After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

Seeing that even the master of the Togo Hall had been defeated, everyone was stunned.

Is this what they call a swordsman? Killing people is like chopping melons and vegetables.

"What's wrong? No one's coming forward to fight me? Don't worry, I won't cut you all in half, sword and all."

Evil Sword Kudo revealed a wicked smile.

"You...you bastard, you deserve to die a horrible death!"

Jason, who had just been accidentally slashed, still stood up, blade in hand. He held two knives, one in his mouth, and looked at his opponent: "Taste the ultimate technique of Jason!"

"So... you're Jason!"

Kudo sized up the so-called three-sword style swordsman before him: "Looks weak. I heard you slew the evil dragon, and I also heard about Alvida?"

"No...yes, I killed him."

Jason readily admitted it.

Just like Brother Martin said, only a swordsman can bear this kind of pressure. With his mediocre talent, he wants to bear this pressure, become stronger, and become a true swordsman.

"Then let me see your swordsmanship."

"A sword technique capable of slaying a dragon must be incredibly powerful."

The evil sword Kudo grinned, stuck out its tongue, and licked the blood-stained blade, its expression wicked.

"Three-Sword Style Chessboard Slash!"

Jason took a deep breath and swung his arm to launch a powerful slash, with the three blades striking in three different directions.

Ding!

With a crisp metallic clang.

Jason was stunned.

Two of his three knives were broken!

The only intact blade was in his mouth, but it was almost severed by the opponent. If it hadn't been for the blade remaining intact, his head would have been cut off on the spot.

Looking again at the other person's blade, which gleamed with an unusual cold light and displayed unique patterns, their expression was calm and relaxed, as if cutting through swords was a matter of course.

"A famous sword!"

"Iron-Cutting Swordsman!"

Jason suddenly understood.

The fine knife in my hand was specially forged by Brother Martin, and its quality is absolutely acceptable. Even if it encounters a good knife, it would not be able to cut through it in one go.

The fact that both of his swords were severed in one go by the opponent indicates that the opponent not only possessed a treasured sword, but was also a master swordsman skilled in cutting through iron.

To the swordsmen of Orange Town, their opponent was indeed very powerful, and was likely a true swordsman.

Snapped!

With a kick, Jason flew backward, clutching his chest, the pain excruciating and barely able to breathe.

"With this kind of strength, you think you can kill a dragon?"

"The dragon has a bounty of 2000 million Berries, while mine is 2800 million Berries. Even I'm not confident I can kill the dragon with a single blow, yet you dare to say you can..."

Kudo sneered and was about to swing his sword to kill Jason and the others.

"The Evil Sword Kudo, with a bounty of 2800 million Berries."

"Five years ago, you went around challenging sword masters in the East Blue after obtaining a treasured sword, killing the owners of seven sword dojos and robbing them of their money... You were also wanted by the Navy, and you killed a Navy captain, so the bounty on your head was 2800 million Berries, making you the swordsman with the highest bounty in the East Blue."

"But then you suddenly disappeared. The Navy thought you were dead. Unexpectedly, you reappeared five years later."

"Are you really here for Jason?"

A clear voice rang out.

Kudo immediately turned around and saw a muscular man with his upper body bare standing not far behind him.

When did you get behind me?

Kudo felt a chill run down his spine, not expecting someone to suddenly appear behind him.

If the other party has just ambushed him, then he is very likely to be attacked.

"I've been behind you for a while now, but you didn't notice."

The man crossed his arms and said dismissively, "You say you're a swordsman? I don't think so."

"What did you say? Didn't you see that I can cut through swords? That's something only a true swordsman can do."

Xie Jiankudo's eyes widened in anger. He strode aggressively towards the man and demanded, "Do you want to die?"

"I'd like to suggest you give it a try."

The man smiled.

Jason shouted, "Brother Martin, watch out! He has a magic sword and knows how to cut through iron!"

"Then go to hell!"

The sharp blade slashed down, aiming straight for the opponent's body.

Bang!

The blade bounced high up, as if it had struck an extremely hard piece of metal.

"This is!"

Kudo was stunned. He never expected that his famous sword couldn't even cut into the opponent's arm.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Martin looked at his arm: "You call that a slash? It didn't even cut a hair."

Cut through iron!

Kudo held back, gripping the hilt of his knife with both hands and unleashing a fatal blow, slashing down at his opponent's forehead.

This is to cut the opponent in two.

As a result, the sword strike was like hitting solid steel, leaving only a white mark on the opponent's forehead.

Kudo was stunned. He never expected that his swordsmanship, which could cut through steel, would leave his opponent without even breaking his skin.

Jason and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but were also stunned. No one had expected that Martin's body could withstand even the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique.

Is the Iron Body, one of the Six Styles of the Navy, really that strong?

"It does hurt a bit. Being able to cut through steel, you can barely be considered a half-step swordsman. But with the sword in your hand, you can be considered a true swordsman."

Martin's voice was utterly cold.

The so-called swordsman in front of me is indeed powerful. No wonder he was able to cut through the East China Sea with just one sword back then, and even killed a naval captain.

However, this also proves that his body can already block ordinary iron-cutting attacks, which is a sign of the legendary iron being refined into steel.

"I...I am a true swordsman!"

Kudo, enraged and embarrassed, roared.

"No, you are not a true swordsman."

"If we're going to count it, we can only count it as half."

"You're just bullying people with your precious sword; he wasn't really fighting you seriously."

As he spoke, Martin slapped Cudo across the face.

Snapped!

The slap sent the evil sword Kudo flying to the ground, causing him to spit out a lot of blood from his teeth.

"You...you...you!"

Kudo's eyes widened in horror; he had been ambushed right in front of him.

He jumped up from the ground, clutching his cheek: "I...I'll kill you!"

He swung his sword at the muscular man in front of him once more.

The sword wind howled, transforming into streaks of cold light, continuously launching slashes that struck the opponent fiercely.

His strikes were not unintentional; each sword strike hit the opponent's vital points, each one fatal.

But it had no effect whatsoever, only leaving white scratches on the other person's slightly golden skin.

Before long, Kudo was panting heavily, looking at the sword in his hand in disbelief.

The knife in his hand was a fine and sharp one, one of the fifty types, named "White Cutter".

Moreover, he had completely mastered the secrets of cutting iron.

"It's no use. Even if you can cut through iron, you can't break my defense right now."

"It just makes me feel pain!"

Martin slowly reached for the Senbonzakura sword at his waist: "I'll show you what a true swordsman is."

"High-speed sword!"

Chapter 75 Persuading with Reason

High-speed sword!

The moment Martin drew his blade, his arm swung, creating a series of afterimages and countless black blade shadows.

Faced with countless blades, Kudo was terrified and felt an overwhelming killing intent.

He couldn't see how the other person drew their sword at all. By the time he realized the other person had drawn their sword, the sword was already sheathed.

Did he draw his sword? Did he actually attack?

While Kudo was confused, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He then realized that the blade he was holding in his right hand had fallen to the ground, and his wrist was burning. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the tendons in his hand had been severed, and even his tongue was burning. His mouth was full of blood, and it seemed that even his tongue had been seriously injured.

In addition, I felt a burning and wet sensation in my groin area. Looking down, I realized I had dropped something.

"you you……"