Ankaido, the ancestor of pirates

Chapter 258 There is not much time left for Mihawk (please subscribe)
"You came."

Mihawk looked at Yamato who walked into the ring, and greeted him lightly, with his arms wrapped around his chest, still as cold as ever.

"Ah."

The moment Yamato stood on the ring, she calmed down her excitement, and she entered a state of selflessness, leaving only Mihawk, who was opposite her, in her eyes.

"How to do how to do?"

Compared with the two standing in the arena, Kaido, who is an outsider, seems to be extremely nervous. He even hesitates whether he wants to break the rules and secretly attack Mihawk.

"What are you nervous about?"

With a bandaged smile on his face, he walked to Kaido and asked with a smile.

"You know, Yamato is still very young, and now she is fighting against Mihawk..."

Kaido trembled slightly, and said incoherently with a smile.

"You! You also have a little confidence in Yamato, okay? Take a good look! That's your descendant, the descendant who inherited your strongest blood!"

Smiling and shaking his head gently at Kaido, although Yamato is only 14 years old, under the hell-style training these years, the 14-year-old Yamato already has the power to threaten big names like Jhin and Quinn, and most importantly, The damage he and Mihawk inflicted on each other during the battle may be much greater than they expected.

"Thank you for the punctual arrival of Princess Yamato and Mihawk. Since that is the case, I am here to announce the finals of the Zaun Strongest Challenge. The noble flower of Zaun, Princess Yamato, will face off against Mihawk, the strongest swordsman from a foreign land. !"

The real man who risked his life to decide to be the referee of this game held a red flag in his hand and waved it heavily between Yamato and Mihawk.

"Thundering gossip!"

Almost immediately after the game started, Yamato used his strongest attack method.

In the face of monsters like Mihawk, Yamato must go all out as soon as he comes up, otherwise there is absolutely no chance of winning.

"boom!"

Mihawk held his black sword night in front of him, forcibly blocking Yamato's nirvana.

"Buzzing..."

The moment the black knife collided with the mace in Yamato's hand, there was a roar, and Mihawk's hands holding the knife trembled with it.

The soreness from his wrist made Mihawk, who had far more perseverance than ordinary people, break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"Yesterday's injury was much more serious than I thought."

"I underestimated the power of the stick in Yamato's hand!"

The moment Mihawk felt the pain in his wrist, these two messages floated in his mind.

"There is a flaw!"

Yamato looked at Mihawk, whose eyes were a little dazed, and hit the opponent's stomach with a stick.

"boom!"

Mihawk was blown away by Yamato and knelt down on one knee.

"Also, there is something wrong with the breakfast I had this morning! But I can be sure that the breakfast in the morning is not poisonous...it's strange..."

Mihawk touched his belly that was hammered by Yamato, his face turned blue.

He felt that his stomach was roaring non-stop, and he could not use the strength of his body. Now he can use one tenth of the strength of this seriously injured body, which is considered good, and he still has to be in harmony with his stomach all the time. Fight, so that you don't lose a lot of money when you fight, and make such indecent things.

"Your state is not right! Do you need a rest?!"

Yamato's sharp eyes saw Mihawk's problem. Although she knew that she would definitely not be able to defeat Mihawk in his heyday, as the daughter of Princess Kaido of Zaun, she had no intention of taking advantage of others.

"Probably there is something wrong with the breakfast I ate in the morning, but as a swordsman, I didn't find out that there was a problem with what I ate, which is a kind of negligence in itself, so I am completely fine!"

Mihawk answered Yamato's question, but he didn't intend to rest. Mihawk is a person who has high demands on himself. He never cares about his opponent's assassination, poisoning or other despicable means. If he can't If he overcomes these difficulties, he is not worthy to sit on the throne of the world's number one swordsman.

"Mr. Kaido, did you tamper with Mihawk's food?"

Yixiao sat in the stands. As one of the only spectators in the entire grandstand, he and Kaido chose a position with a very good view, although the view is of no significance to him, a blind man.

"Well, this morning, I gave him a ginseng and quinoa-flavored pie for breakfast. Because a lot of saccharin was added, he probably didn't eat it..."

Kaido sat in the stands and said very calmly.

"Forehead……"

"Then your dosage?"

With a smile, he was taken aback for a moment, and then asked carefully.

"It's not much, but Mihawk ate more than 100 pies for breakfast..."

Kaido smiled at Yixiao.

"That's really... too careless!"

Looking at Kaido's kind smile with a smile, he finally nodded and said no more.

"I request that this game be suspended!"

Yamato made a time-out gesture to the referee. If she is allowed to win the game like this, then it is better not to win, such a victory is not worth mentioning.

"Pause is invalid!"

The referee replied without thinking.

"why?!"

Yamato frowned slightly, she was a little unhappy now.

"Rules are rules, there are not so many whys!"

As the referee who dared to preside over the battle between Yamato and Mihawk after watching the battle between Mihawk and Yixiao, he has already put his life and death aside, and he has already offended Zaun for the sake of ruling and respecting the rules of the game Princess Yamato.

"you……"

"Father, I request a suspension of the game!"

Yamato glanced at the referee and finally said nothing. She knew that it was the opponent's responsibility. The only person who could directly announce the suspension of the game was Kaido, who was sitting in the stands and staring at her.

"This……"

Kaido looked at Yamato with some hesitation, he didn't want to waste his way of paving the way for his daughter at the expense of his reputation.

"Even His Majesty Kaido is not qualified to interfere with the sacred game. The rules are the rules. If you want to suspend the game, you can just admit defeat... Besides, as a warrior, failing to adjust your state before the battle is itself a disqualification. , where there are so many excuses."

The referee didn't wait for Kaido to speak, and directly announced without authorization that he even looked down on his own life as a joke, so why are he afraid of the strongest creature?In today's game, no matter in the future, at least in today's arena, he is the emperor, he is the boss!

"Yamato... the rules of the game are sacred."

As if he had found a good excuse, Kaido said to Yamato seriously.

"But……"

After hearing what Kaido said, Yamato suddenly became a little hesitant. Indeed, the rules of the game are sacred.

"Yamato, are you looking down on me? I'm not so weak! Try your best to defeat me!"

Mihawk, who had been listening to the conversation of several people, suddenly laughed at this moment. He shook his head at Yamato, and then his eyes flashed a serious look.

"call!"

"In this case, then I will try my best again... and I apologize to you for my rude request just now!"

Mihawk's words made Yamato firm in her heart. She once again clenched the mace in her hand, but instead of continuing to attack Mihawk, she turned around and bowed to the referee who rejected her suspension of the game Apologize.

"You don't need to feel sorry, if you think you have a little guilt for this ring, then please do your best in the ring!"

The referee shook his head slightly at Yamato. He didn't feel offended, and he didn't need Yamato's apology. He was just a referee who simply followed the rules of the game.

"call!"

"Come again!"

After listening to the referee's words, Yamato blushed slightly, then shouted loudly, picked up the mace and fought with Mihawk.

"boom!"

The sound of sonic booms and wind pressure danced around the arena. Even though Mihawk, who had not recovered from his injuries and had eaten poisonous pie in the morning, was still firmly suppressing the desperate Yamato.

"Shu~"

With a beautiful slash, a beautiful red flower bloomed from Yamato's body.

"I qnmd!"

Kaido looked at the red marks on Yamato's body, and instantly the veins on his forehead were exposed, and the whole person entered a state of rage.

Kaido found that he was still naive, the gap between Yamato and Mihawk was bigger than he imagined, or a character like Mihawk would not be affected by mere abdominal pain.

"Barley especially read it, come and help!"

With a smile, he looked at Kaido who was already hovering on the verge of going berserk, and shouted softly to the empty stands.

Smile to Kaido and apologize inwardly. He came here today but was asked by a certain girl. If... If Kaido can't stand the game and plans to intervene, then he will find a way to give that girl a chance to do her best. arena.

"You owe me a favor!"

With a strong wind pressure, Barrett stood firmly on Kaido's right.

"What do you two mean? Are you still afraid that I will affect the game? Don't worry, I have been mentally prepared, the young eagle will always fly high...I...I fuck your mother, fmd be gentle!"

Although Kaido is constantly on the verge of shooting, his sanity is still there, so he will not affect Yamato's growth...

"Buzz!"

Another green flying slash blasted out, and blood-red flowers bloomed on Yamato's body again.

Kaido looked at Yamato who was injured again, and felt that he could no longer control himself. He picked up the mace under his feet and planned to send a real thunderous gossip to Mihawk, letting the other party know why he was called Emperor of the sea.

"Hold on! The game is important! And this is what Yamato must experience!"

Holding Kaido's left arm with a smile, he persuaded in a deep voice.

"Kaido, can your daughter become a strong person? You need to witness the scars!"

Barret hugged Kaido's left arm and shouted loudly.

"Go to nmd to witness the scars, I can protect my daughter for the rest of my life."

Kaido kept waving his arms, struggling desperately with Yixiao and Barrett.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

After fighting Mihawk for hundreds of rounds, Yamato was already scarred and her pure white samurai uniform was stained red with blood, but she still persisted.

"Do you want to continue?"

Because of the severe abdominal pain, Mihawk's face had changed from green to blue, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble a little.

If Yamato still refuses to admit defeat, then he may be in danger.

Whether he can defeat the opponent depends on the last 5 minutes, and there is not much time left for Mihawk.

"Goo~"

Thinking of this, Mihawk's stomach roared again.

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