Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

The sharp neighing sound of the sword detaching from the scabbard made Mihawk's eyes become cold and solemn.

His falcon-like eyes were half-squinted, staring at the two knives in the hands of the ghost spider, and said in a deep voice:

"Is that the saber of Kozuki Oden, the legendary Wanokuni's strongest samurai?"

"Tianyu Yuzhan, who claims to "can kill even the sky" and Yan Mo who "can destroy even hell"..."

"I didn't expect that I could see the sharp edges of these two knives in person today."

For Kozuki Oden, the thunderous big pirate, the man who was once fought by Roger and Whitebeard, Hawkeye Mihawk naturally knows.

The Tianyu Yuzhan and Yan Mo in Kozuki Oden's hands are even more precious.

It's just because Hawkeye Mohawk made his debut relatively late, and he didn't have the opportunity to fight against the many strong men of that era during the process of reaching the top. This is also a regret he has always been.

For these reasons, Hawkeye Mihawk has always been dissatisfied with what he calls the "world's number one" title recognized by the world.

At least as far as he knows, those who are at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, in Roger's turbulent and magnificent era, there are many people!

For example, one piece Roger himself,

For example, Roger’s right hand, Pluton Rayleigh;

Like Kozuki Oden,

Another example is the flying admiral Golden Lion Shiki...

It's just their swordsmanship, and with the end of their era, they are completely buried in the dust of history, and never want to see them again.

And one piece Roger was publicly executed,

Pluton Rayleigh disappeared,

Golden Lion was impel down in jail, and later killed by a Marine cadet during the invasion of Marineford...

Kozuki Oden, the unparalleled hero back then, has returned to Wanokuni and is incognito.

because of this,

Hawkeye Mihawk has felt loneliness and loneliness for a long time.

"Really... Then you have to feel it... These two knives are very strong."

Ghost Spider said with a smile.

Strands of deep ghost energy, like strange purple waves of air, slowly lingered from his feet, wrapping his body up like a hurricane.

In his one eye, the mysterious red glow flickered, beating like a ghost fire.

Accompanied by a dull sound,

The pitch-black air flow swiftly climbed from his arm to the blade of Yan Mo in his right hand like a blazing flame, and the ghost spider's face was suddenly pale.

"It turns out that, as expected, the demon sword Yan Mo can release the user's Armament Haki without authorization, bursting out a very powerful force..."

"It seems that you have successfully tamed this knife."

Hawkeye Mihawk stared at the ghost spider scorchingly.

As the strong and majestic sharp aura turned into a gust of wind, he could clearly hear that his heartbeat was gradually accelerating and rising, and the blood in his body gradually rushed up accidentally.

This is... the intent to fight.

He hadn't felt such a strong sense of excitement and fighting spirit in his body for a long, long time.

"very good."

Hawkeye nodded in satisfaction.

He slowly raised his hand.

That pale, thin hand made extremely elegant movements, like a well-educated gentleman and nobleman.

Grasping the handle of the huge long knife behind.

Suddenly──

Strong wind,

Howling gust of wind,

Seems to be sweeping everything,

The biting sword intent,

As if mixed with countless sharp arrows,

Spread out in all directions with the eagle eye as the center.

The eyes of the ghost spider suddenly shrank.

This strong sword intent! !

Just holding the hilt of his saber, the aura of the guy Mihawk, Hawkeye, suddenly changed!

As if in an instant,

The thin man with a calm attitude and graceful movements in front of him,

Suddenly it became a peerless sword with infinite sharpness and destruction!

Keng! !

It was also a clear buzzing sound like a dragon's chant,

Long black knife,

It was dragging a stunning arc across the void.

"Hei Dao·Ye, chaotic blade and heavy T-shaped."

Hawkeye Mihawk said lightly.

Huhuhu──

The two holding knives faced each other far away, and the howling wind tore at each other.

Unintentional air waves invaded each other, causing the two of them to flutter.

The two smiled at the same time, and the killing intent rose to the sky.

This is the decisive battle between swordsmen.

The neighing of swords is the parting between them and the scabbard.

The moment the sound fell, the next sharp touch was only flesh and blood.

No matter how gentle and calm at the beginning,

No matter how ruthless and ruthless it was before,

The moment I held the knife,

The swordsman's heart is nothing but madness and excitement.

Life and death,

At the moment the sword was unsheathed,

It was placed on the gaming table.

It's not you who died,

It's me who died,

This is the gamble of life,

It is also the romance of the swordsman.

this moment,

The battle between these two,

Irrelevant justice,

Has nothing to do with beliefs,

Has nothing to do with politics and identity,

Only the sword.

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