Pirates: I am a great swordsman

There is no sword energy fighting to shake the world, nor is there a thousand swords flying to submit to the king. If it is written like this, it is fantasy, not Pirates.

The power of all swords and knives in the Pirates world comes from the user himself.

If you are a three-year-old child, even if you are given a supreme big knife, it may not be able to cut steel. If you are strong enough, like Whis, even a broken sword can fight Kaido Tian Yasha.

If you don’t believe it, look at the names that Whis gave to the first two swords?

A 1.3-meter double-edged sword, a 1.5-meter single-edged sword, and a long whip!

These are the last three weapons!

Some people want to compare with these three weapons, but when they look at the weapons in their hands, they immediately extinguish that thought. Once an expert makes a move, he will know what the situation is.

It’s better not to go out and embarrass yourself.

"Who do you think will eventually become the champion of these three weapons!" Today, this place has become a scene where people are sparse.

Everyone wants to know who will be the champion and what quality of weapon.

"We don't know. We haven't seen it. How can we know? Besides, if it's really in front of us, can you tell whether it's good or bad?" One person said disdainfully.

"I can't tell. Can you tell?"

"I can't tell. So it needs ten referees to judge. Do you think they are watching the show for a few days?"

The onlookers were talking about the same thing.

Jack was a little disappointed because the gun he had set his eyes on seemed to be gone. He defended it for several waves in the middle, but was delayed by various things, so he didn't get it.

At this moment, he didn't know that Weiss had already bought the gun. He hadn't returned to the ship for the past few days.

"Let's take a look at the whip first," Enli took the lead.

Hearing this, Eriksson knew that his hope of winning the championship was not great. Everyone started from the bad ones. Who would start from the good ones?

Ten people took the whips, which were about three meters long. Unlike ropes, they were all made of steel. They were very heavy in the hand. They were connected by a series of movable skeletons, each section was about the length of a finger.

After everyone touched it, the whip was placed on the table.

"How is it? How is this whip? Will it be the champion?"

A pirate thought with some worry that since he dared to take out such a strange weapon, he must be confident of winning the championship, so he bet on it.

"Win the championship? How is it possible? Phoenix will definitely win the championship."

Are they supporting their idols, or wanting to witness the birth of a legendary weapon?

No, they just bet on it.

Everyone hopes that their bettors can win the championship, so that they can make a lot of money!

The ten referees were silent, but they had already made an evaluation in their hearts, and then looked at the two swords.

This time, ten people did not watch together, but picked up their favorite weapons to observe. Some picked up the sword made by Zeke, and some picked up the sword made by Phoenix.

The sword made by Zeke looked light and long, but it was a bit heavy to hold, even heavier than the long whip.

This was a special request by Weiss, which matched his own strength.

The sword body was dark black, and the sword surface retained the characteristics of the stone, like the starry sky at night, with stars dotted on it, making people look dazed.

The dark black sword body was shining with a little cold light. A referee accidentally touched the blade, and a trace of blood appeared on his finger, which showed how sharp it was.

Phoenix's sword was a single-edged sword commonly seen on the sea, a bit like the Mo Dao.

It is said that the sword of the island country was originally created based on the Mo Dao.

The back of the blade was thick, and the tip of the blade had a slight upward arc. The blade was like being beaten by someone, and was covered with small arcs with pits and depressions.

But when he touched it, it was smooth again, and those round pits seemed to be non-existent.

The two groups exchanged the blades for observation.

Enli's face changed slightly after touching the sword made by Zeke, and obviously no one around noticed it.

"What do you think of your sword?" Weiss asked Zeke standing beside him, and it can be seen that he really didn't worry about his skills.

"Before it was made, I was confident, but after seeing the weapons they made..."

"No confidence?"

"No, I am more confident!"

"..."

It seems that this style of panting when talking is passed down from generation to generation. The old man Federer doesn't seem to have this habit. Could it be...

Regardless of whether this sword is the champion in the end, Weiss thinks that the sword is very good and suitable forOwn, this is the intuition of the strong.

And Weiss usually believes in his intuition.

"Do those ten old men have the ability? They can tell the quality of the weapons just by looking at them. Why don't they test them? Are they fake goods pushed out by Forging Star Island?"

But when the pirate said these words, he didn't notice that some people had quietly left his side, and some people slowly surrounded him.

"What did you say?"

"I said they are unreliable, they didn't test them, just looked with their eyes." After saying this, the pirate realized something was wrong, as if the surroundings were a little more relaxed.

Then before he could react, he was punched in the eye.

The people around him were used to it. Why don't you complain about anyone else, but you have to complain about the ten old men above. Don't you know that on this Forging Star Island, almost 90% of the blacksmiths came from these ten old men?

Almost the entire island is their disciples. It would be strange if you didn't get beaten for saying this.

This is why the ten old men only touched it with their hands and then looked at it for a few times to judge the quality, and no one dared to refute it.

Back on the stage, the ten people put all three weapons on the table and discussed something with each other.

Enli suddenly said: "It seems that we all have a choice in our hearts, right?"

The other nine nodded, which was considered to be an approval of what Enli said!

"Then let's write our own judgment on our palms and spread them out together later?" Enli continued.

"Yes!"

Now the scene has become quiet, and everyone is waiting for the final result, fearing that they will lose the bet and end up with nothing.

One minute passed...

Seeing that everyone has clenched their fists, Enli said: "Since everyone is ready, then spread it out!"

Everyone in the audience stretched their heads, wanting to see whose name will appear in the hands of these ten referees!

"Jike!"

"Jike!"

"Jike!"

Everyone has the word "Jike" written on their hands.

Phoenix was a little unconvinced, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up the sword made by Zeke. He was shocked and put it down with a wry smile.

"Phoenix, do you have any objection to this result?" Enli saw that Phoenix did not stop his action and asked after he finished.

"No objection, the weapon I made is not as good as it!"

"Then I will announce it!"

Enli took the microphone from the host and said without any nonsense, "The champion of this competition is Peck Zeke!"

"Weapon quality......!"