Chapter 128 I Am the Best Swordsman in the World, and I Am Bista.

No blood was spilled.

Mihawk also raised the blade and kept it in place.

"Pfft!"

A pillar of blood rose into the sky.

A long knife mark exploded from Shigetsuki Koushiro's shoulder to his waist.

Blood continued to seep out of the clothes, which directly made Shigetsuki Koushiro feel weak in his limbs.

The next moment, his whole body was kneeling directly on the floor tiles.

His eyes were blank, and his hands could no longer hold the blade.

""

Mihawk calmly swung the big knife, and the blood stains on it were thrown away.

Um?

Mihawk glanced to the side twice.

I found a strand of my hair falling down.

"Ahem, carrying the surname of Shuangyue clan on my back, I don't intend to fall down like this."

At this time, Shigetsuki Koushiro, who was already kneeling on the ground, stood up for some unknown reason.

It was like a flashback, even though it seemed like there was no way to fight anymore.

But at this time, he still acted bravely.

This look is most prevalent in Wano Country.

"You'd better lie down. This injury could kill you at any time."

"Don't think that I will hold back just because you are from Dressrosa!"

"I will cut down anyone who blocks me on this road."

Mihawk looked back at Shigetsuki Koushiro and spoke calmly without any mercy.

The road to a swordsman is like this. Once he wants to walk there, he needs to step on other people's corpses as stepping stones.

And this guy is surprisingly interesting!

Mihawk plans to have time to spar in the future.

"I am also a swordsman. How could I not have imagined the path to the top?"

"The position of the world's number one swordsman is pursued by everyone!"

Shigetsuki Koushiro's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he stood up slowly, leaning on Wado Yimonji.

As a swordsman, how could he hand over the world's number one throne to others so easily.

Although he has not fought for so many years, he is right in front of him now.

"I underestimated you!"

Mihawk's face looked much more serious.

For a swordsman with faith, how could he underestimate him?

Since that would show the most basic respect for this kind of swordsman.

"Hey!"

Shigetsuki Koushiro suddenly smiled.

Maybe he was laughing at his own small dreams.

Hedao Yiwen picked it up and pointed it at Hawkeye Mihawk again.

All the power in the body explodes!

Suddenly there was a burst of swords and swords in the arena.

These two people seemed to be crazy and didn't care about their surroundings.

One after another slashes were directed towards the auditorium, and countless people joining in the fun died among them.

Only then did they understand what Lei Ren meant when he said he was not strong enough.

It turns out that their small strength may mean that they are not even qualified to watch the battles of strong men.

Any aftermath of a battle like this could wipe them out.

Peng!

A sharp slash flew over.

After touching the barrier, it disappeared instantly.

When the people around him saw this, they all hid behind Bartolomeo.

They are also afraid of being accidentally injured like this, but if they don't watch this exciting battle, they will be really at a disadvantage.

"Didn't you already know the strength of this guy when you were in Donghai? Isn't it embarrassing to let this kid Lei Ren go up?"

"This is the battle that made Mihawk famous. I guess no one will remember this guy after the war."

Garp took two glances and basically knew what the outcome of this battle would be.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and the victory is basically one-sided.

This kind of thing can basically be seen by Garp at a glance.

On this stage, Shigetsuki Koushiro was completely pushed out by Lei Ren to support Mihawk's existence.

Use this as a springboard to push Hawkeye to higher ground.

"teacher"

A boy sitting next to him looked at Koushiro who was about to be defeated and squeezed his hands tightly.

Zoro now only regrets that he was born at the wrong time and that he has been pursuing the position of the world's number one swordsman.

Now he is not even qualified to be on this stage, so he can only sit and watch.

Feeling like this, Zoro wished he could grow up to ten years old and rush forward to fight Hawkeye.

"Huh, what's so scary about failure on the ocean? There are so many people who fail."

"Boy, when can you grow from failure, then you will be qualified to compete for the number one spot in the world."

"So if you are still worried about this or that, just stand back and don't let your teacher's blood splash on you."

Zefa glanced at Sauron and pinched the green-haired head.

This guy really doesn't know the dangers on the sea.

Like Karp's grandson, he kept shouting slogans.

But in fact, they don’t understand anything, and everyone is rushing towards that goal.

They just go with the flow and pursue that goal.

"RNM refunds the money, what a piece of shit, you actually dare to challenge Hawkeye, it's a shame that I treat you as a dark horse!"

"Hahahaha, Mihawk is a Shichibukai, you idiot would actually choose a guy with no name."

"Although the odds set by Dressrosa are not high, I still made a small profit."

"Idiot, go back to playing your pinball machine! This kind of real man's battle is not for you."

It was obvious that Shimotsuki Koshiro was carried away.

Even though he had an outburst at the end, he still couldn't resist Hawkeye's powerful attack.

Countless people kept cursing at Shimotsuki Koshiro who was carried away.

They originally thought that anyone who had the courage to challenge Hawkeye should be very capable.

But they didn't see the capable person, but saw this guy being carried away directly.

It was totally unexpected, but it seemed to be expected.

Koshiro had already said that he was not famous.

And Mihawk's victory had already been announced.

The host on the stage had long been accustomed to the death of someone in the arena.

When they came to the arena, basically everyone was ready to die.

After all, this is not a place to play house, this is a place for a life-and-death fight.

"Uh! It seems that our Mr. Koshiro is a little weak! He didn't last long in front of Master Mihawk."

"But do you think the battle will end here? Far from it. This battle will not stop until no one comes up to challenge. Next, we will rest for fifteen minutes and welcome the next challenger. Let's see who the next one is."

"Oh! This challenger has an interesting identity. This is a familiar identity to everyone. The captain of the fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Flower Sword, Vista, I guess I don't need to introduce him too much."

"So, today I will teach you a wisdom, all in! Master Mihawk is the eternal god and the world's number one swordsman."

The host used an exaggerated tone and made a worship gesture to Mihawk below.

This posture made Mihawk feel uncomfortable all over, as if countless bugs were crawling.

Mihawk hurriedly walked into the rest passage and prepared to rest for a while.

At least Leiren was still a human being, leaving him fifteen minutes of rest time after each battle.

"Vista? The captain of the Whitebeard Pirates."

"Damn, this is such a hard decision, Mihawk looks stronger."

"Hmph, that host is in the same group as Mihawk, so of course he has to praise Mihawk! Now that the Whitebeard Pirates are here, it must be the Whitebeard Pirates who win. Do you really think that Mihawk is so powerful that no one can stop him?"

"I think what you said makes sense, all in!"

"Hmph! Dressrosa's idea of ​​​​harvesting has failed, because we are much smarter than him."

The audience couldn't come to a conclusion for a while.

Both sides are very strong, but because Mihawk has already won a game, the odds are unexpectedly low.

And the arena can't let these guys think, fifteen minutes later.

Mihawk's figure appeared in the middle of the arena on time, still with that arrogant attitude.

The sharp eyes made people dare not look directly at him, and he looked at the opened passage calmly.

A sturdy man slowly walked out of the passage.

"Hehe! Fortunately, I came this time, otherwise the position of the world's number one swordsman would have been handed over to someone else."

"Dad is the strongest man in the world, so it is only natural that he should have another world's number one swordsman on his ship."

Vista held two swords in his hands and slowly walked in front of Mihawk.

He looked like a gentleman, pinching the two curved beards under his nose from time to time.

These words were much more arrogant than Hawkeye.

It was almost like saying that the position of the world's number one swordsman was in his pocket.

"The strongest man in the world? I was originally planning to ask for advice."

"Now there happens to be a member of the Whitebeard Pirates here!"

"Let me see how strong the Whitebeard Pirates are."

Mihawk pulled out the night behind him, and the jet-black blade made people envious.

After all, this knife is recognized as the strongest black knife in the world.

But in the hands of Hawkeye Mihawk, only by defeating this man can he take it away.

But!

So far, no one has been able to do this.

Mihawk was so powerful that he trampled all the swordsmen along the way.

"The battle begins!"

The host shouted with sweat on his face, holding the microphone.

Even though the two did not start fighting, the fierce momentum had scared him so much that he dared not speak.

Koshiro was fine before, why did he suddenly let the Whitebeard Pirates come on stage?

These guys are recognized monsters on the sea!

I don't know what terrible things will happen next.

Even if it is a terrible thing, it is better not to affect him.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

This time there was no so-called sword-drawing.

The moment the two heard the start, they rushed towards each other.

The blades in the hands of the two people swung into afterimages, and kept slashing at each other.

The flashes of swords and shadows kept flashing, and it became more and more difficult for people in the stands to see clearly.

This level of battle is no longer something they can see clearly.

But they still watched it with relish. Even if they didn't understand it, they could remember it and pretend to be cool when they went back.

As for the danger in the stands, they would be extremely honored to witness such a battle even if they died.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

If it was just a competition of sword skills.

Now is the time to truly show your strength.

The ground of the arena was riddled with holes after several slashes.

It no longer looked like before!

It was basically in ruins and full of potholes.

"Ha!"

Vista jumped down from the air, swinging his two swords in the air, and the surroundings seemed to be rolled up like roses.

The sword moves were sharp, and they went straight to Mihawk's vitals.

"Zheng!"

The black knife blocked in front of him, and the two people confronted each other.

The gravel under Mihawk's feet was directly blown away.

The terrifying impact force spread in all directions.

The water around the arena was constantly fluctuating.

The fish that were originally raised in it were now jumping violently.

"Bang!"

The venue couldn't hold on for the first time.

In an instant, several huge cracks appeared and spread in all directions.

"Hehe!"

Vista continued to exert pressure with the power in his hands.

The venue was already faintly shattered.

"Zheng!"

The black knife swung, and the huge force threw Vista out.

Mihawk did not stand still and wait for the opponent to attack. The black knife was aimed at Vista.

"Boom!"

An unprecedented huge slash burst out from the black knife.

This slash was several times larger than the one Mihawk had swung before.

It was obvious that this was Mihawk's full-strength attack, intending to completely end the battle.

"Come on!"

Vista's eyes were full of sharp light, and his two swords were crossed in front of him.

The armed color domineering continued to burst out, covering the blade in his hand completely.

Just waiting for Hawkeye's attack to come!

Just now he knew that this guy did not play his full strength.

Every time he swung the slash, he was reserved, but he didn't expect this guy to be so strong at full strength.

"Bang!"

The emerald green slash collided with the two swords.

The ground under Vista's feet instantly collapsed, and the whole person's face changed color.

Click!

The footsteps kept moving backwards!

The sweat on the forehead kept falling down.

The arms trembled constantly, and the pupils suddenly contracted.

It was obvious that this attack was more powerful than he expected.

"I am the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates. I can't resist the slash of a Shichibukai."

Vista roared, and used his strength to swing the slash into the sky.

This attack exploded faintly in the sky, and gradually dissipated.

"Great!"

Mihawk's mouth corners rose slightly. He already knew a lot about Vista's sword moves.

This guy is indeed an outstanding genius, and he does have some insights into swordsmanship.

It's just

a little weak.

Not as amazing as people brag about outside.

"Swoosh!"

A gust of wind rushed!

Mihawk's figure kept attacking.

In an instant, he came in front of Vista.

Without waiting for any action, he slashed down with a knife.

"Puff!"

The same formula!

But Vista's injury was much lighter than Koshiro's.

"Clang! Clang!"

Vista's two-handed swords were inserted into the field.

This game!

Hawkeye Mihawk won.

Many people had expected this!

They had already prepared for this result.

Especially Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, who was standing in the stands.

This man was the only one with the most complicated feelings.

Mihawk was greeted with warm cheers.

The cheers were getting louder and louder, and he was directly called the world's number one swordsman.

After all, these two wonderful battles were enough to stir up the sea for a while.

"It seems that the Whitebeard Pirates are really useless."

"As a veteran by Whitebeard's side, he is so miserable now."

Lei Ren sat on top, resting his head with one hand, and calmly watched Vista being carried away below.

It was just that the outsiders boasted well. Over the years, the Whitebeard Pirates had never experienced a few decent battles.

Since these guys became famous, they have probably been held high, only caring about enjoying the honor and hiding under the protection of Whitebeard, and even their strength can touch the floor tiles of the Four Emperors.

But with Whitebeard protecting them from the wind and rain, they really don't need to run around.

It just takes some effort to deal with small characters.

They have been wasting time for so many years!

Can these guys be saved?

Tsk tsk!

"Has the notice to Jinbe been sent out?"

Rairen looked to the side.

"Not yet! Originally, we planned to send the notice after the battle with Big Mom Pirates."

Shiranui Genma quickly responded.

He asked Nara Shikaku about this matter.

"No need to prepare! Send it directly! Whitebeard Pirates don't take it seriously to this extent."

"Fishman Island is of great use to me, let him lead Fishman Island to join us."

"If it doesn't work, wait until Big Mom is defeated, and declare war on the Nine Snake Pirates, Whitebeard Pirates, and Fishman Island at the same time!"

Rairen narrowed his eyes and said, his face full of bloody murderous intent.

He didn't take these three forces seriously at all.