The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

"tick~tick~"

On the deserted island, compared to the flat like a mirror three days ago, the deserted island is now full of potholes, and there are countless cracks, as if it has experienced the destruction of all the weapons in the world.

Mihawk blinked his dry eyes and went without food, water and sleep for three days and three nights, which made him feel weaker than ever before, especially when his body was constantly losing water.

At this moment, blood was dripping from his sleeves and the corners of his coat. This was his blood, and it was the only thing that made him feel wet.

The severe pain from the inside of the body made Mihawk a little puzzled, how did he still hold the knife tightly?

Maybe, don't want to lose?

Opposite him, the admiral of the navy was the same. Although he didn't bleed like him, he also had a lot of injuries on his body. He had long hair, and it was a bit uneven at this time.

Looking at the rising sun beside them, the two realized that the fourth day had come.

For the past three days, the battle between the two... Anyone who comes to a swordsman who has studied kendo for more than three years will feel that there are many mistakes and mistakes, and there is no subtlety in swordsmanship.

Both of them are the kind of fighting style that goes forward and only pursues the highest burst of power.

In this world, there has never been a sword stance that can guarantee both super high attack and perfect defense. Offense and defense are two ends of the scale. One end is heavy, and the other end is frivolous.

Take the middle equilibrium, but there is no achievement.

Skyler and Mihawk both chose the most explosive offense and gave up all defenses, which made their sword moves look extremely... superficial.

With the strength of each other, there is definitely a way to find each other's weaknesses and attack them.

But neither of them chose to do so, because they knew that the other party would attack themselves with the same extreme attack after all, and the strongest slashes they cut also became the strongest defenses.

"The fight is starting to get ugly."

"Do you want to change it?"

The two talked, Mihawk stood up straight again, holding the crossed black knife in both hands, Skyler raised his hands, and the left hand was a masterpiece of pearls bound with ghosts.

A short white blade, swaying in the air, like the tail of a poisonous scorpion, without the ultimate attack, but full of danger.

Since Mihawk's sharpness can't cut through Skyler, and Skyler's sharpness can't penetrate Mihawk, then... another way.

The two of them can fight for three days and three nights with ingenious, seemingly superficial, but extremely explosive attacks, but once they think about it, they can also show off the most exquisite sword moves in this sea.

Slash, sword power, black sword, domineering... After throwing everything away, the two are also the top swordsmen. They can use it, but they have never forgotten their swordsmanship.

The sword stances that made the windless sea area roar in chaos, each restrained.

"Is the battle over?"

In the Marin Vatican conference room, the fist-sized island that was originally reflected on the wall was now only the size of two fingers. It was not that the phone bug was moving, but that the island was shrinking.

For three days, the generals in the conference room have long been accustomed to the constantly bumpy perspective and the sea surface, but now that they have calmed down, the generals feel a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, even some generals are wondering, is the battle over? Another general shook his head and said, "No, just a few minutes ago, neither of the two's slashes fluctuated in the slightest."

For three days and three nights, the slashes of the two swordsmen have never weakened.

Every sword was the highest slash in kendo, one sword after another, and it never stopped, which made people wonder, are the two fighting people really human?

Is it really possible for humans to be so stable?

However, even if it is a machine, after such a high level of work, I am afraid it should fail, right?

"Come on, Karp is here, it won't be a big problem."

Sengoku clenched his fists and listened to the constant "Bah~ahah~" from the phone bug, and said, "Kapp, what's going on over there?"

"Bah~ahah~"

"Kapp...Kapp!"

"Sorry, Sengoku Marshal, Lieutenant General Garp... he fell asleep."

The phone bug suddenly heard Nurkic's voice, and Warring States frowned and asked, "Who is eating donuts?"

"It's Lieutenant General Garp."

"??? You didn't say... well..."

The sudden episode made the extremely tense atmosphere in the conference room suddenly stagnate, and then all the tension and pressure suddenly disappeared.

On the Zhanye Detachment warship, Nurkic watched helplessly as he fell asleep, but he picked up donuts one after another accurately and stuffed Garp into his mouth.

Fortunately, his superior hasn't been so outrageous. Bogart must be... very desolate, right?

Nurkic looked at the dog-headed warship parked next to the Zhanye Detachment warship. Adjutant Bogart had taken off his justice cape, a khaki straight suit, and a jacket... a lace apron.

Surrounded by all the cooking soldiers of the Zhanye Detachment and the Karp Detachment, they were working overtime to cook at this time. One team was responsible for the meals of other navies, and the other team... made donuts.

However, Nurkic just glanced at it, and then cast his eyes back to the gradually smaller island in the distance. He was also a little puzzled, why the swords of the two were restrained.

At this time, on the island, Mihawk and Skyler's swords were completely restrained, and only lingered on the edge of the blade. Above the two black knives, each was wrapped with a visible sword edge.

Mihawk's sword is like an emerald, Skyler's sword is like a ruby, and the three black knives for two people seem to be composed of two parts.

One part is the black substance that can swallow all the light, and the other part is the sword power that is condensed like expensive jewels, shining under the bath of the rising sun.

"Shock Slash!"

As soon as Skyler moved, Mihawk quickly swept his eyes to capture it, and he discovered that this was Skyler's favorite way to deal with swordsmanship.

Not swinging the knife, but closing the knife! Skyler, who rushed towards Mihawk, was not slashing, but closing the knife.

"Clang~"

Mihawk's cross black knife lifted up, blocking the last edge before closing the knife. Although there was only a trace of visible edge, it was extremely dangerous.

The two passed by in an instant, Mihawk blocked Skyler's sword style, but... it didn't end.

Skyler stopped his steps and jumped back quickly. The two knives were also unsheathed in an instant.

Mihawk received countless wrong messages in an instant, but... he saw the most accurate one.

In the blink of an eye, Skyler, who was originally behind him, came to Mihawk in an instant. The two black knives crossed and slashed Mihawk's chest.

"Double Slash!"

"Still unwilling to attack the enemy's back?"

Mihawk smiled. Although he had seen the precise result, he admired this kind of hostile attitude.

In front of Mihawk's horizontal blade, above the sword's edge, the emerald-textured sword stance slowly flowed and slashed.

"Ye~"

The two men touched their blades and retracted them instantly. Skyler was still talking about those messy possibilities, but Mihawk's golden eyes only saw one, the only correct possibility.

The two people facing each other turned their bodies. Mihawk turned around and drove the cross black sword to slash out. Skyler's double sword also turned around, and the sword shadow flickered.

"Flower of the Night!"

Skyler's eyes, formed by the slash, jumped, because Mihawk was actually faster than her.

Looking at the blade that was about to slash him, Skyler gritted his teeth, and his sword style changed instantly.

"The wind of the night!"

Skyler jumped high, looking at Mihawk, who was also following the change of sword style, slashed with both hands, and galloped again with a cross slash.

Seeing that countless slashes overlapped and slashed towards him, Mihawk also swept his eyes quickly, trying to find the weakness of Skyler's slash.

But... he can find the weak point of one layer of slashing, and even find two or three layers... But with so many overlapping slashes, he can't smash it perfectly.

Mihawk instantly slashed the black knife to the ground under his feet, and the black knife that was inexhaustible didn't hurt the ground the moment it touched the ground.

Instead, it became a fulcrum, Mihawk also jumped up lightly, and the sleeves slashed past, and instantly countless cuts appeared on the sleeves, but his body was not damaged in the slightest.

But again, his attack on Skyler stopped.

Skyler has no doubts about this scene. After all, if a great swordsman wants to cut, he can cut off anything. If he doesn't want to cut, even a piece of paper will not be damaged under the blade.

Although it is impossible, even if Mihawk didn't understand it before, it is normal to understand it today. With his talent, he can use the skills Skyler used once.

At that time, the sword stance was not enough. After all, Skyler's sword stance was closely related to her height, wingspan, and saber. Mihawk could use the skills, but he would not reproduce it.

"Boom~"

At this time, the slash that drilled into the ground suddenly caused an earthquake, and countless sand and stones exploded from the deep pit.

In the distance, I was thinking about whether to order the warship to push forward and get closer to Nurkic, who was watching the battle on the island.

"Cough~ ah?"

The waves driven by the earthquake caused the stabilized warship to rise and fall instantly, and Garp, who had escaped from the beach chair, suddenly choked on the doughnut in his mouth and woke up.

The body instinctively adjusted, standing firmly on the deck, reaching out and rubbing his eyes, his face was confused.

"It's not over yet?"

Looking at the scene on the distant island, Garp grumbled.

"Are you awake?"

The phone bug suddenly heard the strange voice of the Warring States period, and Garp was stunned for a moment, then nodded, but... the phone bug didn't face him...

In the conference room of the Navy Headquarters Building, Sengoku, who couldn't wait for a long time for a response, had blue veins on his forehead, wondering if this **** Garp had fallen asleep again, but he still said:

"Move the warship forward, it's completely invisible now."

"You put me in front of me..."

Garp responded subconsciously, but Sengoku interrupted him directly and said, "Don't you want to see more clearly?"

"Oh..." Karp smiled awkwardly, scratched the back of his head, looked at Nurkic, and said, "Leave the boat over to this old man!"

Nurkic nodded. In fact, after Karp arrived, the warship had already advanced a lot, but when Karp fell asleep last night, Nurkic and Bogart had to take their responsibilities and retreated the warship.

The engines of the two warships started and approached the island.

Garp moved his shoulders and came to the front of the deck, his hands raised.

In an instant, the powerful aura of armament flowed out of the body, forming an invisible wall in front of the two warships.

Nurkic's already shocking armed color, before Karp's armed color, always felt a bit... like a "youth version"?

"Yohooahah~ I remember it was just dawn? Why is it dark again?"

When Brook spoke, everyone felt a little strange. The sun was still rising, but why did it feel a little dark around?

Only Nurkic, who had been standing there, watching Karp, knew that it was Karp's domineering armed color, so powerful that a small area became a little dark armed domineering.

The slashes on the island are still scattered one after another, but the slashes hit Garp's armed domineering, but they were eliminated. If you want to fight against Garp's armed domineering, you must at least slash directly. OK!

"I'm sorry, I just woke up, I don't know the severity."

Cap Versailles' speech, and then everyone felt that the vision was bright again.

As the warship moved forward, Mihawk and Skyler fought for dozens of times again. Skyler had a bone-deep wound on his left shoulder, and Mihawk's left trapezius muscle was also pierced. and...

Short-blade White Fang, still staying there quietly.

And the ghost-binding silk connecting White Fang had already been severed.

The wounds of the two are only a minute away from the fatal point, but now the two of them are not changing their faces.

"I've seen through you."

Skyler, who was temporarily unable to make a move, began to spout trash talk. Ghost Bound Silk kept puncturing his left shoulder and left hand, sutured the wound, and bound his left hand and Obsidian.

Mihawk looked at Skyler, who was still smiling, and looked at White Fang who had just stabbed himself in the throat. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have taken his life. He also said with a smile:

"Femme fatale."

"Are you praising me?"

For Mihawk's trash talk, Skyler took it all in, and even showed a brighter smile.

Mihawk's eyelids twitched, and he said, "Aside from fighting, does your brain never run?"

This is a sincere word. During the battle, Skyler's thoughts were complicated, but clear. At the same time as his mouth was spouting garbage, he could also spout garbage.

This information processing speed is almost beyond the limits of human beings, and the requirements for brain power are extremely high. No matter how you look at it, it should not be the quality that Skyler has.

But Mihawk didn't know that it was Skyler's instinct to talk trash, and it didn't need to be processed by the brain at all.

Skyler proud face.jpg

However, after hearing Mihawk questioning his ingenuity, Skyler's eyes hidden behind his sunglasses gradually became dangerous.

"Silent Prison!"

Because the left hand was heavily entangled by the ghost-bound silk, the brilliance of the ghost-bound bead was also covered by the ghost-bound silk at this time, and it did not show half of it.

Quietly, the murderous intent is revealed!

"呲呲~"

One after another ghost-binding silk drilled out and shot towards the endless sky. Skyler didn't need the ghost-binding silk to fix it at all, and Mihawk couldn't be controlled by the ghost-binding silk.

She only needs... Mihawk to be entangled in half a minute!

The moment the ghost-binding silk emerged, Mihawk's pupils instantly enlarged a little, and then tightened.

Stepping out, he galloped towards Skyler, who was closing the knife, and the black knife in his hand also slashed instantly.

"Pfft~"

Several ghost-binding threads pierced Mihawk's body, but Mihawk's blade also came to Skyler.

Skyler, who had withdrawn the knife, did not draw the knife, but gritted his teeth and kicked!

"Instant Shadow Shattering Soul Strike!"

In an instant, the two extremely complex combined sword moves were reorganized again. From the understanding of the sword closing technique, the sword momentum driven by Skyler's sword moves did not turn jerky, but complemented each other.

"clang!"

Condensed the kicks of Skyler's strength and mind, and kicked the side of the blade of Hei Daoye, but the black blade continued to move forward without any wavering.

However, the direction did not waver, but the speed was stagnant, and the extra short time...

Enough for Skyler to draw the knife perfectly!

The black sword-Obsidian and the black sword-Gu Yuzuo were unsheathed in an instant, and went away to face the night of the black sword.

"You shouldn't let me finish swinging the knife."

Mihawk smiled, Skyler not to be outdone, and said, "You shouldn't let me finish the knife!"

The collision between the blade and the blade, the sword stance like emeralds and gems wrapped around the edge, also began to smoke at this moment, and then kept escaping. and cut off.

The escaping sword stance, disorderly formed one after another slash, cut off the surrounding ghosts, and flew farther away.

The strong wind blew, the sleeves of the two of them rattled, and Mihawk's top hat appeared with countless cuts, and then fell off. Skyler's sunglasses were also shattered, twisted, dropped, and finally carried away by the strong wind under such a close impact.

On the warship, Garp looked at this completely distorted vision and pursed his lips. If nothing else, this was what he judged to be Skyler's most powerful slash.

"It's really...it's too powerful, even the slashes formed by those scattered swords can slash down other great swordsmen, right?"

In the Marin Vado conference room, Stoloberg, who had just returned from the cruise and entered the conference room, saw this scene just as he adjusted to the thick smoke around him.

Even across the screen, that kind of slashing with the highest swordsmanship in kendo made him extremely shocked.

Hearing that, in the conference room, all the generals with swords fell silent, and they couldn't help but wonder if they could deal with these slashes that could only be called aftermath if they appeared on the island.

"Father, it's time for heat treatment."

Donghai, Shuangyue Village, Koushiro looked at Kosaburo and said, but Kosaburo just silently looked at the two sword embryos, on top of the sword embryos, there were a few small trachoma.

"They can't stand quenching and are destined to break."

Kosaburo suddenly sighed, looked up, but saw Koushiro's persistent eyes, those eyes that were usually smiling and invisible, now shining extremely brightly.

"Father, quench it!"

Kosaburo was speechless. He knew that his son's understanding of swords had actually surpassed him. Perhaps this son was not proficient in forging, but he also understood that these two swords were already abolished.

"why?"

"They can't become famous knives, not even qualified knives, but after so long forging, they deserve a chance, a chance to challenge the impossible.

Maybe after quenching, they will break, even if they are lucky, they can only become two knives that barely break, but...they deserve this chance. "

"Then... quench it!"

Kozaburo clamped the two sword embryos and placed them in the violently burning coke.

"呲呲呲~"

On the windless desert island where the wind was blowing wildly, the confrontation between the two continued, but the sound of the wind was gradually fading away.

Emeralds fade, gems dim.

The two of them swayed their coats with a squeaking noise, and at this time they gradually drooped.

"You must think..."

"Such a fight..."

"It's ugly."

In a word, the two finished speaking three times, and then retreated.

At the moment of separation, the two swordsmen reunited, but they could no longer control them. They also swore their invincible swordsmanship, and could not obediently wrap around the blade like they did just now.

The impact of the sword might seem terrifying, but it was the last unyielding cry after the two fell into a trough.

"It's really... it's endless!"

In the distance, Garp, who had an ugly face, slammed the guardrail hard, and then clenched his fists.

Obviously two people have reached the limit, so no one is willing to stop?

And himself, Garp gritted his teeth, knowing that as long as he took action, the battle between the two would stop, but why, just... can't move his legs? !

Looking at the two people in the distance, Garp's chest was constantly heaving and staggering, but he still stumbled and swung his knife towards each other.

"Clang~"

When the blade touched, Skyler's right hand Gu Yuzuo was directly knocked out, and the left hand obsidian did not let go because it was entangled by a ghost, but at this time, he couldn't move.

Because Mihawk's black knife had already landed on her left shoulder.

The left shoulder that was just sutured was cut in again, and the black blade was cut even deeper, and further down, it should be the heart!

"Boom~boom~boom~"

In an instant, the heartbeats of everyone watching the battle seemed to be synchronized, including Mihawk and Skyler.

"ta~"

A blood-soaked hand was raised and grasped the hilt of White Fang's knife.

"click~"

White Fang was pulled down by Skyler. Although it was not as good as the black knife, the same sharp blade cut off Mihawk's bones and kept going downwards.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The two knives seemed to beat, and that was... the sound of the heart.

The blade had already landed on the other's heart, and the movements of the two stopped, looking at each other, both of them had fanatical smiles on their faces.

"I suddenly felt that I still have a knife."

It was obvious that Mihawk only needed to move, or even let go, and he would die directly, but Skyler said with a smile, even though the blood kept pouring out of her body, her tone was determined.

Mihawk is the same, Skyler is obviously almost unable to stand still, just need to sink slightly, the white teeth clenched in her right hand will also slide down, cutting her own heart, but he also said firmly:

"I still have a knife, and it should be the same as you..."

"I want to try to slash with all my strength."

"Hahaha~"

"Hahaha~"

The two swordsmen, whose lives were in each other's hands, laughed.

"The world's greatest swordsman..."

"Let the world decide!"

Looking at each other, Mihawk raised the knife, Skyler pulled away, and two pillars of blood shot out from each of them.

"scoff~"

"scoff~"

At the same time, far away in Shuangyue Village in the East China Sea, two knives that were sure to break in Ko Saburo's eyes were burned red and then plunged into the water.

"Squeak~Squeak~"

In the pool, the liquid was churning, and the two knives made a harsh sound, but... father and son suddenly smiled.

"No break!"

"Clang~"

Kozaburō dropped the iron pliers in his hand and stood up. In an instant, he felt that his brain was empty, and three days of exhaustion surged up. He stumbled and fell headfirst.

Koushiro looked horrified and hugged Kosaburo.

"Pfft~"

Mihawk's eyes darkened and he could no longer stand still, but someone held his body.

"hu~hu~"

Mihawk breathed hard, and finally came over. He used his feet to stand up again, and he saw that Skyler, who had just supported him, rolled his eyes and was about to fall.

This time, Mihawk used his body to resist Skyler.

"Tap tap~"

There were dense, heavy, eager footsteps, followed by an angry voice.

"You two! What a fool!"

Who came and what he said after that, Mihawk didn't know, he fell into the most devoted dreamland since he was born.

"Crash~"

In the evening of the same day, copies of the World Economic News were distributed.

The news headline is "The World's Greatest Swordsman! ! ! , but the content... but only two photos.

The first photo was three days ago, when the two black swordsmen collided for the first time with their slashes. The angle of view from the bird's-eye view allowed people to clearly see the size of the island and the majesty of their slashes.

The second photo is a scene of two swordsmen pulling their blades out of each other's hearts. It is also a bird's-eye view, but... the island is the same size as an ordinary person's house, and it is full of pits, with countless sword marks and deep pits.

Apart from that, there is no other news, the entire news, not even a single word, not even the life and death of the two swordsmen.

"A newspaper at dusk? Interesting news again!"

On the Moby Dick, Whitebeard looked at the newsbird that had finally arrived, and murmured with no emotion on his face.

After Marco paid the money, read the headlines, and threw the news to the captains of the squadrons, he returned to Whitebeard with his father's share.

"The battle... is over."

Hearing this, Whitebeard squinted his eyes and looked at Marco, who was also not emotionally changed. He hesitated to reach for the newspaper, but soon, Whitebeard still took the newspaper.

"Whoo~"

After watching the news, Whitebeard let out a long sigh of relief. Leaning on the back of the seat, Marko asked, "Dad, who won?"

"The world's greatest swordsman has won."

"That is..."

"It's just success or failure, they don't care, do you care?"

"..."

Marko was silent, looking at Whitebeard, and suddenly remembered the time when the Whitebeard Pirates and the Roger Pirates met for a battle more than ten years ago, as if... I understand.

Malin Fando, in the conference room, the Warring States hung up the phone bug, looked at the surrounding generals with bright eyes, and said, "The rescue is back!"

"Wow~"

The conference room was suddenly noisy, and no one cared about the ownership of the world's largest swordsman. As long as the future of the navy was alive, it was more important than anything else.

Warring States also smiled, seeing Erlang's legs cocked aside, cutting his nails with nail clippers, but six of the ten fingers had bloodstained candidates, and nodded to him.

Porusalino put away the nail clippers, put his hands in his pockets, stood up, and said, "Yo~ my colleagues, the viewing of the movie is over here~ Where are you~"

Alabasta, rain.

Crocodile, who finally came downstairs, held a newspaper in his hand and looked at the photos with murderous aura.

on a hidden island.

"Hasn't today's newspaper been deciphered yet?"

"It seems that because the battle of the world's largest swordsman is over, it has just started to be issued. Please wait a moment, okay?"

In a mail room, many people surrounded the outside, and the inside was also full of people. The intelligence personnel responsible for deciphering the information dissemination of the World Economic News looked helpless.

But suddenly, the printing phone bug beside him moved, a piece of white paper was swallowed, and lines of text appeared on the other side.

"Result! The result is out!"

People began to discuss with excitement, and the voice swayed along the wind. In the distance, Dorag, who was enjoying the evening wind, clenched his fist tightly, his lips trembling constantly.

'One by one! Say the result is out! Then you say the result! ! ! ’

Beihai, a deserted island, in an abandoned warehouse.

In addition to Doflamingo, Torrepol, Diamanti, and Pica, at the meeting of the top officials of the Don Quixote family, there were also Rosannadi who had never participated in the meeting of the highest officials before.

"What does this news mean? Is that woman dead?"

Pika asked in a high-pitched voice, but no one answered him. Doflamingo looked gloomy and looked out the window. Rosannadi, who had been silent, was smoking one cigarette after another.

The half-burned black flamingo coat was thrown on the ground, but no one cared.

East China Sea, Frost Moon Village.

Kosaburo woke up and found two knives with knives installed beside him. His first reaction was to curl his lips.

"Bad tactics."

As he said that, he sat up, picked up two knives, and muttered to himself, "Go to the sea, this kind of rotten knives."

Standing up, he was about to walk towards the sea not far away. After walking out of the door, he walked back again, picked up the fishing rod, and wore the word He Daoyi around his waist. Nothing was left for the old man!"

With a fishing rod in one hand and two brand-new knives in the other, Kozaburō slowly walked towards the beach.

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

Kozaburo frowned and looked at the child who was wielding a bamboo sword and slashing at the stump.

"It's really noisy."

Going around the child, Kosaburo came to the beach and was about to throw the two knives out, but just as he raised them, he heard a voice.

"sunachi!"

There was no clear voice, it seemed to be a random shout when a person was struggling, but Kozaburō stopped and looked back at the child who also didn't know what he was shouting.

He seems to have seen this child, is it his son's student? It seemed that Guina had mentioned him too.

There is also his own son. When he told his son for the first time that this child looked like an old friend of his, his son hesitated and refused to say anything except that he was an orphan.

But Kosaburo was just in a trance for a moment, and he ignored the child. Compared with the child, the feeling of being hungry was more uncomfortable.

Kosaburo looked at the two knives in his hand, thought for a while, but just threw it on the ground at will, and sat down himself.

He pulled out the word Hedao, poked it on the ground, and muttered to himself: "Killing earthworms is also killing life..."

Close the knife, turn over the loose soil, and many earthworms that have been cut into small pieces appeared.

Hang the bait, cast the rod.

Kosaburo began to be silent, followed by noises, he became irritable, picked up his pipe, filled the tobacco, and started smoking.

"Little devil! Do you want me to teach you a trick? Stop messing around there!"

Finally, Kozaburō turned his head and roared impatiently, and Zoro turned his head back in confusion, looking at this old man who occasionally entered and exited the dojo, but never spoke.

After a second of reaction in his mind, he understood Kosaburo's words, nodded and said, "Okay! What kind of swordsmanship?! Is it more powerful than the swordsmanship of the world's largest swordsman?!"

"The world's greatest swordsman?"

Kosaburo looked puzzled, Zoro had a look of contempt on his face, ran to the side, picked up a newspaper, ran to Kosaburo's side, pointed to Mihawk in the first photo, and smiled.

But Kosaburo was more concerned about the second photo. After a few glances, he sighed and continued to look at the sea.

The joy on Zoro's face gradually subsided, and he became contemptuous again, and said, "Is it possible that your moves are not as good as the world's largest swordsman? That's right, otherwise you don't have to stay here."

Hearing this, Koushiro blew his beard and stared, "Humph! My moves are stronger than his!"

"What is that? Can you teach me?"

"That's a magic spell."

Kosaburo tried his best to squeeze out a trace of unpredictability, Zoro looked at Kosaburo's face, but didn't believe it.

"Come, read with me 'She-Mingzhi!'"

"She Mingzhi?"

"Yes! She Mingzhi! This is an uplifting spell!"

Zoro looked at Ko Saburo with a serious face, and said with a face of resistance, "I don't want to learn! It's too strange!"

Hearing this, Kosaburo ignored it and continued to look towards the sea. Zoro looked at the saber on Kosaburo's waist and the two knives thrown on the ground. Suddenly he didn't want to leave and asked:

"Compared to this, old man, were you a samurai in the past? I heard people in the dojo say that."

"Shut up quickly, the Navy will be attracted!"

"Why did you attract the navy?"

"I won't tell you~ stinky brat!"

"A little bit~"

Zoro stuck out his tongue, walked back, and said, "I really don't understand what you are stubborn, you stinky old man."

Kozaburō looked at Zoro's back, shook his head, did not speak, just thought Zoro would leave.

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

But... the noise got louder, and the veins on Kozaburō's forehead jumped, he waved at Zoro, and said, "Come here, stinky brat!"

"What are you doing?!"

Although his attitude was bad, Zoro walked over.

"Clap~"

The two knives suddenly landed in front of Zoro. Zoro looked at Kosaburo, then looked at the knives on the ground, and then lay on the ground without any image, and began to appreciate the two knives.

"Want it?"

After Kosaburo finished speaking, Zoro nodded frantically, Kosaburo smiled and said, "As long as you don't quarrel with me here, I will give you these two broken knives."

"But I have no money..."

Zoro was a little shy. He had no money and lived on pocket money given to him by Koushiro. Today, he even spent the money for dinner to buy the newspaper.

"It's said that it's a broken knife, and now I can only forge this kind of broken stuff."

Kosaburo didn't care, Zoro looked at the two brand new knives, and then he couldn't restrain his love for knives, so he picked up the knives and kept looking at them.

Zoro didn't have such a good eye, he just thought that these two knives were great, and he said casually: "These are all broken knives? What kind of good knives are they?!"

"A good sword?" Kosaburo looked at Zoro, and suddenly felt that the child was not so annoying, and said: "A good sword is a 'killing weapon'! It is a weapon that was made for beheading!

The knife maker made more and better knives so that it could plunder more lives.

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Kosaburo, who couldn't stop when he spoke, got Sauron to start talking about his views on knives when he still knew little about kendo. .

"Whoo~"

After talking a lot, Kosaburo finally stopped and took a deep breath, while Zoro couldn't wait to ask: "Old man, you said that you have forged a lot of knives, which one do you think is the best? "

"The best knife I've ever forged?"

Kosaburo smoked a cigarette and talked about the past.

"It was a knife I made when I was young, that knife...the best knife I've ever made in my life, it has a very serious temperament.

If it is a weak person, just holding it in his hand will be frightened and tremble!

I gave that knife... the title of 'King of Hell'! "

"King of Hell?! What a cool knife! One day, I will definitely get him!"

Zoro's eyes were full of stars, and Kosaburo also showed a smile and said, "If you really get him and fulfill one of my wishes, it will be treated as... the cost of forging a knife."

"What wish?"

Zoro looked at Kosaburo very seriously. It seemed that he really wanted to get the knife and then pay Kosaburo the average fee to forge the knife. He had no money, so... let this old man's wish come true!

Kozaburō looked at Zoro, but then he looked away, looked at the two people in the newspaper, and said, "Take this old man's knife and become the world's largest swordsman. Let this old man's knife become the world's largest swordsman. Swordsman's sword."

"Okay! I promise you!"

Zoro's unequivocal answer~www.NovelMTL.com~ Kosaburo didn't care, after all, the last news of the knife seems to be returning to Wano country, right? How could a child from the East China Sea go to Wano country?

"The fish is hooked."

Compared with Zoro's promise, Kozaburo cared more about the fish that bit the hook. Zoro stomped his feet angrily and said angrily: "Old man! I will find your king of hell! And become the world's largest swordsman!"

"Yuya~"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

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