Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

A violent flash of lightning instantly engulfed Miss.'s two fingers, and a powerful current surged through the metallic thorns covering her body, filling the air with a burnt smell.

She let out a piercing scream, her whole body convulsing violently.

Black smoke billowed from its body as it collapsed onto the sand, unconscious.

The surrounding phantoms slowly disappeared.

Nami, leaning on her Clima-Tact, panting slightly, looked at her opponent, who was charred by electricity, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and snorted, "Now, who's the useless one?"

"You still call me a raccoon dog?" Nika couldn't help but go over and stomp on my feet a few times.

On the other side, the battle between the swordsmen had only just begun.

The duel between Zoro and Mr. 1 Daz Bones is a clash of different styles.

There are no fancy techniques, only the purest power and the clash of blows.

"it's useless."

Mr. 1 watched as Zoro swung his sword again, striking his blade-covered arm and sending sparks flying. His voice was as cold as the friction of steel as he spoke:

"I am a blade man who ate the Quick-Cut Fruit, and my whole body can turn into steel blades. I, Daz Bones, have never been hurt by a single hair on the head by anyone who calls themselves a swordsman."

His body gleamed with a metallic sheen, making him look like a living steel fortress.

Zoro slowly sheathed his swords, holding each of the three swords in a different posture, his eyes like those of a hawk eyeing its prey.

"is it?"

"Then today, I'll break your record!"

"Ghost Slayer!"

Zoro vanished instantly, reappearing beside Mr. 1 the next moment, unleashing three sword strikes simultaneously, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound as they aimed at the opponent's neck, waist, and knees!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Three crisp sounds, almost in succession.

Mr. 1 didn't even move; he simply took all three blows with his body.

Sparks flew as Zoro's slash failed once again, leaving only three shallow white marks on his opponent's skin.

"That's really tough," Zoro said.

Mr. 1 slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on the relatively new sword in Zoro's left hand: "The sword you mentioned looks pretty good."

Zoro held the Yubashiri horizontally in front of him and gently stroked the blade: "This is Yubashiri, one of the fifty fine swords."

"It's a fine sword, but unfortunately the person wielding it is lacking."

"You're really good with words."

Zoro stared at Mr. 1, his gaze turning dangerous.

If this man were made entirely of steel, he would simply have to cut through steel!

Whoosh!

Zoro disappeared again, this time even faster than before.

This time it was no longer a tentative strike, but a continuous attack like a storm.

Chop, slash, slice, flick... all kinds of basic sword skills are transformed into a deadly dance in his hands, the light of the blade weaving a dense net that envelops Mr. 1!

"too slow."

Mr. 1 gave a cold shout, and his speed was equally astonishing.

His arms transformed into giant blades, which he used to block, slash, or thrust, deflecting all of Zoro's attacks.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing was like rapid drumbeats, continuous and unending.

The two moved at high speed through the desert, kicking up clouds of yellow sand. Blades flashed and shadows danced, and the aftershocks of the battle leveled the surrounding sand dunes.

Zoro's attacks were fierce, but he still couldn't break through Mr. 1's steel body, which was as hard as diamond. Instead, he suffered a few shallow wounds from the occasional counterattacks from his opponent.

"Your sword cannot cut through steel."

Mr. 1 deflected Zoro's fierce slash and said calmly, "And my blade can easily tear you apart."

He could also be considered a swordsman.

Zoro looked at the sword marks on his body and laughed, "This is nothing compared to Luffy's punches."

"How far can your sparring go? Our battle now is a fight to the death, a fight to determine who is better!"

Mr. 1 roared, "Annihilation Slash!"

He crossed his arms and swung them forward with a sudden motion, unleashing two massive, intersecting slashing waves that hurtled towards Zoro. The waves were so wide that they were difficult to dodge!

Zoro's eyes narrowed, and three swords instantly appeared in front of him!

"Three-Sword Style: Ox Needle!"

He charged forward like a bull, precisely striking the weakest point of the two slashing waves with the tip of his blade.

boom!

The slashing wave was forcibly deflected, grazing Zoro's body and flying backward, neatly slicing a distant rock into four pieces.

Mr. 1 followed closely behind, transforming into a blur, and struck before the opponent could react.

Zoro gripped Wado Ichimonji tightly, holding Sandai Kitetsu in his left hand and Yubashiri in his right, as if carrying the two swords on his back.

"Three-Sword Style, Tiger Hunt!"

In terms of strength, he is no weaker than Mr. 1, so he is not afraid of collisions.

Ding dong.

Mr. 1's sudden thrust was blocked by Yukizaki's blade, and the two held their ground.

Zoro slid the Sandai Kitetsu downwards, finding an opening in Mr. 1's defenses, and then unleashed Wado Ichimonji and Yubashiri slashes at him.

This strike.

"Dual-wielding style - Seventy-two troubles of the phoenix!"

Mr. 1 was swept away by the wind from the sword.

Zoro, slightly out of breath, frowned as he looked at Mr. 1, who was unharmed.

Is it still impossible to sever the ties?

Chapter 114 Crocodile, defeated!

"Have you realized the gap, swordsman?"

Mr. 1 walked slowly over, “In the face of absolute power, your skills are meaningless.”

Meaningless?

Zoro stood there, grinning. Effort will not let down anyone who has pushed it to its limits.

Everything you've fought for will pay off. He promised Luffy that he wouldn't lose to anyone again until he catches up with Mihawk and becomes the world's strongest swordsman. How could he fall in a place like this?!

"Let me show you the power my captain taught me."

The blade of Yukizoku was gradually covered by a dark, domineering aura.

Armament Haki!

There is clearly only one way to defeat Mr. 1: break through your own limits and cut through steel!

His former teacher at the dojo once said that when a swordsman reaches a certain level, he can cut through anything and yet cannot cut through anything; this is what is known as "cutting iron."

Zoro's three swords are all so-called famous swords, each with a more prestigious origin than the last, and are treasures in the eyes of swordsmen.

A famous sword can easily cut through iron; given enough time, Zoro could even break it. That's because he uses the sharpness of a famous sword to cut inanimate objects. But against someone like Mr. 1, whose entire body is made of steel and who is clearly a living, breathing piece of steel with his own mind, Zoro's attack just now only left faint marks on him.

It's still quite a distance from being completely severed.

Cutting through iron is not Haki, nor is it Armament Haki or Observation Haki.

Rather, it belongs to a realm of swordsmen.

Discover the weakness and strike a fatal blow.

Armament Haki is just an extra power that Zoro borrows; he cherishes his sword.

He closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and cleared his mind of all distractions.

The sound of the wind in my ears, the sound of sand rolling, the subtle sound of metal rubbing against each other... the world seemed to become clearer.

He wanted to listen, to hear the rhythm of all things breathing, to hear the breath of steel!

"You rascal."

Mr. 1, seeing Zoro suddenly freeze in place, instinctively sensed a hint of danger, especially since Zoro's swords had all turned into clanging sounds.

We can't give him another chance.

Mr. 1 leaped high into the air, his arms merging into a massive blade, which slammed down on Zoro's head like a guillotine.

"Foaming Daisy Chop!"

Just as the massive blade was about to strike him, Zoro suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no longer any confusion in his eyes, only a clear and bright understanding!

He saw it!

I saw that the steel body was flowing with barely perceptible lines!

"One-Sword Style: Flying Dragon Flame!"