One Piece: Call of the Undead

On the Osoro pirate ship...

Looking at Mihawk's fighting attitude, Kisame was not affected by his invitation to fight.

He just glanced at Mihawk and said calmly: "Before fighting me, I think you should calm down their anger first."

Kisame also had a hint of a theatrical smile on his face, looking pointedly at the three Cyrus men who had been ignored several times by Mihawk and looked unkind, and grinned: "And I don't think that, you At that time, you can still stand in front of me intact, little white bird."

Today's Mihawk, although he has just shown his talents, is still a little immature for Kisame. Looking at his fair and youthful face, he started to mock unknowingly with a venomous mouth.

Kisame shook his head silently in his heart. He had never seen Mihawk's strength, but he still knew about the strength of Cyrus and others.

Although it is far from the top combat power of Dahai, it can still be regarded as a high-end combat power that can dominate one side.He didn't think that a mere swordsman could survive intact in the hands of the three opponents.

Although Boos and Hongfa are good friends, and Cyrus, Hongfa and others are also acquaintances, it is just a simple misunderstanding. For Cyrus, he will not really fight with each other, at most it will be a discussion. Second, see each other’s strength.

but……

These two women don't know any redheads, and they are even less likely to give Mihawk a good look. Being pretended to be so in front of him by the other party, and being able to endure it until now is already a great honor to him.

Besides, he also wanted the two of them to teach each other a lesson. Such an arrogant guy made him a little unhappy.

Kisame glanced at the two women holding the sword hilts, and knew that they also wanted to teach this arrogant guy a lesson.

"What a hopeless idiot. He has nothing to do with any woman."

In Kisame's impression, except for Kikyo, who has a quiet personality, as a special case, other women are really big trouble that he can't mess with.

That's it for ordinary women. The more powerful a woman is, the more troublesome she is. If a Nephibit goes crazy, the entire team will be helpless.

Now, Mihawk has provoked two people at once...

Boy, wish you luck.

Looking at Mihawk with some sympathy, Kisame shook his head again, slowly stepped aside, and gave up the place directly.

Just when Cyrus was about to invite Mihawk to fight again and carry the unfinished battle to the end, a sharp sword shot out of the air and struck directly on the deck at Mihawk's feet.

The sharp long sword was completely submerged into the wooden deck, leaving only the hilt outside, which was constantly trembling.

"Ok?"

Mihawk glanced at the hilt of the sword in front of him, then raised his head expressionlessly and looked in the direction where the sword was flying.

"Woman, I don't want to fight with you, please step back." Looking at Erza with a serious expression, Mihawk had no intention of fighting her one-on-one.

Women are inherently weaker than men in the way of swordsmanship, and there are even fewer who reach the top. On the sea, except for monster-level guys like BigMoM, there are very few strong women.

Therefore, after Mihawk saw Erza, he had no intention of fighting with her. In his opinion, it was a waste of time.

Mihawk stood in the middle of the three, clenched the sword in his hand, and said in an indifferent voice: "If you want to fight, then the three of you should go together."

The voice was loud and sonorous, and it was straightforward, expressing his disdain and strong confidence in himself to the other party.

In his opinion, just one woman would not be his opponent at all. Even in a battle, he would defeat the three of them head-on, one against three.

As arrogant as he is, just like his sincere heart for the sword, he wields his sword as if nothing can stop him. There is no such thing as defeat in Mihawk's life.

Instead of wasting time with these three people, it is better to send them away and then fight Kisame again. After all, the opponent is quite famous. Even if he is not a swordsman, he still has the value of wielding a sword.

But at this time, Erza walked towards Mihawk step by step. She stared at Mihawk with a serious face and said, "I said, you have to apologize for your previous rudeness. Apologize to my partner.”

"apologize?"

Mihawk glanced at Erza expressionlessly, looking at the beautiful woman wearing armor in front of him, he said firmly and solemnly: "The man galloping on the sea, when he makes a decision, For a moment, you won’t regret your choice.”

"If you want to prove that you are right, just use the sword in your hand to defeat me and take off my head."

Mihawk stood up with his sword drawn, his expression as usual.

Erza frowned, looking at the guy in front of her with a strong fighting spirit burning all over her body, and she couldn't agree with what he said.

"Strong power does not mean everything. In front of it, you should first have a kind heart and use kindness to control power, instead of being driven by it and becoming a slave of power."

Erza pointed her sword directly at the opponent, looked at Mihawk and said.

Looking at Mihawk who was unmoved, Erza felt the fierce kendo thoughts of the other party, and she also explained to Erza that the other party's unshakable absolute willpower had no intention of apologizing to herself and others. This also made her eyes completely cold.

If it doesn't make sense, then try another way.

Erza also had magic power surging all over her body. She held two swords and said in a cold voice: "Since you are so stubborn, I will use the long sword in my hand to completely wake you up."

For Erza, who values ​​friendship, the most unacceptable thing is to insult her friends and relatives.

Mihawk's behavior completely angered her. Powerful magic waves surged out of her body like huge waves, rising into the sky like a mountain and a tsunami.

"This power..."

Erza's sudden burst of terrifying power made the originally calm Mihawk look solemn. In this strange power that he had never felt before, an equally astonishing kendo edge also rose into the sky.

Different from the previous grand sword intention, this sword intention was extremely condensed, with nothing but pure sharpness. It actually made the sword in his hand tremble slightly and make a buzzing sound.

"How is this possible? How can one person have two different kendo ideas?"

For the first time, a slight expression appeared on Mihawk's face, which had never changed. He frowned slightly, revealing a hint of disbelief.

If you want to become a true swordsman, in addition to being loyal to the way of swordsmanship, you must understand your own heart, overcome obstacles in the way of swordsmanship, combine your own fighting style, and finally integrate everything into one and realize your own sword. Want to really find your own way.

The most taboo thing in practicing kendo is half-heartedness. Learning from different styles of kendo can increase your experience and accumulation, but blindly imitating others will only make you lose your way and lose your sincerity for the sword, let alone the sword. If you don't care, even the sword moves will become messy and full of flaws.

"This woman..."

But the scene in front of him completely broke his cognition, and the way he looked at Erza changed.

How did this guy do it with two different sword intentions at the same time? ! !

"Clothes of a pure heart, change your clothes!"

With a flash of light, Erza, who was covered in armor, instantly changed her clothes. When the light dissipated, Erza's appearance changed drastically.

Her crimson hair was tied into a ponytail, and the armor that covered her whole body was replaced by red bloomers with bright yellow flame patterns embroidered on them. Her upper body was wrapped in a bandage to form a tube top, which tightly bound her proud plumpness. Standing, I saw her holding a long sword, with extremely sharp sword energy lingering on it, looking at Mihawk with a cold expression.

Erza gave up all defenses and concentrated all her power on the long sword. Red light flowed endlessly on the slender blade, and as the sword hummed, a sharp energy rushed towards her face.

"What a special knife."

Mihawk stared at the long sword in Erza's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly. As a top swordsman, he could recognize that unusual aura at a glance.

"Demon Sword?"

With his knowledge, after observing for a long time, he could not tell what kind of sword this obviously extremely powerful weapon was. It was completely different from any famous sword in existence.

"It's a very unique forging technique, but I can't tell which kind of famous sword it is. It doesn't seem to be a famous sword included in Yu Ce?"

Mihawk stared at the long sword in Erza's hand with burning eyes. With a swordsman's appreciation for famous swords, he asked, "What is the name of this sword?"

"Demon Sword·Hongying."