Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

"Uh..." Koushiro lowered his eyes, a little distracted by such a suggestion.

challenge?

Discuss?

Even Drago, who was close friends with him, was killed. How could he possibly survive?

"Master, you are not afraid of fighting, are you?"

Koushiro frowned and said, "It's not that master is afraid of fighting, Zoro, but my disciple, you should also travel to the sea. Seymour Shiki Village can no longer accommodate you."

Zoro's face turned dark when he heard his master's words.

Just sold yourself?

He swallowed his saliva and glanced at Alsace who was calm and composed beside him:

"Ahem, anyway, Zoro, sooner or later you have to go to sea with the agreement you made with Kuina. Now that a big shot comes to your door, it's time."

As soon as the 97 billion bounty in Alsace came out, the rumors on the sea were magical.

The first person in history, there has never been a pirate with such a high reward.

Koushiro didn't want to fight Alsace, lest he would be left with scars that could not be healed. He knew very well how ruthless and decisive Alsace was.

"Your master is so scared. Come with me, boy?" Arthas asked Sauron.

After thinking for a moment, Sauron stood up and walked to Alsace at the table. His expression became serious and he said:

"Make a promise. You have to prove to me that you are the strongest swordsman. I won't believe a number until I see it with my own eyes."

"how to prove?"

"Defeat that navy hunter, Joracol Mihawk, also known as Hawkeye. People on the sea have been praising his deeds recently."

Really? Arthas didn't find anything about Hawkeye's deeds.

Maybe it's because news from the West China Sea has been fully covered by news agencies around the world in recent weeks.

After all, it threatens the status of the world government and the authority they have established for hundreds of years.

"No problem, I promise you."

According to the current growth rate of Alsace's strength, without the blessing of various abilities, he would have just entered the level of swordsman.

The talent in swordsmanship is simply not comparable to that of guys like Hawkeye and Red Hair.

But overall strength determines everything. He is not afraid of anyone or anything now.

"I'm going to pack my bags..." Zoro ran towards his usual gym dormitory.

"what!"

At this moment, a scream sounded outside the gate of Yishin Dojo.

"Master! Master Koushiro, what's wrong, the martial attendants at the foot of the mountain are here with swords!"

A large group of village aristocrats, wearing uniforms and uniforms, broke into the compound of Ishin Dojo.

"Come out, who killed my son, Duan Saburo!"

"Uh..." Koushiro was a little scared. He looked at Alsace's murderous eyes with a catering smile. He stood up with a knife and said, "I'll deal with it. I won't bother you anymore."

"Isn't that a duel? Isn't life and death within the rules?"

"Please understand how a powerful nobleman can swallow this sigh of relief after losing his son."

"Kill them, if you don't do it I will do it myself."

After Koushiro met Alsace in person, he found that he was more cold-blooded and decisive than the rumors said, and he did not dare to say anything more.

In order to keep the dojo and prevent the matter from getting bigger, I had no choice but to resolve it myself.

It's better than an evil ghost who kills without blinking an eye.

"Koshiro, someone in the village has told me that the guy who killed my son followed your troublemaking apprentice to the Isshin Dojo for shelter.

Hand them over quickly! Otherwise, your situation will be ruined! "

Outside the dojo compound, a group of Tsukidai-tou warriors attacked menacingly. The leader of the group had black and white hair on his temples and wrinkled skin on his face, making him look very fierce.

Walking from the hall to the outside of the house, Koushiro stood in front of the door of the house and faced everyone.

"If you don't want to die, leave as soon as possible, Duan Erlang. The person your son provoked is enough to destroy your family. I will only warn you once."

"How can a parent not avenge his son? Besides, he is still a noble on this island."

"Dueling is sacred, do you want to break the rules?"

Koushiro pinched the handle of the ordinary blade at his waist, thinking that reasoning had no effect on the group of people in front of him.

"Ahem...what the hell are the dueling rules? On this island, I have the final say!"

"Well, since you insist..."

"Go! Even if your dojo is opened, I will find him!"

During the conversation, Alsace had come out of the house and leaned against the beams under the house to look at them.

The black battle robe, the three blades at the waist, and the mask of an evil spirit all fit the description.

"I'm talking too much. I can't stand it anymore. Koushiro, let me wipe them all out with one blow."

"I told you to leave it to me. How can such a small matter be..."

boom!

The thunder dragon unsheathed instantly, and Alsace swung out a knife with brute force, knocking away the wall of the Isshin Dojo gate building together with it.

When Koushiro returned to Alsace, he ducked sideways at the critical moment and watched with his own eyes as the thunder dragon brought fear and despair to the nobles on the island.

Without any warning, the power of a casual sword is a level that ordinary swordsmen cannot pursue in their lifetime.

The mud layer on the ground split like tofu, and a thunder dragon exploded on the spot on the mountain peak where Xinxin Dojo was located.

All the apprentices and disciples in the Yishin Dojo were all dumbfounded as they watched the explosive impact towards other mountains.

Just like Alsace said, they were wiped out.

"The Duan family has the final say. In my opinion, whoever is more powerful in this world has the final say. Your lives are worthless."

Clang——!

With that said, Alsace sheathed the Brontosaurus, yawned, walked up to Koushiro who was still in shock, and turned to him coldly:

"I am very straight-tempered now and don't like procrastination. Guys who abuse their power and break the rules don't deserve sympathy...but, this kind of statement seems to be talking about myself. If I want to blame them, I can blame them for being weak and causing trouble."

This guy...is scarier than the rumors say! Koushiro's teeth chattered as he looked at Alsace's still calm expression. If he had unconsciously dodged the blow just now, the man in front of him might have killed himself.

As expected of a guy who dares to go head-to-head with the World Government!

Koushiro was shocked by Alsace's domineering aura, and suddenly heard him ask again:

"What is your relationship with Monkey D. Dorag?"

"A good friend who reminisces about old times, he often comes here to drink and chat with me..."

"Really? Then you are not a revolutionary army?"

"Haha..." Koushiro smiled helplessly: "I just run a small dojo, and I don't plan to have much to do with the outside world."

Dorag's death made Koushiro completely give up the idea of ​​leaving the mountain.

Zoro was carrying his luggage from the dormitory when he heard the explosion.

Looking at the disappearing dojo gate and the split ashes of the earth, he was stunned: "What happened?"

"That's amazing...Does Zoro want to leave with such a person?"

"Thunder and lightning still remain on the ground..."

"When will we get to that point?"

The students who had recovered slowly exclaimed, seeing the higher realm of swordsmanship, and they had a stronger pursuit of swordsmanship.

Zoro walked towards the disappearing door, and the smell of rusty iron entered his nose.

It was the smell of blood that was annihilated in the air, and it felt a little sticky wherever it passed. It was the remains of corpses crushed by flying slashes... flesh and blood.

"Uh-huh..." Gion Momo came out of the house after hearing the noise and said with an embarrassed smile: "He wasn't like this before. Does he need repair money?"

"No, I won't bother you with this little money... The student was not injured, it's nothing serious."

Through careful observation, Gion discovered that Koushiro was extremely frightened.

He was afraid of provoking Alsace and bringing misfortune to him.

"Then let's take this kid and leave."

"Zoron is very talented. I hope you can train him to become an excellent swordsman!"

"Master, goodbye."

Zoro bowed goodbye to Koushiro, feeling a little reluctant to miss the dojo for several years, but he must move towards that great goal.