People in Pirates: My Devil Fruit Has Been Blackened

As a top-notch swordsman, Sauron turned his head and looked in his direction. His eyes did not fall on Bai Shan at first, but on the sword.

The plain and unpretentious Du Xiao had a dark purple aura lingering on it, and an ominous smell rose in Sauron's heart.

"Huh? Why does this sword look so familiar?"

Some doubts welled up in his heart, and Sauron raised his head.

"Baishan? Why are you here?"

The first time Sauron saw Baishan, he held the handle of the knife a little nervously. Although Sauron's strength had been greatly improved in two years, he still felt a little stressed when facing Baishan.

The main reason is that he knew Bai Shan before, when he was in East China Sea, Bai Shan took Hawkeye's sword forcefully in front of him.

In retrospect, Baishan was not necessarily much stronger than himself at that time.But with the passage of time and the next few contacts, Baishan's strength became more and more incomprehensible to him. In just a few months, Sauron had a feeling of unfathomable.

This speed of improvement is really terrifying. Although he has grown a lot in the past two years, he believes that Baishan has not been idle in the past two years.

Baishan must be stronger now.

Thinking of the fighting intent on Sauron's face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack, showing a bit of ferocity.

"Yo, Sauron, you're here, it's rare that you're the first to arrive!"

Feeling the fighting spirit, Bai Shan turned his head and saw Sauron at the door.

He casually put the wine glass in his hand on the bar and greeted him.

"Oh, yes, haven't they arrived yet? You clearly agreed to gather here today!"

Hearing Bai Shan's words, Sauron took his hand off the weapon and acted very relaxed.

He walked a few steps forward to the bar, poured himself a glass of beer, and then talked while drinking.

Although he can feel that Baishan's strength is vast and unfathomable, but the two years of practice have greatly improved Sauron's strength, and at the same time, he has the attitude of a strong man who can face any enemy.

No matter how strong Baishan is, he dares to draw his sword and fight against it. This is the swordsmanship of an indomitable swordsman.

As if influenced by Sauron's will, Muramasa, who was placed aside, suddenly moved, and pulled himself out of the sheath out of thin air.

The jet-black breath began to circulate on the blade.

Relying on the connection with Muramasa, Bai Shan can clearly feel that he is excited.

That fighting spirit was no worse than that from Sauron.

As a famous demon sword in history, Muramasa's growth can be said to have drunk the blood of countless kendo geniuses.

"It's a good knife!"

For Zoro's praise, Muramasa didn't seem to buy it.

The black mist lingering on the blade became more condensed.He prefers to drink and donate blood more than a compliment.

"Choke!"

With the soft sound of the sword coming out of its sheath, Baishan held Muramasa with his backhand, and slashed horizontally, just hitting Yan Mo in Sauron's hand.

When the blades collided, sparks splattered, and reflected in the flying sparks were two equally rebellious faces.

"Hey, let me tell you two, if you want to fight, then go out and fight, don't do any unpleasant things with me!"

"As you wish!"

The two looked at each other, put down their blades while laughing, drank a glass of beer, and then walked out with their shoulders crossed.

It was impossible to tell that it was the two guys who were about to use the knife.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the friendship between men is really incomprehensible."

"Three Swords, Ghost Slash!"

"Sword Qi Empty Mark!"

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the bar, Sauron's Demon Slash came out in an instant.

The three long knives are like the fangs of ghosts and gods.The momentum of the whole body is concentrated, and behind Sauron, it seems that there is really a ghost and a god that is about to move.

Compared to two years ago, the Sauron Demon Slash at this time is stronger and more powerful!
It's just that Bai Shan's expression remained unchanged in the face of this blow, and the sword was light and agile, like an antelope hanging horns, without any trace.

The sword in his hand moved without a trace, but the trajectory it crossed was as black as ink.

There is no momentum at all, and there is no external pressure.

Except for the ink marks left in mid-air, this sword is not magical at all. However, just such an ink mark collides with Sauron's Ghost Slash, but they cancel each other out silently, as if nothing happened.

At this moment, whether it was Sauron or Lei Li who had been hiding in the dark, they couldn't help being amazed. They didn't expect this kid to have come into contact with such a level in just two years.

The pitch black is not an ink mark at all, but a torn space!

The smile on his face was even bigger, and Sauron raised his sword and used the three-sword style swordsmanship, like a wild wind dancing, and the water couldn't get in.

It's not a big move, and it doesn't gather any momentum, but every move and every sword goes straight to Baishan to produce various vital points.

Such hand-to-hand combat is more dangerous than fighting each other with big moves. It tests the most basic basic skills of a swordsman, and it is also the origin of all moves.

It just so happens that this is Baishan's shortcoming. Baishan's swordsmanship is all obtained from the blackening of the system.

Although it is said that in the process of blackening the system, it also infused Baishan with the memory of practice.But in practice, experience and memory have little to do with each other.

Dealing with enemies weaker than oneself can be said to be cutting vegetables and cutting melons, but facing strong players of the same level, this shortcoming is revealed.

In terms of absolute strength, Baishan is stronger than Sauron, at least Baishan thinks so.

But in a pure swordsmanship competition, Baishan did lose.

Muramasa in his hand waved again and again, and every attack was blocked by Sauron's three-sword style.

However, Sauron's offensive blade can often scratch Baishan's body from unexpected angles.

Although with the blessing of the Prison-Suppressing God Body, Baishan's body is extremely strong, and the most serious injury was just a cut through the skin and bleeding, and he recovered in an instant.

But it is also enough to prove that, at least in terms of skills, Baishan has shortcomings.

"The stupid host doesn't even know basic swordsmanship. It's really disappointing! The host's basic swordsmanship has undergone a self-blackening and successfully evolved into: Li Ghost Swordsmanship!"

In an instant, a lot of experience and sword skills poured into Bai Shan's mind.And it's not just his brain, his body also seems to have gone through a lot of tempering. The village in his hand is like an extension of his limbs, without the slightest strangeness or barrier.

And with the infusion of experience, Bai Shan inevitably went into a trance.

"One Sword Style, Iai, Death, Lion Elegy!"

This saber light hit Bai Shan's chest!