One of the pirate swords splits the new world

Ryan walked to the fountain in the center of the square and sat down, holding the knife in his arms, gathering his breath and closing his eyes in meditation.

It looked like he was sleeping, but in fact he had been observing his surroundings through his knowledge and experience.

After sitting there all morning, Ryan didn't even wait for a challenger, and he became a little impatient.

Why hasn't anyone come to challenge me yet? Don't these guys want to participate in the sword debate... By the way, the newspaper was only sent out yesterday, so not many people should know that I am on this island today.

Even if the news spreads, it will take time for them to come over.

It's okay, just be patient. The tool man will have it, and the lava crystal will also have it... Ryan comforted himself in his heart while waiting.

Oh, here it comes... A guy with a powerful aura appeared within Ryan's perception range, even compared to himself, he was not far behind.

Ryan opened his eyes and looked at the guy walking towards him with burning eyes. He has a pair of swords hanging on his waist, wearing a long black windbreaker and a top hat. He is in his thirties.

He saw Ryan opening his eyes and looking at him, and stopped. The two looked at each other from a distance of nearly twenty meters.

His eyes seemed to shoot out lightning in the air.

He leaked his breath on purpose for me to find out. If I couldn't find it, he would probably think I was a parallel import and rush over to hack me to death... Ryan had a certain understanding of the guy in front of him, and his domineering cultivation was not weak.

Such masters are rare. He should be the strongest swordsman Ryan has ever encountered since he entered the new world.

"Double sword style, Demarion."

The person who came simply stated his name and at the same time held the handle of the knife with his hands crossed.

"Wait," Ryan stretched out his hand to stop his movement, and then pointed at the pedestrians around him.

"You don't really want to fight me here! If the two of us fight, at least half of the town will be destroyed."

In fact, things were somewhat beyond Ryan's expectation. He originally thought that he would meet some stupid young men and minions first, and after defeating them, he would take advantage of the situation and throw them away to mine.

Unexpectedly, the first person I met today was a master who was almost the same as me in terms of aura.

The new world is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

It seems that we can't fight in the square, otherwise it is not good to hurt pedestrians, even flowers and plants.

"follow me."

Ryan said, turned and walked towards the mountain.

Demarion is confident in his own strength and has no worries about Ryan cheating. Moreover, those who can be invited to participate in the sword discussion are famous all over the world, and they do not look like despicable people.

The two went all the way up the mountain and arrived at the crater.

Ryan stopped and turned to look at Demarion, "Do you want to compete in swordsmanship, or do you want to duel with me?"

"duel!"

Demarion chose to fight to the death without hesitation, "Only a duel can make my blood boil. I like the feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife."

Ryan nodded and took out the sword directly. He did not negotiate terms with Demarion, because only one of the two could survive, and it would be redundant to negotiate terms.

It was impossible for Ryan to let a dead man mine, and there was no point in letting Demarion mine for a dead man.

"One sword style, Neward Lane"

"Two-sword style, Demarion"

The two announced their homes, and then shouted at the same time: "Come in!"

Whoosh!

The two disappeared from the place at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already in the middle position.

Ding--

Ryan's long sword collided with Demarion's crossed swords, and the two of them wrapped their swords with armed domineering force. So there are no sparks falling at all.

Only the sound of swords clashing echoed between the two of them.

buzzing-

A wave of air spread from between the two people, stirring up a circle of smoke and dust around them.

The two of them were wrestling with their swords, and the blades made a "squeaking" sound.

Demarion gritted his teeth and said, "Neward Lane is well-deserved!"

"You're pretty good too!" Ryan responded to the enemy's compliments as a courtesy.

Then, the two of them exerted force at the same time, and separated with a "bang". Immediately afterwards, there was a series of sounds of swords clashing.

Ryan's sword swings are getting faster and faster, and because Demarion is a double-knife style, he can take every sword from Ryan.

But in terms of the power of wielding a knife, there is not a slight difference between holding a knife with two hands and holding a knife with one hand. Demarion was beaten back by Ryan.

The usefulness of Ryan's training on knife swing speed in the windless zone showed.

The collision between the two lasted for nearly half an hour.

Demarion jumped back to avoid Ryan's swing of the knife. After standing still, he did not fight back immediately, but sighed:

"What a terrifying attack speed. My two-sword style is actually suppressed by you in terms of cutting speed."

Ryan twisted his neck, put on a serious posture, and asked: "How is it? Is the warm-up over?"

Demarion nodded in response, "The warm-up is over, it's time to get down to business."

Ryan held the knife in front of him and said, "Come on."

Demarion placed his two swords parallel to the left side of his body and shouted: "Two swords flow·double layer of water."

Ryan responded with a move, "Divine Light Sword: Floating Life and Ten Thousand Blades."

Demarion wielded two parallel slashes, like gurgling water, trying to cut Ryan into three pieces.

The 36 criss-crossing slashes in front of Ryan were like a hydrangea, flying towards Demarion.

The "Hydrangea" spread violently during its flight and became extremely huge.

At this time, Demarion, who wielded two swords, realized that every line that made up the huge "hydrangea" in front of him was a slash.

What a terrifying sword skill this is... This was Demarion's subconscious thought.

The slashes from the two sword skills collided in the air, causing a violent roar.

Finally, boom——, spread out, causing violent vibrations, causing the surrounding gravel to flutter down.

DiMarion's two huge horizontal slashes only intercepted part of Ryan's slashes, and the rest flew directly towards DiMaria's body.

Dimaria raised his swords to block, but the swords were deflected by the force of the slash. Fortunately, he used Armament Haki to wrap his body in time and was not injured, but he was still beaten back by slashes.

bang, bang, bang...

Demarion took a dozen steps back before barely standing still. He put his knife on the ground and looked up at Ryan, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"How on earth did you develop such a powerful sword skill? You swung at least 30 swords in one moment."

It seems that this guy only pays attention to the practice of domineering and not the practice of swordsmanship... Ryan suddenly lost interest. This guy was so surprised just after seeing the "Floating Thousand Blades" move. Am I looking too high on him?

But it makes sense. A strong aura only represents the strength of the body and momentum, but does not represent the level of swordsmanship.

"How is it, do you still want to fight?"

Ryan actually hoped that the other party would give up.