Pirates Never Work Overtime

"I see that your thoughts have become clearer this time, and even the way of swordsmanship has become purer.

But your drinking ability has not improved much."

One second, Hawkeye was praising him seriously, but the next second, when he saw Meres drinking up all the red wine he had collected like a cow, the corners of his eyes twitched with distress, and he was no longer as calm and calm as before.

"The main reason is that your wine is not good. It doesn't have any punch, and it still has a bit of astringency. I will help you get rid of it without any difficulty." Mers looked at Hawkeye indifferently and poured it for himself again.

Fill the cup and drink it all in one gulp.

"You guys don't just come to my place to drink, do you? Morse!"

Looking at Morse's increasingly restrained kendo edge, Hawkeye's eyes became brighter and brighter. Compared to the ungrown Zoro, he was more satisfied with Morse and couldn't help but want to sigh with kendo.

Not alone.

"Uh! Haven't I told you yet? I'm sorry that I just drank too much and forgot to tell you important things.

By the way, where’s that little Gothic maid in your castle? Why didn’t you give her to your apprentice too?”

Hawkeye Mihawk rolled his eyes when he heard this. When they met this guy Morse, not only was he pure in swordsmanship, but he also seemed to have come to life, no longer as cold and lonely as before.

"Two things. First, the World Government has canceled all the titles of the Shichibukai, so you don't need to participate in the regular meetings of the Shichibukai in the future. But don't worry, I told that damn fat guy Nal that you now have three-thirds of the acre.

The land has been planned in your name, so you can continue to raise baboons and play here with peace of mind!

Secondly, it’s time to change the title of the world’s greatest swordsman. It’s really unreasonable for me, a naval admiral, not to have a resounding title, don’t you think so?”

Mers drank wine with a smile on his face, as if he was explaining something that was a matter of course.

"Are you going to take away my name? If you have the ability, just take it!" Hawkeye's eyes became more and more excited, and the sword intent on his body soared directly into the sky without any cover.

"Hey! Are you going a little too far? I haven't even finished my wine yet!"

In response to Morse's dark green sword energy, if he hadn't turned sideways in time, this sword energy would have probably severed his head.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Mihawk, you are becoming less and less martial-minded, and you actually started to launch sneak attacks." Morse said something unpleasant, but his actions were indeed not dissatisfied at all. He raised Senbonzakura and pointed it at Mihawk.

Hawke chased after him from behind.

…

On Kraikana Island and its affiliated islands, light rain falls and fog gradually rises.

I don’t know if the world has sensed that today there will be a duel between two of the top swordsmen in the sea, but unfortunately there are no spectators, so a drizzle started for them.

as an audience.

"Joracor Mihawk, a one-sword swordsman, the name of the sword is Black Sword Night, please advise." Hawkeye bowed slightly, and a sword intent belonging to a great swordsman rose into the sky.

"Jones Morse, an Itto-ryu swordsman, whose name is Senbonzakura, please give me some advice." The corners of Morse's mouth slightly raised, his long silver-white hair flying in the wind, and the sword intent of a great swordsman soaring into the sky.

.

The aftermath of the collision of the two swords' intentions caused the rain to roll back for a moment, as if to announce to the world that no one was needed to watch their fight.

The Twelve Skills of the Supreme Sharp Sword, Black Sword·Night.

The Twelve Skills of the Supreme Great Knife, Demon Sword Senbonzakura.

Two years later, they are fighting and colliding again at the same place, but I don’t know who can win the title of the world’s greatest swordsman this time.

Clang!

The two most famous swords in the world made a crisp sound in the rain and fog at the same time. They unsheathed them almost at the same time and swung a sword energy towards each other.

boom!

Two sword qi of different colors collided with each other, and a dazzling pink-green brilliance instantly exploded in the rain and fog. The sea not far away from the two also caused huge waves to hit the sky due to the collision of the two sword qi.

The depths of the sea rolled back.

laugh!

The aftermath of the sword energy collision had not yet dissipated, when two piercing sounds suddenly erupted in the air, and the figures of the two shot out at the same time, intertwining together.

Clang!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the two men collided with each other with knives, the ground beneath their feet felt as if it had been hit by a meteorite. Horrifying cracks appeared in the constant vibrations, and spread deep into the island at a terrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, half of the island was already covered with ravines. If coupled with the rolling dark clouds in the sky and the surging sea water, this scene would definitely be called the sky falling apart, and the end of the world coming.

"Huh, you really didn't disappoint me..."

Between the sword blades, through the gap, Mihawk, who has always been calm and calm, and rarely has obvious emotional fluctuations in battles, smiled. It was a lonely swordsman who finally waited until he found the opponent he wanted.

The smile that appears.

"Didn't I disappoint you? That's good. I thought I was still far away from the peak of the great swordsman!" Morse said with the same smile.

But both of them knew that this sentence was just a joke.

Clang!

After exchanging a few jokes, the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the sky again, and the two supreme sharp knives clashed fiercely at a terrifying speed unimaginable to ordinary people, splashing countless sparks.

In the rain and mist, the surface of the sword, covered with armed domineering energy, reflected the slightly hazy faces of the two most powerful swordsmen in the world, as well as their fiery eyes.

Although the two of them have different looks, their eyes are indeed the same at this moment, and there is no room for anything in their eyes except each other.

"Yes, the speed is faster, and the strength has also increased a lot. It is no less than me. Sure enough, only by competing with the heroes can we get closer..."

Mihawk's eyes flashed slightly, with a smile on his lips, and he continued in a low voice: "It seems that the red-haired guy was indeed defeated by you. It's good that the status of Shichibukai was canceled in time."

"You guys are so old, you actually doubted the fact that I defeated the red-haired man, even though I was slightly inferior in that fight!" Of course, Mers heard the smile in Mihawk's mouth, and he didn't care.

He unabashedly told the true result of his last fight with the red-haired man.

Strictly speaking, he lost that battle. If he hadn't threatened the lives of the other party's subordinates in the end and fought to the end, he would not have been the one to survive.

Mers chuckled lightly, and after taking a deep breath slowly, the smile on his face disappeared in vain, and his expression became very serious: "Mihawk, the two of us have just tested it out so far, and now it's almost enough. What's next?"

Let's see who can sit on the 'throne of the strongest swordsman'!

Although you have been sitting here for so many years, you will not let me sit down so easily."

When Eagle Eye heard this, his sharp yellow eyes like an eagle suddenly erupted with a burst of light.

What Meers said was telling him not to give in. Is this a glimpse of his will in swordsmanship? I have to say that this made Mihawk very unhappy.

"Is it the most powerful throne? If you have the ability, take it yourself!" Hawkeye's tone was very cold, as if he was looking at a stranger.

The corners of Morse's mouth curled up slightly. Is this interesting? Only Mihawk who is completely serious can be called the pinnacle of swordsmanship and the strongest swordsmanship.

The two figures moved back several hundred meters in tacit agreement, and looked at each other from afar through the swaying rain and mist.

The next moment...

The two of them clenched the hilts of their swords with both hands almost at the same time, and suddenly slashed at each other with their swords again.

There are no fancy sword skills or any special abilities attached.

As the world's top swordsmen, the sword the two of them struck at this moment seemed unpretentious and simple, but it indeed included all their understanding of the way of the sword!

This was also the last trial the two of them saw!

It is also a sword ceremony, the etiquette of kendo, and you ask the other party to see clearly your understanding of kendo!

boom!

This time the sword energy collided, there was no earth-shattering sound, it just collided in mid-air, and then the villages disappeared.

On the other hand, the two parties who wielded the sword energy seemed to have known what would happen. They closed their eyes and stood quietly, feeling the sword energy slowly dissipate.