Pirate, my talent beats everything

Chapter 256 Shiliu VS Mihawk

"This is the world's number one swordsman, you can call him Li Jia.

The other is Shiliu, the previous warden of the advancing city, who is also a swordsman. "

Rist introduced the two to Mihawk.

"The strength of both of them is not weak. If you have nothing to do, you can communicate with them more. This should greatly improve your swordsmanship."

"it is good."

Mihawk nodded seriously, but his eyes never left Li Jia's body. Those eyes full of fighting spirit made Li Jia feel a little excited and wanted to fight Mihawk.

"Junior, although I also want to fight you now, I just came out of the city and I haven't recovered well. If I fight you like this, it will not be good for your reputation if it is spread to bully me, an old man. OK."

"I'll wait for you to return to your prime."

It has to be said that Li Jia's arrival gave Mihawk a sense of urgency.

"You guy is called Mihawk, right? Fight with me, I want your black knife."

At this time, Shiliu suddenly spoke.

"You are not my opponent."

Mihawk just glanced at Shiliu lightly, and then said.

"How do you know if you don't try."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Shiryu's mouth, and then he pulled out his saber Thunderstorm, and slashed at Mihawk.

"Shiliu really doesn't have a long memory."

Rist shook his head and said, it seems that he has completely forgotten the scene where he was killed by himself.

Seeing that Shiliu took the initiative to attack him, Mihawk naturally couldn't sit still. He drew out his black knife Ye, and the two knives collided with each other in an instant.

Immediately, a powerful energy spread out to the surroundings, but at this time the people standing around them were Rist and Li Jia, and this spreading energy did not threaten them at all.

"What a powerful force."

The moment the two sides came into contact, Shiliu felt that his hand holding the knife was a little numb, so he had to use both hands to hold the knife, while Mihawk still held it with one hand.

"Your strength is not enough to take the black knife from my hand."

Mihawk said calmly, the battle with Shiliu did not make him feel any pressure at all.

"You guy, your contemptuous tone really makes people angry."

Shiryu bit off the cigar in his mouth, and then attacked Mihawk again.

But Shiliu's violent attack like a storm was still easily blocked by Mihawk.

"A real and simple move."

After seeing Mihawk's attack, Li Jia sighed.

"Well, Mihawk is someone who has practiced basic sword moves to the extreme. Even you, in terms of basic sword moves, you may not be his opponent."

Hearing this, Li Jia didn't refute anything, because he would observe with his own eyes.

The two had fought hundreds of rounds in a few minutes, but most of them were Xiliu attacking and Mihawk defending, or Mihawk was more suspected of feeding Xiliu.

It's like a swordsmanship teacher fighting a beginner for the first time.

There was no excessive suppression, so that the opponent's heart could feel a feeling of defeating the opponent, but in fact, it was just that the opponent did not exert all its strength.

"One knife flow, rain cut."

Taking a step back, Shiliu directly threw a light blue sword aura at Mihawk, and there was a breath of water on this sword aura.

"Oh?"

This time, the expression on Mihawk's face finally changed slightly, but it was not dignified, but a look of interest.

"An interesting move."

In the next second, Hawkeye swung his knife and slashed, and a light green sword aura also flew out thinking of Shiliu, and the two sword auras, one horizontal and one vertical, collided directly in midair.

One is the extreme simplicity of the sword energy, and the other is the sword energy with the attribute of rain, but which sword energy is strong and which is weak, in the eyes of Rist and Li Jia, it is already clear at a glance.

"That kid has a lot of potential in swordsmanship."

Li Jia looked at Mihawk's figure and sighed.

"Well, but he met me, otherwise, he must be the strongest swordsman of this era."

When he said this, Rist's tone was very affirmative.

"It seems that you have high confidence in him?"

Li Jia glanced at Rist in surprise.

"Aren't you?"

"Indeed, I have never seen a person who yearns for the way of the sword so much, a person with such a pure heart, even if your talent is special, you can't hide his aura in this era.

Even under your halo, he can emit his own brilliance. "

"Of course, he is the one I am optimistic about. When the time comes, he will be the general of our NEO navy."

"Then I joined you, do you have to give me a general Dangdang?"

Suddenly, Li Jia winked and said.

"You? If you were 20 years younger, no, ten years younger, you would definitely have a place in the position of general, but you are an old man now, and you might die one day, so you should not take the position of general again." Think about it."

"You little bastard, what do you mean you will die one day, I will have no problem living another 20 years."

Li Jia's beard trembled up and down, left and right, out of anger at Riester's words.

"Okay, okay, calm down, if you vent your heart disease, we don't have a doctor here to treat you."

Li Jia suddenly felt that it was better not to talk to Rist in the future, otherwise, he might be pissed to death by Rist.

Looking at the battlefield between Mihawk and Shiliu, Mihawk's light green sword aura directly split Shiliu's blue rain attribute sword aura in half, and flew straight towards Shiliu.

Seeing this scene, Xiliu couldn't believe it.

But the reaction speed is still not slow.

"Thunder Slash."

Another sword aura flew out directly from Shiliu's knife, a sword aura that was stronger than before.

And there is also an electric light attached to this sword energy.

Finally, Shiliu's second sword energy collided with Mihawk's first sword energy.

This time, the two sword qis spun continuously, flew into the air, and finally dispersed in two directions before disappearing.

"Do you want to continue?"

Mihawk asked in a flat tone. Mihawk didn't take the knife seriously just now, but his sword qi needed Shiliu's two sword qi to resist, and the outcome has been decided naturally.

"I surrender."

Shiliu said helplessly, he took out the cigar out of his pocket, and lit it again for himself. Shiliu, who was exhaling smoke, suddenly had a trace of confusion in his eyes.

It seems that after meeting Rist, his proud swordsmanship seems to have become nothing, worthless.

(End of this chapter)