One Piece: Nobody knows Devil Fruits better than me.

Chapter 271 Am I a mixed-race person?
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Inside a tavern in Alabasta.

The Straw Hat crew gathered here.

But they, who are usually so noisy, were unusually quiet at this moment.

Even Luffy, who is usually noisy and boisterous, was just silently watching the live stream screen in front of him.

Inside the tavern, the occasional sound of a wine glass slipping from someone's hand and hitting the ground could be heard.

But it still couldn't awaken the shock in everyone's hearts.

"This is it."

The rest of the Straw Hat crew couldn't help but look at Zoro.

"The world's strongest swordsman."

His fists were clenched, and three knives sat quietly on the counter beside him.

His gaze was intense as he stared intently at the two figures on the screen, not daring to miss a single detail.

At this moment, on the screen...

The two figures flickered continuously across the entire island.

Even the World Economic News Agency's latest model of 'Live Den Den Mushi' couldn't completely capture their size.

All anyone could see were their figures appearing and disappearing, and the two constantly swung 'black swords' clashing, symbolizing the world's strongest weapons.

"boom!"

In the instant their figures intersected, black and red lightning once again tore through the sky like a spider web.

As the wind and rain cleaved through the air, the rocky peaks on Einstein Island were instantly sliced ​​in half, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

As the two forces clashed, the lush forest on the island was instantly shredded into a shower of wood chips.

The waters surrounding Instein Island were even more chaotic.

Each clash between the two would instantly create huge waves, but those waves would often be cut off by the aftershocks of another strike before they could even fall back down.

"We...!@#!# Unbelievable...#@!"

The commentator's voice was barely audible due to the incredible power of the two swordsmen.

Or perhaps, Zoro's mind is no longer on anything else.

He simply stared at the two swordsmen, completely absorbed.

That was his goal when he went to sea.

That is the 'ambition' he truly pursued.

Now, he is merely an 'observer' watching the battle live from a distant country.

He wasn't even sure which of the two monsters in the current battle had the upper hand—he was far, far behind them.

But one day...

He too will step onto that battlefield to fight for the title of 'strongest'!
And it was precisely at this moment that Zoro made his grand vow.

Instein Island, on the battlefield.

"clang!"

Hawkeye swung his massive black blade, clashing it against the Autumn Water in the Blade God's hand!

He could feel the immense force emanating from the other end of the blade through his tiger's mouth, which caused a long-lost pain in his body.

Even under such intense pain, he still managed to narrowly avoid the Blade God's attack, and Hawkeye's side slash was incredibly sharp.

But
"bake!"

Crimson flames burned from behind the 'Sword God'.

The next moment, Qiu Shui, with a swing of her sword, had already shattered Hawkeye's slash—the shattered slash still carried violent power as it landed on the Sword God, but the opponent's body remained unmoved and unharmed.

At the same time, the Blade God spread his wings and with a sudden flap, sent Hawkeye flying!

As for your question about how attacking with wings can be considered swordsmanship?
Swordsmanship is not such an inconvenient thing.JPG.

As Hawkeye's figure soared away, the flames behind the Blade God suddenly went out, and his speed reached its limit in an instant.

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed it out, while Hawkeye barely managed to lift 'Night' in mid-air, using his left hand to brace the blade against the impact.

"boom!"

Even so, his figure was still sent flying along with the massive slash that pierced through the island, but as he landed, his figure disappeared at a speed completely imperceptible to the naked eye, and continued to unleash the next slash.

For a swordsman like Hawkeye, whether it's slashing, swinging the sword, or dodging—it has become almost an instinct in countless life-and-death battles.

Even he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"This guy"

"So strong."

Hawkeye rarely praises others like this.

But now, he truly praises it in his heart.

He is not a weak person who cannot face the facts.

On the contrary, he could clearly recognize that fact.

The opponent is very strong, unbelievably strong.

He is 'Hawkeye' Mihawk.

From any perspective, he is an absolute genius.

Like all the monsters in this world, he was born powerful.

But unlike most monsters, he is not only born strong, but also a 'hard-working genius'.

From the first time I touched a sword as a child until today.

He never missed a single day of exercise.

All other great swordsmen are either renowned for their power-based swordsmanship or for their agile speed. But he doesn't have any of these so-called 'specialties'.

Mihawk and his sword are simply, all-encompassingly strong.

Strength, bones, physique, tendons—in every aspect of his body, he had honed his skills over the years.

In terms of strength, he was confident that he could rival even the giants in wrestling.

In terms of defense, he was confident that his pure physical body was stronger than that of the Ironmen.

In terms of Haki, his Armament Haki, Observation Haki, and Conqueror's Haki are all at their peak—perhaps slightly inferior to Shanks, a 'Haki monster,' in terms of Conqueror's Haki entangling, but they are definitely among the best in the world.

Most importantly, it is his black sword Yoru—its massive blade and sharp edge are unique even among the 'Supreme Grade Swords'.

Wielding this knife is extremely physically demanding, but it also brings unparalleled destructive power and durability, far surpassing other knives.

This is 'Hawkeye'.

He has no weaknesses; he is one of the strongest in every aspect of the swordsman's potential to become stronger.

After integrating all aspects.

He is the 'strongest swordsman'.

But
Now, what appears before him is someone similar to himself.

No, to be precise
"boom!"

The black blades clashed once more, and a huge, deep chasm appeared out of thin air beneath the feet of the two swordsmen.

Hawkeye's feet were clearly being pushed backwards.

The sword in his hand trembled incessantly, its muscles, honed through countless trials, bulged and taut, bursting forth with immense power and a terrifying aura of dominance. His skin, due to intense blood engorgement, had turned a distinct red.

However, relatively speaking.

Opposite him, the Sword God remained steady, showing no signs of distress.

At that moment, the flames behind him were burning fiercely.

Finally, Hawkeye spoke up.

"You really are a Lunaria."

Sensing the inhuman power, he said knowingly, "I hadn't heard you use 'fire' in the previous battles; I thought it was just a rumor."

"Ah, that's true."

Upon hearing this, the Sword God spoke calmly.

He exerted force, and Hawkeye's figure was pressed down even further.

"To be precise, the family is a mix of 'Lunalia' and 'Bakania' races."

His words were spoken calmly, as if stating a fact.

"We didn't use 'fire' before simply because it wasn't necessary."

"After all, it's quite embarrassing to say—even before consuming the 'Human-Human Fruit: Frost Moon Ryoma Form,' my body had never been injured."

His words fell.

Hawkeye also sensed the immense, mountain-like force emanating from the other end of the blade.

That power was so overwhelming that even Hawkeye, who had already pushed his power to its limit, felt completely powerless to resist it.

The words of the Sword God caused Hawkeye's sharp pupils to shrink abruptly!
He wasn't surprised by most of what the Sword God said.

Given the opponent's strength, dealing with most of the so-called swordsmen on the high seas would probably be a matter of one or two sword strikes, so there is indeed no need to use racial abilities.

To his surprise
"A hybrid of the Bakania and Lunaria races!?"

As a powerful figure who has stood at the top of the world for many years, and as a friend of Shanks, Hawkeye obviously knows a lot.

He had at least heard of the Bakania and Lunaria, two legendary races despised by the World Government.

The Bakania are a race rumored to have some giant blood, but they inexplicably possess physiques even stronger than giants. Their strength is a thousand times that of the Fish-Men, and it is said that there is hidden power within their bloodline, which is why they are feared by the World Government.

The Lunaria race—the former inhabitants of the Red Line, the legendary 'race of gods,' said to be the most perfect race in the world.

These two... they're actually mixed-race?!
But without a doubt.

At this moment, the power and incredible physique displayed by the Sword God seemed to indeed prove that his statement was true.

"boom!"

In the next instant, Hawkeye's figure was once again blasted away by the Sword God.

But this time...
"laugh!"

His top hat was shattered in that single blow, revealing his neat short hair.

At the same time, a thin bloodstain clearly appeared on Hawkeye's face.

".I see."

He touched the blood on his face and murmured, "What an incredible bloodline!"

Meanwhile, the swordsman who casually withdrew his Autumn Water did not pursue them.

He simply looked at Hawkeye from afar: "I'm truly sorry about this—due to 'bloodline,' we cannot have a truly fair duel."

He does not deny this.

But at that moment, Hawkeye simply clenched his fingers.

He crushed the drop of blood in his hand.

Then, a smile appeared on his usually cold and calm face, a smile that was unprecedented in his life.

"Ah, don't worry about that kind of thing."

As he said this, he raised the huge black sword in his hand once more.

His words were tinged with obvious excitement.

"On the contrary, it suits my taste perfectly."

(End of this chapter)