya hummed and seemed to be able to see people. She followed Locke and slowly left the square. The number of people around her was also decreasing.

Suddenly, Aya bumped into the bear's leg, stepped back and said, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

"We're being targeted," Locke replied.

Aya was very wary and stuck her head out to look forward.

Drizzle was falling on the street, and a man wearing a floral shirt and white trousers stood in front of him.

The golden eyes were as sharp as a blade, piercing deeply into people's hearts.

Aya took a step forward and said, "Hawkeye Mihawk."

At this time, Mihawk had not yet grown a short beard, looked extremely young, and did not have the black sword that symbolized the world's strongest sword on his back.

He hung one knife around his neck and the other on his waist, and said solemnly: "My name is Jorah Kormihawk, and I want to challenge you."

Mihawk is challenging powerful enemies everywhere to hone his sword skills.

When I came to Rogge Town, I also wanted to see if I could meet any famous swordsman.

Lockburn was not on his list.

That question made Mihawk remember it, which made him want to challenge.

A bear wielding a sword is a rare opponent.

"My name is Locke, and I accept your challenge." Locke held the hilt of the sword in his hand, "Aya, stand down."

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Aiya became anxious and shouted: "Don't rush to fight. The navy is still nearby. If you want to fight, leave here first."

"Aya, I say it again, stay out of the way."

Locke shouted.

Aya reluctantly backed away.

The wind was a bit cold, and a drop of rain fell from the eaves.

Locke pulled out the heavy sword from behind, kicked the ground with his feet, and his huge body tore through the rain curtain and appeared in front of Mihawk.

So quickly, Mihawk's pupils shrank, he took two quick steps back to distance himself, and the sword burst out like a silver rainbow.

This

The swords collided with a clear sound, and the air waves roared rapidly. Locke's light blue eyes lit up with excitement, and he exerted force with both arms, like hitting a baseball, and swung the heavy sword.

Mihawk cleverly retreated to avoid it, and was pleasantly surprised at what a violent swordsmanship this was.

As a first-rate swordsman, Mihawk has long since broken away from judging his enemies based on their moves, and only needs to clash their blades with each other.

Mihawk can understand from this what kind of mentality the other party has in wielding the sword.

For a person with weird thoughts, even if his moves are upright, he can detect the evil.

Like Locke, he goes straight and forward, defeating ten levels of violent swordsmanship with one force.

Mihawk hasn't been seen for a long time.

This is the Beast Sword.

"Okay," he praised loudly, and Locke's eyes could be seen shining with a calm and fanatical light through his golden eyes.

The bear standing before him seemed like a flame burning in the drizzle.

This flame aroused the fire deep in Mihawk's heart, and he rushed forward.

Dangdang

In a very short period of time, one man and one bear exchanged three moves, the sword wind surged and the sound was sharp.

For a time, even the drizzle was swept away and could not fall on this street.

Mihawk exhaled slowly and sheathed the knife.

Aya also exhaled, finally finishing the fight.

Before she could take a breath, a brilliant light burst out of her sight, as if green lightning was swung from Mihawk's hand.

"Locke" Aya exclaimed.

Locke growled and swung the heavy sword forward.

Boom.

Different from the crisp sound before, the epee broke into pieces.

There was a gash in Locke's abdominal armor, and blood spurted out.

Mihawk, who passed through him, really sheathed his sword.

The claws stopped on his cheek, and the strong wind scratched some skin, "Hey, why do you need to put away the knife? Such a small injury can be cured by spitting on me."

Mihawk said calmly: "I just want to learn your sword skills, but your sword is broken.

According to swordsman standards, if you lose, there is no need for me to continue fighting. "

"Don't be ridiculous. This heavy sword made by Aya is not strong. I haven't lost yet."

Locke shouted, his own brute strength combined with his indestructible claws is the real hard power.

The epee was just a prop that Locke thought looked cool and was worn on his back to look cool.

It's the same principle as Kaido transforming into a dragon form, and when encountering a truly powerful enemy, he still has to hit him one by one.

"I am the number one blacksmith in Waterwheel Village." Aya shouted unconvinced.

Locke bluntly pointed out: "There are only two blacksmiths in the village, one is you and the other is Uncle Sada. They are almost sixty. Are you embarrassed to compete with him?"

Aya said seriously: "Age is never a factor in the competition between blacksmiths."

Mihawk ignored it, he was satisfied and walked away directly.

He wants to go to the next place and challenge the next swordsman.

He has no interest in the One Piece treasure at all.

His dream is to become the strongest swordsman in the world.

Walking to the island west of Rogge Town, Mihawk saw his small boat and stopped and said, "How long will you continue to follow?"

Locke came over carelessly, "I heard a story. Roger, the Pirate King, once invited a friend to go on an adventure at sea, but he was rejected.

Many years later, the Pirate King was executed. The friend looked at the current situation of his former friend and felt very regretful.

If he had accepted the invitation from the Pirate King, his name would have been spread throughout the sea. "

Mihawk turned around and asked in confusion: "Why are you telling me this?"

"What I mean is if you accept my invitation to join my pirate group, maybe you can change something."

The dark claws stretched out, and Locke's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Speaking of navigators, is there anyone more suitable than Hawkeye?

This man took a boat and wandered around from the New World to the four seas.

If he were not proficient in navigation, he would have died long ago.

Mihawk turned his head calmly and said, "I'm not interested, I'm enough on my own."

Locke said shamelessly: "It's more fun if we all take risks together. How can we have a party by ourselves?"

Aya also joined in the persuasion, "Yes, I can sing and Locke can tell jokes. It's better than you sailing on the sea alone and wandering alone."

Mihawk still refused, jumped on his boat and said, "I'm used to it, you don't need to worry."

"Wait a minute," Aya shouted loudly, "Locke's heavy sword was made using thousand-year-old black iron and tempered for 49 to [-] days. It took me countless efforts to build it. If you broke it, can you justify not paying for it?"

Mihawk was different from his appearance. He had a very good temper. He said patiently: "In the battle between swordsmen, there will be sacrifices. If the heavy sword is broken, I can only say that Locke's domineering power is not as good as mine."

Locke rolled his eyes and said: "It doesn't matter if we don't lose money, let's take a smooth sailing boat to the Grand Line."

Mihawk did not refuse this request. He saw that these two guys did not have a boat to leave Rogge Town.