Pirates: I loaded the game panel

Chapter 450 Hawkeye VS Red Hair
"Unexpectedly strong enemy!"

The mutual induction between swordsmen is extremely sharp.

Mihawk, who was standing on the main stage with a crossed sword on his back, looked at the straw hat boy standing opposite, and a faint look of surprise flashed through his sharp eagle eyes.

Originally thought that the number one enemy in this sword test meeting would be that white... face.

But I didn't expect to meet such a high-level swordsman just in the semi-finals!
The opponent's strength is not inferior to mine!
Looking at the straw hat boy from afar, the blood in Mihawk's heart slowly boiled.

'This man in the windbreaker with yellow eyes is so strong! '

Shanks also felt the terrifying strength of his opponent at this time, and a dignified expression suddenly rose in his cynical eyes.

Waiting for the referee to preach the specific regulations of the semi-finals.

Mihawk moved directly.

He pulled out the cross sword on his back, swung a terrifying blue flying slash, leaped half of the arena in the blink of an eye, and came to Shanks.

The re-reinforced stone floor of the arena was still as fragile and soft as tofu after being torn apart by the aftermath of this flying slash, and a deep gully was cut on the flat ground.

Compared with this terrifying flying slash, Shanks, who was already ordinary, suddenly looked even smaller.

"So fast! So strong!"

"Is this the strength of Hawkeye Mihawk?"

"That straw hat boy, can he withstand Mihawk's slash?"

Above the stands, most of the audience began to silently worry about Shanks.

But Shanks just smiled expectantly.

He unhurriedly pulled out the dead wood sword from his waist, and put it in front of him.

boom!
The cyan flying slash collided with the sharp blade of the famous knife withered wood, and there was a terrifying roar, and the billowing air waves scattered, blowing the hair ends of the audience in disorder.

"That straw hat... should be dead."

"Hawkeye's strength is really powerful!"

On the VIP seats in the stands, almost all members of the Whitebeard Pirates headed by Newgate gathered here, watching the battle between Hawkeye and Shanks.

Just seeing such a knife, such an idea popped up in Foil Vista's heart.

'There is still a certain gap in the level of swordsmanship between me and Hawkeye Mihawk! '

"Father, it's amazing!"

Weibull stared at the ring covered in smoke and dust below, and yelled a little bluffing.

"I want to go down and fight them! Any one will do!"

"Goo la la la!"

The white beard sitting on the main seat let out a burst of laughter.

"The battle between the two of them is not over yet, Weibull, watch quietly!"

on the ring.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the audience was able to see the situation on the field clearly.

The terrifying slash just now that seemed to be able to cut mountains and seas did not cause any damage to the straw hat kid. He seemed to be able to slash Mihawk's flying with just the ordinary long sword in his hand. The blow was blocked.

"It's really exciting!"

The smile on Shanks' face widened a bit, like an old alcoholic who met a glass of fine wine that he had been craving for a long time, and looked eagerly in Mihawk's direction.

"Next, it's my turn!"

Shanks stepped out, and the figure immediately ran towards Mihawk's position, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his shadow.

Mihawk also took a step forward and jumped in the direction of Shanks.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and the distance of several hundred meters in the main arena was crossed in the blink of an eye.

The audience in the audience was in a trance for a while, and Shanks and Mihawk were already standing in the same place.

Shanks waved the famous knife Deadwood in his hand.

Mihawk raised the cross sword in his hand.

The two rare and famous knives collided instantly.

clang--

The sound of metal collisions that seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the soul exploded in the ears of every audience in the arena, making their scalps tingle.

The swords touched each other, stalemate each other.

Shanks and Mihawk glanced at each other, unconsciously throwing and releasing more powerful power into their hands.

The surging vigor collided together, causing an unimaginable shock wave again, and circles of white air waves exploded, like ripples on the surface of water, spreading out around the two of them.

In an instant.

The brick arena under the two people's feet seemed to have withstood a magnitude [-] earthquake. The bricks shattered and the broken stones splashed, making an earth-shattering sound.

Qiang Qiang——

The sound of collision continued to sound.

Shanks and Mihawk will meet good talents and meet opponents, and the famous swords in their hands will continue to engage in fierce confrontation.

These two became more and more excited as they fought, and even the same bright smiles began to appear on their faces.

Slowly over time.

These two are no longer limited to the confrontation between basic sword skills.

The collision of armed forces, the confrontation of knowledge and knowledge, the burning of fighting will...

Shanks and Mihawk almost used all their abilities, as if they were going to do everything they could to start an unreserved battle with each other.

The intensity of the battle is also constantly rising.

"These two are really enough..."

Adrian covered the [virtual face], restrained his breath, and stood on the stand like an insignificant passerby, watching the battle between Shanks and Mihawk.

"Good match!"

From Adrian's perspective at the moment, it is natural to judge that Shanks and Mihawk are opponents on the same level!
At least, at this moment.

The strength of these two people is equal!

If you have to subdivide some.

Shanks is slightly better at the cultivation level of the three-color domineering.

And Mihawk's swordsmanship, honed to the extreme, also outperformed his opponent.

The slight gap between each other is made up by other advantages and disadvantages, making it even more difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior.

Enjoyed the stunning duel between Shanks and Mihawk for a while.

Adrian couldn't help thinking about his semi-final opponent.

Dongwu Ryoma—this is the full name of the cloaked swordsman—is strong enough.

After all, he was able to defeat his opponents all the way, stand out from the D area, and defeated a lot of monsters including White II Edward Weibull.

But compared to Shanks and Mihawk, it is still a step behind!
Hierarchy of panels used.

The strength level of Mihawk and Shanks has reached the limit of level [-].

But Dongwu Ryoma's strength is roughly in the early nineties.

"The man named Ryoma is still a bit far away!"

Adrian shook his head slightly, stopped thinking about Dongwu Ryoma, and turned all his attention to the battle between Shanks and Mihawk.

As a great swordsman who has reached the limit of his own swordsmanship, the peak duel between Shanks and Mihawk also benefited Adrian a lot.

The sun rose and the moon set, and three days passed.

The audience was boiled away for several batches.

The battle between Shanks and Mihawk is still not over, but it has begun to come to an end.

Another day passed.

The two top swordsmen still haven't decided the winner, but their state and energy have declined very obviously.

Shanks leaned the dead wood of the famous sword on the messy ring floor, and couldn't help panting.

Mihawk, who was a little colder, also had unsteady breathing, and his chest heaved violently.

The two looked at each other in the air, squeezed out some energy from their exhausted bodies, ran towards each other, and swung the sword in their hands.

Keng——

Shanks' dead wood was knocked out by the cross sword in Mihawk's hand, and stuck upside down on the ground.

"you--"

Mihawk held the cross sword, his sharp eagle eyes widened, and his expression was extremely astonished.

"You win this time!"

Shanks made a bitter face, rubbed his stomach, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring, not forgetting to pull out the dead wood and put it back into the scabbard.

"Straw hat! You—"

Mihawk has a lot to say.

However, Shanks just waved his hands, leaving a handsome back.

"I haven't eaten for several days, I'm almost starving to death, I'm going to drink and eat!"

Halfway through, Shanks suddenly turned his head.

"By the way, your name is...Hawkeye, right? That [white face], be careful, I don't think he's a good guy."

　Why do people always think that I forgot [Fruit Fusion Card]...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)