I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

Sengoku, who was sitting quietly beside the library, finally opened his eyes. He squinted at the two of them and said solemnly:

"Are you finally going to get real?"

He looked around the island, looked at the library again, and murmured:

"Mr. Carl's bookstore is a strange, ramshackle-looking, but unshakable by any force."

"However, this island may not be able to withstand the toss of the two!"

Sengoku stood up and shouted:

"Everyone back up and keep your distance, the next battle is not something you can bear!"

"Um?"

"Isn't that former Marine Marshal Sengoku?"

"Just looking at the wonderful battle between the two Hawkeyes, I almost forgot him!"

"Such a wonderful battle, if you stay far away, you won't be able to see it clearly!"

Some people on the ship hesitated, wanting to get closer and watch this ultimate swordsman duel.

But when they saw that the famous figures in the sea began to retreat, the others had to follow in anguish.

Even those big bosses don't dare to be afraid, they still have this self-knowledge.

On the isolated island, the two of them had already stood on both ends of the roof at some point in time.

Immediately afterwards, the two began to collide again, and there was another burst of swords and swords under the cloudy sky.

Gradually, Fujitora's aura began to change, and the original jet-black aura was gradually injected with scarlet and mixed together.

It is like a Shura in the battlefield of prison blood.

Hawkeye narrowed his eyes, and faintly felt that a strange power in Fujitora was increasing sharply, and the attack speed was getting faster and faster.

It didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and it seemed that it was just to keep him here.

The eagle-like eyes turned left and right, knowing everything, and a sense of crisis quietly surfaced in his heart.

Hawkeye immediately jumped back and slashed, preparing to widen the distance and gain insight into the battle situation.

And just as Hawkeye jumped back, his eyes suddenly widened, and a strong sense of crisis struck.

Because he saw that even if he didn't hit him with his sword, Fujitora was constantly slashing back and forth in the void, fighting against the air.

It's as if Fujitora is really blind, doesn't know where his opponent is, and just slashes.

"Soul Eater and Demon Seal!"

Fujitora murmured suddenly.

A scarlet circular ripple suddenly appeared in the waving sword shadow, wrapping the eagle eye in mid-air after using the back-jump slash.

"Can't move!"

Hawkeye was shocked.

It was the first time he had felt this way, except with Mr. Carl, that he couldn't escape the control of the other's power.

It was like being bound by the scarlet ring-shaped ripples.

The body slowly moved towards the center of the Uzumaki that Fujitora was waving.

"Hawkeye was suppressed!"

"What kind of power did that blind swordsman get to be able to compete with Hawkeye like this!"

The people who had retreated far away saw the scarlet ripples in the air, and the eagle eyes that had slowly moved towards the center.

Immediately, I was amazed again and again, that Hawkeye, who once shattered the sea with one sword, would be suppressed at times.

Next to the library, Sengoku saw the most clearly at this time, his eyes were extremely dignified, and he gritted his teeth:

"What a strong evil spirit!"

"If Hawkeye doesn't want to break free, he will die!"

At this moment, the eagle eye wrapped in scarlet blood energy suddenly grinned and said:

"I didn't expect you to push me so far!"

"Alright then, I'll show you the true meaning of the Sword God!"

The voice just fell.

Sword Intent erupted around Hawkeye's body, surrounded by sword energy visible to the naked eye, constantly spinning, tearing, and countless cold lights emanating from the sword energy.

A dazzling white light blinded everyone.

Like the sun's rays coming down, you can't raise your eyes at all.

When the light disappeared, everyone looked again and found that Hawkeye had disappeared in place.

"Jian Er, the two ceremonies grow together and form Dilian!"

The next second, a hollow voice remembered.

Everyone looked at the sound, only to find that some eagle eye was standing at a height of 10,000 meters and slashed down with a sword.

The huge sword qi spun around, forming a huge circle to surround the island, and then the center of the circle came out, and an S-shaped crack connected the two ends, and the sword qi continued to spew out.

Immediately after the two ends of the S shape appeared two symbols, a day shape and a month shape.

Seen from a high altitude, the whole island is surrounded by a shape of Eight Trigrams, but the sword energy rising from the cracks makes people dare not approach it easily.

As long as you get closer, it will be torn into pieces.

"It's such a strong sword energy that it actually covered the entire island!"

"As expected of the world's No. 1 Sword God, he is really strong!"

"It's too good, this kind of swordsmanship can be called the best sword in the world!"

The crowd was amazed.

Isn’t it true that those famous people on the sea, such a large range, such a strong sword energy, can no longer be measured by a kingdom, dare to ask who can stop it?

"The eagle-eyed guy is so messed up, he even cut the whole island apart!"

Sengoku felt the frivolity and looseness of the whole island, which must be the masterpiece of Hawkeye.

And he vaguely felt that it was different from the sword qi used by Marineford last time.

Marineford's sword aura that isolates the sea is chaotic, and even Hawkeye can't control it.

But this time, the sword energy was orderly, all flowing in one direction.

At this moment, Hawkeye slashed the sword horizontally, and the sword energy on the island began to move, driving the island to float together.

The circular sword energy in the outer ring flows clockwise, the sword energy emerging from the inner S-shaped crack also begins to rotate clockwise, while the island begins to rotate counterclockwise.

The sword qi swept over everything and was unstoppable.

Wherever he went, he turned into ashes.

"What mistake did this old man make, why should he be involved in the center of your battle!"

Sengoku yelled.

Seeing the S-shaped sword energy coming towards him, Sengoku immediately picked up the goat grazing beside him and started to run clockwise.

In the gradually approaching sword energy.

Fujitora's hair and clothes kept pulling back, and the scarlet breath on his body kept floating.

"What an amazing sword energy!"

Fujitora stepped back.

I don't know when a moon-shaped mark appeared in the rear, followed by a figure.

"Oops!"

Fujitora immediately became alert and ducked to the side.

The famous knife Huazhou passed by and was almost scratched.

"Smile Your Excellency, don't be careless!"

Hawkeye grinned and reminded.

Immediately afterwards, it disappeared in place, and the next second appeared on the sun mark on the opposite side.

"Relying on two markers to move?!"

Fujitora glanced at the sun and moon marks in both directions and couldn't help but admire:

"What a wonderful swordsmanship, this old man has opened his eyes today!"

Fujitora's face was very serious, because just now, if he was not alert enough, or he had two abilities of mind and wave.

I'm afraid there was no chance of avoiding it at all.

Fujitora's horizontal sword kept blocking Hawkeye's attack, and the scarlet aura on his body kept expanding.

At this time, the one who was most nervous was Sengoku, who was running with the goat in his arms.

Because the S-shaped sword qi is connected to the outer sword qi, there is no loophole at all.

The S-shaped sword qi is moving clockwise, while the land below is moving counterclockwise, just like on a treadmill.

"How can this be!??"

Sengoku was shocked.

A gigantic sword qi was rushing towards the front, blocking the way.

It is obvious that the eagle eye is obstructing it. The original S-shaped sword qi is divided into two parts, one half is clockwise and the other is counterclockwise, and there is no way to survive!

"Is there any way out?"

Sengoku stopped moving forward and stood still.

Countless natural energies converge, and the golden light on the body is looming.