Pirates of the Holy Light Sword

Chapter 150 The Great Swordsman's Bottleneck (1010 Begging for the First Order)
"What's wrong? Mihawk! Continue!"

Three days and three nights have passed since the sword fight between Wright and Mihawk.

The more Wright played, the more excited he was, and Mihawk also sensed Wright's progress, and he looked forward to it even more.

In three days, there was not a single protruding building near the duel place—it was good enough to be chopped into slag, and even more had been chopped into powder!

The thick ash powder filled all the cut marks on the ground, creating a plain!
Wright's suit had already been cut with countless wounds, and the rag-like suit had been thrown away by Wright, revealing his strong muscles.

Perfect, immaculate!
The world's greatest swordsman's slashes did not leave a single scar!
And the coat of justice...

Cough... With a heart of justice at Wright's level, the coat of justice won't even break, let alone drop it!

"..."

Mihawk took a breath, as strong as the world's number one swordsman, and also felt powerless against an unbeatable Xiaoqiang like Wright.

"I can see that you are now at a bottleneck—the high-intensity duels of the past few days have released your long-term accumulation."

Mihawk put Heidao Ye on his back: "Your ability is really suitable for training. According to your previous sword skills, you have no healing ability, and you can fight with me for half an hour at most!"

"Haha, that's true." Wright raised "Ash" and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look, then sighed: "As expected of the strongest black sword Ye, my 'Ash' has also benefited a lot!"

"Forged under such pressure, it is foreseeable that 'Ash' will smoothly enter the ranks of big swords in the near future."

"Wright, the current you may not be able to enter the realm of the great swordsman in a few months."

Mihawk now regards Wright as an opponent of the same level - an opponent of the same level of pure swordsmanship. In terms of comprehensive strength, Wright has already been able to fight Mihawk before.

Witnessing the birth of a great swordsman with his own eyes is undoubtedly one of the few things that makes him very excited for Mihawk, who has been a little bit cold since Shanks broke an arm.

"With your good words, now I just feel...there are countless insights that I want to burst out. If I continue to fight, it may delay the digestion and processing of these insights."

Wright solemnly performed a swordsman etiquette to Mihawk: "As a swordsman, I would like to thank you for your guidance and stop in time!"

Mihawk stepped aside, shook his head and said seriously: "You have a devout respect for swordsmanship and have powerful fruit abilities, but you are willing to use pure swordsmanship to fight me."

"You can improve so quickly, the bigger reason is your solid foundation - you just don't have a lot of pressure, and you can't turn your background into strength. I just play a role of pressure."

"I'm looking forward to you fighting me after you break through the realm of the Great Swordsman!"

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it too!"

"Okay, I haven't eaten for three days...Aren't you hungry?" Mihawk walked towards the castle, and the mighty Mr. Swordsman seemed a little vain.

"That said... it seems to be true. Being full of energy and being hungry are two different things." Wright followed up: "Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"The vegetables I planted...haven't watered for so long, it looks like they're all gone!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is meat!"

"...Go and cook by yourself!"

……

Having successfully won the meal of the world's number one swordsman, Wright, under Mihawk's shocking eyes, turned into a ray of golden light and sent it back to the Naval Headquarters office with satisfaction.

"Huh? I seem to have forgotten something..."

Wright, who was sitting on the large chair in the office, thought carefully for a while: "Oh! Those baboons! I was so excited to fight, I forgot to catch a few and came back..."

"Forget it, next time I go there, I will bring the Lightcast Beacon there. Presumably Mihawk won't object to me challenging (sao) against (rao) him at any time, right?"

After changing clothes, taking a shower and taking a good night's sleep to make up for the spirit lost in the battle with Mihawk, Wright came to the office of Sengoku.

"Yo! Warring States old man, I'm back!"

"Huh? Who did you fight with? Some soldiers saw you appearing in 'ragged clothes, bare chested'..."

Zhan Guo pushed the Toad Mirror, admiring the little bastard's deflated expression: "Don't you care about your image? This time it's so miserable?"

Wright's face is blue - which bastard reported it?Turn around and catch Shen Hai!

"cough……"

Wright coughed and said seriously: "Old Warring States, this is all caused by your information..."

"What 'a group of armed forces that are not weak'...it's a dead end!"

"Craigana Island, you can say it has armed forces... that is a group of baboons with super high IQs who have learned to use weapons like humans!"

"..."

Sengoku's jaw almost dropped: "The baboons...well, even if there is a problem with intelligence, it's not impossible for a baboon with a high IQ to understand. But a group of baboons made you like that?!"

"Of course not!"

Wright quickly corrected: "There is a tricky guy on the island, and the navy doesn't even know about it!"

"Who? The Navy should know?"

"The King's Shichibukai—the world's number one swordsman, Hawkeye, Joracle Mihawk! Shouldn't the navy know?"

"what!"

Warring States was shocked: "That guy Mihawk, even if he joins Shichibukai, he still ignores the world's ZF and navy...it's him!"

"Isn't this guy wandering around doing his own thing? How did he find a place to live?"

"Probably bored."

Wright took aim at the senbei on the Sengoku desk. The old man Karp is not here recently. The Sengoku old man has been a lot more presumptuous...

"This guy is growing his own vegetables, and his cooking skills are quite good."

After touching a few senbei in his hand, Wright started to bite.

"...You fought with that guy? He also invited you to dinner?"

Warring States said in disbelief—he knew how aloof that fellow Mihawk was, so it seemed that Wright must have been recognized by him.

"One game? Heh... three days and three nights!"

Wright freed up one hand and gestured for a number "three", and said helplessly, "If it wasn't for my strong resilience, I'm afraid I would not last half an hour under his hands with pure swordsmanship."

"The number one swordsman in the world is certainly not fabricated out of thin air. Mihawk's swordsmanship is recognized as powerful."

Zhan Guo nodded, and said with relief: "However, Wright, you can already compete with Mihawk with your swordsmanship alone. It's not easy. What gains?"

"Well...the pressure came very well this time."

Wright let out a long breath: "I'm applying for closed-door practice... er, just to meditate for a period of time without being disturbed by others."

"I think, I have already touched that threshold—the threshold leading to the realm of 'Great Swordsman'!"

"If I can step over that threshold, my combat power will reach a new level, and I will have the opportunity to improve at a high speed again!"

(End of this chapter)