The low-key king of pirates

Chapter 159
"Actually, I didn't intend to be an enemy of the navy at first."

"Unknowingly embarked on the road of rebellion, what a ghost!"

Looking back on it now, Green feels like a world away.

"What is the boss going to do now?" Sander looked at the emotional Green and asked.

"Enjoy life. I've been too tired these years, and I need to take a break." Green planned to indulge himself.

Shortly thereafter, the black submarine landed on the deserted island again.

Sure enough, Hawkeye arrived again as promised, and the sword intent on his body disappeared.

"It seems that this year, you have become stronger!" Green looked at Hawkeye with complicated and inexplicable eyes.

"Compared to you, my progress is probably nothing, right?"

"Seeing you this time, I feel a dangerous breath from you!"

Hawkeye was also sizing up Green carefully, and while shocked in his heart, he also looked dignified.

"After this discussion, let's change the agreement, let's compete every three years!" Green's tone was not negotiable, but unquestionable.

Facing Hawkeye, an opponent who had been unsurpassed before, Green is now as calm as water.

"That's it, okay!" Hawkeye was taken aback for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

Green didn't hide this time because he no longer had a sniper rifle.

Pulling out the blue knife at his waist sideways, Green had a smile on his face.

"What are you?" Hawkeye's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood.

Zheng!
A blue horse streaked across Hawkeye's brow, and Hawkeye pulled out the black knife to block it.

The two weapons were handed over together, a seemingly ordinary confrontation, the impact after the collision caused the sand and dust under their feet to explode, rolling up smoke and dust in the sky.

"Good strength!" Although Hawkeye was a little careless, he did not expect that the power emanating from Green's sword was so amazing.

"Hehe!" Green chuckled twice, as if it was a matter of course.

He is no longer the talent of the past. With so many transformations of devil fruits, Green's talent has reached the level of an ordinary genius.

In addition to practicing diligently every day, the strength of the whole body is no less than that of ordinary strong people.

Green's knowledge is obtained from Hawkeye, so the swordsmanship moves are no longer limited to one move, and they are completely arbitrary.

The blue sword energy and the black sword light intertwined and intertwined, passing by the two of them shoulder to shoulder.

After dozens of tricks, Hawkeye couldn't help being surprised.

He actually felt a sense of aggrieved being restrained everywhere. The opponent seemed to be in a higher realm than him, and he clearly grasped his intention to strike the sword.

"It seems that everyone in the world has underestimated you. It turns out that you didn't even use your full strength when the red dog chased you!" Hawkeye swung away Green's attack and said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Mihawk, you are the strongest swordsman in the world, is it only this level?" Green did not answer directly at all, but shouted and questioned.

"Although I am immature in this kind of swordsmanship, I can give it a try." After hearing Green's words, Hawkeye suddenly closed his eyes.

Seeing Hawkeye like this, Green didn't rush to attack, but waited silently.

Unexpectedly, Hawkeye just stood there casually with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Green didn't care what the strangeness of Hawkeye was, and he directly slashed at Hawkeye.

when!
Green's blue knife was easily picked away, and not only that, Hawkeye also attacked Green.

Moreover, quite different from before, this time Green actually seemed to be in a hurry.

"This is it!" Green suddenly understood under the embarrassing resistance.

Green was fighting Hawkeye, and Green's swordsmanship came from Hawkeye, so he naturally knew Hawkeye's moves by heart.

Coupled with the flow of purple awns, Green was able to clearly capture the flaws in Hawkeye's swordplay.

However, Hawkeye now completely closed his own vision, relying entirely on intuition for every move.

Green didn't move, but he didn't move at all. Once Green attacked him, Hawkeye would attack him first.

And the most terrible thing is that Hawkeye's move is like a mechanical switch, once it is handed over, it seems to be unstoppable, continuous.

Green is now in this embarrassing situation. The opponent's moves are completely playing the piano, and the swordsmanship is unrestrained, and there is no way.

Green had no choice but to bite the bullet and rely on his understanding of swordsmanship to see the tricks.

Until three days and three nights later, Hawkeye still had no intention of stopping, and Green couldn't even escape under the shadow of Hawkeye's swordsmanship.

If he kept fighting like this, he might lose his strength and die.

Green had obviously felt a little weakness in his arm, but Hawkeye on the opposite side seemed to be completely unaffected, still vigorous.

Although Green persisted quite hard, his swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated under this long-term duel practice.

This feeling of joy in bitterness made Green grit his teeth again and again.

Four days
Five days
Green can't remember how many days in his mind. He is covered with scars all over his body now, and his consciousness is on the verge of blurring.

But Hawkeye on the opposite side still didn't have the slightest intention of waking up, and Green, who was covered in injuries, slowly realized something.

Consciousness has gradually been unable to keep up with the rhythm of the body, and the swordsmanship between the two is fighting, as if he himself has become a bystander instead.

In this case, it is better to let go of everything about yourself.

While half-drunk and half-awake, Green closed the purple awns and let go of the control of his body.

He could clearly feel that the cold blade cut across the reality of the skin, every place of pain.

zzz zzz!
The sound of piercing knives piercing the bones came, and Green completely lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Green opened his eyes again and saw Sander standing in front of him.

"Boss, how are you feeling?" Sander asked with concern.

"This is me? Where is Hawkeye?" Green suddenly recalled after being in a daze for a while.

"Hawkeye left with all his injuries, and he looked very happy when he left." Sander sighed when he recalled his appearance at that time.

"What's going on?" Green just vaguely remembered that in the process of fighting, he seemed to have sublimated another level of swordsmanship.

"How do you say this? Boss, do you really not remember anything?" Sander looked at Green in surprise and asked.

"Did something special happen?" Green looked a little strangely at the expressions of Sander and the others.

"Both of you are fighting swords with your eyes closed, and the power is getting stronger and stronger, and all the trees in the forest have been completely cut off by you." When Sander talked about the scene, it still seems inconceivable to this day.

"The most bizarre thing is that a pirate ship sailed here. I don't know what the intention is, but it was affected and the whole army was directly wiped out." Bana continued.

"The captain was also aggrieved. He didn't even beg for mercy. When he was beheaded by you, he didn't close his eyes. He really didn't want to die!" Griffin also stood up and shook his head non-stop after speaking. .

"Are you telling a story?" Green looked at the few people in confusion, a little disbelieving.

(End of this chapter)