Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

People in the future will not know that the reason why the great swordsman Hawkeye Mihawk, who has reached the top of the throne of "World No. 1", has a flat attack for every move is just because a certain navy was too lazy to name it.

Of course, Darren was right in saying that for a truly strong man, any moves and skills are just icing on the cake.

The flying squirrel looked at Mihawk, the originally arrogant kid, who now showed a respectful attitude towards Darren as a "disciple". He could hardly control the corners of his mouth that were twitching wildly.

However, the next scene made the expression on his face suddenly freeze.

Mihawk, with blood dripping from his hand, suddenly took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became solemn and focused.

The pair of dim yellow eagle pupils burst out with an unyielding will and a flame-like light. While staring at Darren with his eyes, he made a very ordinary action.

The hand holding "Night" changed from one hand... to two hands!

The moment his left and right hands held the hilt at the same time, his whole temperament changed!

A long-hidden sharp breath, like a peerless sword hidden in a sword box, burst out from his seemingly slightly thin body!

The fierce momentum continued to rise, as if the calm lake suddenly set off huge waves, and as if the quiet sky suddenly became windy and turbulent, the sharp and pressing kendo breath... It was like a real storm dancing around the body of the swordsman, blowing his shirt and hair fluttering!

"This is..."

The flying squirrel widened his eyes in shock, his expression filled with incredible surprise.

This kid's breath... has become stronger! ?

No, he shook his head subconsciously and quickly denied this judgment.

As a person who also practices kendo, the flying squirrel can clearly sense that Mihawk's breath has not become stronger at this time.

The kendo breath he exudes... has become purer than before!

That feeling was like completely condensing and blending all the swordsmanship and sword skills he had learned throughout his life, and then some incredible changes occurred!

"He... found his own way to the sword!"

An almost absurd thought suddenly popped up in the flying squirrel's mind, exploding like a thunder.

Shocked, but incredible!

Finding your own swordsmanship... This is the highest vision of every swordsman on this sea!

The practice of swordsmanship is extremely difficult, and talent and sweat are indispensable.

From a novice swordsman to entering the realm of "swordsman", being able to cut "steel" and slashing "flying slashes" is the sign of a swordsman!

This process is not difficult for people with kendo talent... The number of swordsmen in this sea is also countless, like a lot of carp crossing the river.

But if you want to go one step further on the basis of "swordsman" and step into the legendary "great swordsman" realm, in addition to talent and hard work, there is an extremely important prerequisite!

That is to find your own sword path!

And this is extremely difficult. In addition to talent and perseverance, it also requires a rare inspiration!

This is a kind of power that cannot be explained. To be more precise, it is a special state of mind, or will.

Once you step over this obstacle, the sword path will be smooth from then on!

The flying squirrel's own sword realm has been stuck in the realm of swordsman for a long time, but no matter how hard he practiced, he could not comprehend his own sword path.

But now, watching Mihawk casually listen to Darren's two words of deception, he actually comprehended something! ?

It can be predicted that Mihawk, this kid, has taken this step now, and he has already stepped half a foot into the legendary great swordsman realm!

Next, he only needs to continue to hone his strength and swordsmanship, step by step, and constantly compete with various strong men to accumulate combat experience... In less than two or three years, he will definitely be able to become one of the few great swordsmen in this sea!

But how old is he! !

Even in two or three years, he will only be eighteen years old!

An eighteen-year-old great swordsman!

What kind of freak is this! ?

Thinking of this, the flying squirrel's eyes turned red, and his back teeth were clenched.

If you say that I have listened to Darren's nonsense, I have heard it too much, right?

He has heard it all the time in the North Sea... How come he doesn't feel anything at all! ?

Not only him, but Moonlight Moria next to him also stared at the scene in front of him with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

How come he was beaten so hard that he couldn't take care of himself and even lost an arm when he challenged the "King of the North Sea", but this guy became stronger?

He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Darren was also confused.

AlthoughHe didn't understand the realm of kendo, and any powerful sword moves were just the difference of swinging a little harder.

But one thing that was certain was that the pressure that Mihawk gave him at this moment was completely different from before!

If I had to make an analogy, Mihawk in front of him seemed to have a highly concentrated aura, and even had a faint taste of Garp's "serious fist".

——He seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, sharp and unmatched!

Is this okay?

I just said that... Do you really understand?

He looked down at his hands, and a very complicated emotion surged in his heart.

The "kind" figure of Kaido sensei flashed in his mind,

Darren's mouth twitched, and his eyes were a little confused.

So... I also became a famous teacher?

"Come on, Darren!"

Mihawk, holding "Night", was full of vigor and said loudly.

He felt that his condition had never been so perfect, as if there was endless power flowing out from all parts of his body and pouring into the sword in his hand.

This was a feeling he had never had before... It was as if he had forgotten all the swordsmanship and sword moves he had learned throughout his life, and it was as if every sword he slashed was mixed with the shadow of these sword moves.

He didn't know what was going on.

But his heart was beating faster and his blood was almost boiling, constantly reminding him... He needed to fight! !

In the fierce wind, the young swordsman who was about to become famous in the sea held his head high:

"Please, please use your strongest sword... In return, I will also use my strongest blow!"

Darren was stunned.

The boy's eyes changed.

If he had taken a defensive posture when facing his first and second swords before.

Then in the next blow,

He will face his most dazzling edge!

Turn defense into offense!

He will slash out the strongest sword of his life and collide head-on with himself!

Even if there is a high possibility of losing your life, you must bloom your own momentary beauty!

"Okay."

At this moment, Darren knew that there was no need to say more.

He raised his hand and his expression became serious.

He has always been generous in giving the greatest respect to a young man who is risking his life to pursue his dream.

Among the three swords suspended in the air behind him, one of them suddenly flew forward half a meter and stopped in front of the vice admiral of the navy.

The dark and strange blade, the mottled and swaying purple flame pattern, the tip of the blade pointed directly at Mihawk.

"Three-petaled hilt, the demon sword from Wano Country, the ghost flame that burns hell... Yan Mo."

Darren exhaled gently and pressed his right hand on Yan Mo's hilt.

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Well, I know it's short, so I will add another chapter today.

The story of bullying is a little lighter. It's the New Year, so there shouldn't be so much fighting and killing.