One Piece: Admiral Aokiji

The game started with the roar of the referee's horn.

"One-sword style*buries Longyuan!!"

The ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis cut his blade diagonally, instantly forming a half-moon slash.

The dark golden slash was accompanied by a giant abyss composed of dust and water. The abyss was accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, and it was swallowing Mihawk.

Mihawk quickly drew out the Black Blade Night, and swung a huge dark green slash in the direction of the slash.

"Boom————! Swish——————!"

The two slashes collided with each other in the sky, and the sky exploded instantly, creating a shock wave from the collision.It then spread to all directions, with trees shattering and rocks exploding along the way, and finally rushed to the sea until it dissipated.

"What a weird move! Why are you still working so hard at such an old age?"

Mihawk asked calmly as he stood holding a knife.

"Swordsman, die in pursuit of the strongest swordsmanship! If I can't become the strongest, then I should die!"

The ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis said solemnly, a solemn and sacred sense of mission burst out from his body, which seemed exceptionally harmonious.

He is 72 years old, his body is no longer young, and his physical strength and energy have seriously declined.

He should have spent his old age in peace, but he was willing to sacrifice everything for his dream, even his life.

On the other side, foil Bista is fighting against many swordsmen alone.

He was holding two Western swords and his windbreaker was fluttering. He slashed wildly on the field. One after another golden slashes flew towards the five swordsmen on the field.

The five opponents' swordsmen used all their strength to resist the continuous slashes with difficulty.

Bista was playing one against five, and he was able to overpower his opponent, making the scene extremely lively for a while.

The people outside the stadium watched the fierce battle inside the stadium and applauded and cheered enthusiastically.

A group of dwarf swordsmen were gearing up, and everyone inside and outside the field became very excited.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Mihawk continuously slashed at the ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis, approaching his body while slashing, trying to close the distance for a physical duel.

"Bang————! Bang————! Bang————!"

Not to be outdone, the ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis also struck back with slashes. Countless slashes collided in the sky, and the loud noises were continuous and extremely rapid.

Not long after, Mihawk had arrived in front of the ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis.

He jumped up suddenly, holding the knife in both hands and slashed down.

"Boom! Boom——————!"

The ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis blocked with his sword. The two swords collided with each other above his head. The ground shattered instantly, and the shock wave spread suddenly along the blade to the surroundings.

The bombardment hit a swordsman who was fighting, and the swordsman's body was instantly divided by the shock wave.

His fighting partner swung a slash in an attempt to resist the impact, but was blown away by the violent impact and passed out.

“Bang bang bang——————!!”

On the playing field, the two of them were going back and forth, fighting each other in close swordsmanship.

The ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis wanted to distance himself, but Mihawk didn't give him this chance at all.

Both sides were swinging their swords faster and faster, and the frequency of attacks was gradually increasing.

There were more and more wounds on the two of them, and Mihawk's hawk-like sharp eyes shone with determination, getting brighter and brighter.

The two sides fought for a long time, and the ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis found a gap, dodged Mihawk's slash, and suddenly swung a powerful slash.

"One knife flow*burial day!"

The violent sword force, accompanied by a giant dark golden slash, suddenly attacked Mihawk.

Mihawk's sword energy suddenly gathered around his body, and he swung out a huge dark green slash just as quickly.

The two slashes collided with each other, and the sky and the earth instantly lost color. The blood-red high-grade armed colors collided with domineering energy. The space seemed to be cut, the sky suddenly exploded, and everything around was annihilated by the shock wave from the collision of the slashes.

Foil Bista looked in this direction while feeling the impact of the powerful slash.

The ghost swordsman Jirachi Davis was breathing heavily. He could no longer hold on. His old body no longer obeyed his orders. His hands were shaking, and he could no longer hold the famous sword in his hand. .

He used to be so powerful, and his slashing skills were quickly praised by the world. Now he feels sad in his heart. Time has finally changed his appearance, and his body can no longer support him to pursue his dreams.

With perseverance, he gathered his last slash, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung at Mihawk with difficulty.

"One Sword Style* Late Night Twilight!"

The sky was instantly illuminated by a dark red slash, and a scene of sunset appeared. The slash was hidden in the glow and struck towards Mihawk.

Mihawk tensed his body, swung the black sword Ye in the same way, followed the blade, and sent out a huge dark green slash.

The two slashes collided with each other in the air, and were annihilated in the wind.

The breeze blew the body of the ghost swordsman, Jirachi Davis, and he seemed to see the strongest truth from the young Hawkeye.

Silently looking towards Hawkeye.

Then he put down the sharp knife in his hand and walked towards the outside of the field with old steps.

Abandoning the sword proved that he had withdrawn from the game, and Mihawk did not attack again. He knew that the great swordsman had given up and his body might not be able to support it for long.

He ignored the supreme sharp knife on the ground and continued to look for the next opponent, slowly walking towards the center of the field.