Pirate: Demon General

Chapter 157 The scar on the back is the shame of the swordsman
"Promise me, one day either you or me will become the strongest swordsman in the world."

In the haze, Sauron's mind came up with the agreement made that month.

This time's battle was different from Luo Lan's previous sparring.

That time, Sauron just initiated the sparring because he wanted to see Luo Lan's strength.

But this time, he was facing Hawkeye, betting on the number one title in the world, he couldn't just lose here.

What he is carrying is not only his own dream, but also the dream of Kuina who has passed away.

Bumping forward, Sauron felt that not only the wound on his chest was hurting, but even the hideous wound on his back had burst open during the fierce battle before.

Blood was already oozing from his wound.

"I, absolutely cannot lose."

Sauron's face turned pale, and he slashed out the knife with all his strength.

Childhood promises, dreams of dead friends, he can't just stop here.

It's just that he, who was just at the peak of his momentum, couldn't even take advantage of the dagger that Hawkeye had.

Now that he is in pain, how can he do what he couldn't do just now.

Hawkeye just turned sideways slightly, and avoided Sauron's seemingly strenuous attack.

Looking at Sauron who was upside down on the ground, Hawkeye's eyes were touched.

He didn't pay much attention to Sauron's strength, but Hawkeye admired him for his perseverance.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything around him turned into black and white.

Opposite Hawkeye, Sauron was not discouraged, and continued to launch his attack.

Only this time, Sauron seemed to be putting all his eggs in one basket. He didn't intend to continue using that weak attack method, but chose to use his exclusive move.

"Mito stream--"

Holding double knives, Zoro carried the two knives behind his back, interlaced with the words Hedao on his lips.

At this moment, Sauron seemed to have lost his sense of pain, without any discomfort or pain.

Ferocious power erupted from his legs in an instant. After Sauron stirred up the yellow sand all over the sky, he rushed towards Hawkeye like a fired shell.

"Tiger hunt!"

With a roar, Sauron appeared in front of Hawkeye in the blink of an eye.

But the black and white picture didn't stop abruptly because of this trick, instead it continued to exist.

Opposite him, Hawkeye's gaze was still sharp, and the dagger in his hand stabbed out the moment Sauron came in front of him.

The target was still Sauron's chest, but this time, it was changed from the right to the left.

Another burst of blood coughed out from Sauron's mouth. The bright red blood stains broke the black and white picture, and everything returned to its original state.

"Zoro—"

Seeing this battle on the deck, Pengeles let out a roar instantly, and wanted to rush forward to support Sauron.

This is his comrade-in-arms, and he is also an excellent junior who he has watched grow up all the way. It is impossible for him to watch Sauron get hurt here and remain indifferent.

But his actions were obviously in vain, because before he jumped up from the deck, Luo Lan forcibly pressed Pengeles down.

Only Luo Lan knew that this was a transformation that Sauron had to go through, and it was also a battle that Sauron had been longing for all along, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Nami stood on the other side, not as excited as Pengeles, but she also covered her mouth, not daring to watch this scene.

Along the way, she also noticed Sauron's efforts, and also learned something about Sauron's dream from Luo Lan.

But when she saw that there was such a big gap between Sauron and that eagle eye, a sorrow suddenly emerged in her heart, a sorrow of weakness.

This feeling is as if I was facing Aaron back then, as if there was a mountain in front of me that I couldn't climb.

"Do you want to be pierced directly in the heart? Why don't you retreat?"

Hawkeye looked at the man in front of him, and there was a flash of surprise and shock in his eyes, which had always been the same.

"I do not know."

Blood was flowing from Sauron's mouth, and Hawkeye's dagger was still stuck in his chest, but Sauron looked at the sea and sky in the distance as if nothing had happened.

"I don't even know myself!"

"I just feel that even if I take a step back here, all the important agreements and vows so far will disappear, and I will never come back here again."

Sauron stated calmly, cold sweat also flowed all over his body, mixed with blood and dripping slowly.

"Yes, this is called defeat."

Hawkeye said slowly.

"Then I won't be able to retreat."

"Even if you die, you won't retreat?"

"Better dead."

Sauron's words once again amazed Hawkeye: "What a strong heart this is. Would you rather die than lose?"

Pull out the dagger and put it back in the small box around his neck.

"Boy, sign up."

Hawkeye watched Sauron seriously. At this moment, he officially recognized Sauron.

Sauron, on the other hand, grinned, stood still on the spot, assumed the posture of his most powerful move, and responded, "Roronoa Sauron."

"I will remember it, the long-lost powerhouse."

"Then, in order to show the etiquette of being a swordsman, I will use this world's strongest black knife to bury you in the sea."

At this moment, Hawkeye knew that the guy in front of him was not a small character that he could insult casually, but an excellent swordsman worthy of his full strength.

Continuing to fight Sauron with a dagger is not only an insult to an excellent swordsman, but also an insult to the swordsmanship that he has always adhered to.

"That's really grateful."

Sauron's momentum is also rising, he knows that this is the final showdown.

Just like when we sparred with Luo Lan back then, one move decided the outcome.

"Pull it out? Black Knife Night."

Pangles gasped for a moment, and became even more worried for Sauron.

As a navy, especially a swordsman, he has heard the legend of Hawkeye, especially the strongest black sword in the world, Ye.

Now that Sauron actually made Hawkeye pull out the knife for him, Pengeles didn't know whether to be happy for Sauron or worried about Sauron.

"Is this the number one black knife in the world?"

Luo Lan kept his gaze on Heidao Ye, then shook his head and refocused his gaze on the two of them.

This knife is indeed very strong, and you can feel the sharp sword intent just by looking at it, but this knife is not suitable for him.

"Is this the final blow? Is it the strongest in the world? Or death?"

Sauron was thinking to himself, and Hawkeye on the opposite side also started to move.

Without further ado, the final showdown begins.

Sauron quickly spun the two knives, forming an impenetrable sword curtain in front of him.

"Three Swords Technique-"

"Die!"

"Three thousand world!"

All the sounds are almost mixed together.

This confrontation is almost an instant thing.

Even before most people saw what happened, they saw the two exchanged positions, standing there back to back.

Then the next moment, Sauron suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees powerlessly.

The three famous knives also dropped from their hands one after another and fell straight to the ground.

"Losing!"

Sauron's eyes were a little gloomy, he looked down at the pool of blood he had coughed up, and then suddenly laughed.

will lose?Isn't this something that should have been expected long ago?
He wasn't Luo Lan's opponent back then, let alone facing Hawkeye, the world's number one swordsman.

Wouldn't it be enough to be able to demonstrate one's swordsmanship, kendo, and faith in front of Hawkeye?
Inserting the three famous knives back into the scabbard one by one, Sauron stood up slowly, stretched out his hands and looked straight at Hawkeye.

"What do you mean?"

Hawkeye was a little weird.

"The scars on the back are the shame of a swordsman!"

Sauron smiled very calmly, as if he was not the one who was about to face death.

"amazing!"

Hawkeye's eyes were full of admiration, and then he slashed without hesitation, and blood gushed out instantly.

(End of this chapter)