Pirates of the Void Swordsman

"Are you a door fruit user?"

Crocodile stared at Kosha and asked tentatively: "Why is this fruit... in your hand?"

"why?"

Facing Crocodile's question, Kosha curled up his lips and said, "Of course I got it the way a pirate did..."

"very good!"

Kosha's clean answer made Crocodile's eyes flash with admiration.

This is the law of this world. As long as your fist is strong enough, you are the right one.

"As far as I know, the power of the Menmen Fruit is not very strong,"

"If that's your confidence, that's very disappointing,"

"You know, the battle just now... was not even a warm-up."

Crocodile spoke calmly, followed by a hoarse voice.

It was obvious that he didn't think Kosa could use this gate fruit to defeat him.

"The abilities of devil fruits vary from person to person."

Kosha didn't say much about this. He clenched the long knife in his hand and held it in front of him, his movements as smooth as water.

The white long knife shone with a suffocating edge, and the flame patterns on the blade seemed to be burning under the dim light of the sun.

With just one movement of raising the knife, Kosha's eyes became stern, and an extremely sharp aura emerged spontaneously.

"It's a good momentum. It varies from person to person..."

Crocodile slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist and said calmly:

"It seems like this battle won't be too boring,"

"I would like to see...what kind of abilities you can develop."

There was a look of interest on his face with knife marks across it.

Maybe it would be a good idea to have a warm-up battle before finding the ancient weapon Pluto.

Just like the original fight with Luffy in the desert, just to kill some time.

Kosha smiled and said, "I believe I won't disappoint you."

the wind blows,

The ground stirred up countless dust,

The two of them stood far away, their cloaks behind them fluttering in the wind.

At this moment, this place seems to be a decisive battle arena,

Kosha's eyes burned with fighting spirit, and his momentum continued to rise.

Crocodile smoked a cigar with an indifferent expression, and a trace of yellow sand floated out from his body.

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"Long live Lord Crocodile!!"

"Lord Crocodile is the patron saint of Alabasta and the hero of Alabasta!!"

"Hero!! Hero!! Hero!!!"

In the square below, there was a huge crowd, and the fanatical shouts were deafening, as if they were about to break through the sky.

Although they could no longer see Crocodile and had no idea what was happening on the rooftop, their cheers did not diminish at all.

Even if Crocodile leaves, they will shout wildly.

It's just that this kind of shouting is particularly harsh at the moment when Kosha and Crocodile are fighting to the death.

Real heroes always seem to be unknown, and no amount of dedication can compare to some means and superficial packaging. This is true in both past and present lives.

If you hear something too often, you will naturally believe it, even if it is some lie.

The reputation of the hero becomes more and more popular,

The wind was also blowing sharply, and the roar was getting louder and louder.

Kosha and Crocodile faced each other from a distance, both staring at each other.

The gentle and steady breathing of the two people, and the aura on their bodies can be clearly seen, extremely clear.

Although they were all silent, an invisible battle was actually going on silently.

As soon as the opponent shows a slight flaw, he will take action in a thunderous manner.

The cheers of heroes kept echoing in his ears, but Kosha's expression remained normal.

He didn't say any words, just stared at Crocodile.

The hearts of quiet people are full of waves, and the same is true for Kosha.

It would be unrealistic to say that the cheers of heroes in the sky had no impact on Kosa at all.

But...what can he say?

All he could do seemed to be silent, and then try his best to defeat the enemy in front of him.

Kosha has experienced many unimaginable hardships for more than a year. He worked hard to become stronger just to defeat Crocodile today,?

Everything will have a result today.

Regardless of victory or defeat, life or death.

The wind gradually dropped.

"Are you really sure you want to continue fighting with me?"

Crocodile narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly.

Kosha slowly raised his head: "Why not?"

Crocodile grinned with a sarcastic smile and said slowly:

"Have you heard this crazy cry? I am now in the spotlight and everyone sees me as a hero,"

"And you are a rebel, and everyone hates you,"

"Do you dare to show up in public now? As long as you dare to appear in sight, everyone will rush forward to kill you regardless of their own safety,"

"They are all a group of extremely stupid people, and I control them at will and play with them as I please,"

"But they will only be grateful to me, while you silently dedicated yourself and gave everything but were spurned by everyone,"

"Don't you understand? This is how the world is..."

Crocodile smiled. He kept staring at Kosha, and his cruel words continued:

"No one will understand you now, and no one will want you alive,"

"Even so..."

"You still want to fight for this country, you still want to save them..."

"Is all this worth it?"

Yes!

What Crocodile said was heartbreaking.

Although it sounds unpleasant, it is a fact that cannot be quibbled with.

Everyone is celebrating the death of Kosha,

Everyone is cheering for Crocodile,

This huge contrast undoubtedly illustrates this cruel fact.

Is everything Kosha is doing now really worth it?

No one can answer this question...

The path of the strong must be lonely.

What awaits Kosha ahead is not only Crocodile, a powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat, but also the scorn of thousands of people.

This is an extremely difficult road,

But if he can overcome this hurdle, Kosha will truly embark on the road to becoming a strong man.

This is a necessary hardship, and no strong person's success is a fluke.

Faced with Crocodile's soul-piercing questions,

Kosha smiled with a free and easy expression:

"Is it worth it or not, so what?"

"It's nothing more than an excuse!"

As he said that, Kosha's face returned to its usual calmness:

"I have never considered myself a good person, let alone saving others. I have never even expected anyone to be grateful to me..."

"The reason why I show up here to fight you is just to follow my heart,"

"I don't care whether others are grateful to me or resentful of me, I just have my conscience to live up to,"

"I will naturally feel happier when I am appreciated, but I won't say much if I am resented."

"The so-called strong man relies on his heart, doesn't he?"

Kosha's tone was calm, with a smile on his face:

"Besides, I don't want to be a hero again, because heroes all die young,"

"As long as I kill you here, for me... everything is enough!!"

Koshaping's straightforward words caused Crocodile to fall into silence.

After a long time,

He suddenly laughed boldly:

"You are indeed considered a strong person, I remember your name!"

"Kosa, I will let you die happily."

Crocodile looked solemn and solemnly called out Kosha's name for the first time.

With such a mentality, Kosha deserves to be called by his name.

"Come here now!!"

Kosha pointed the sword directly at Crocodile, moved his feet, and flew out with a bang.

"Kosa, go die in peace!"

Killing intent appeared in Crocodile's eyes, and his legs instantly turned into violent sand.

Like the propeller of a jet rocket, it pushed his body forward at an astonishing speed.

The sharp breaths were tit for tat, and the two men shouted low and rushed towards each other at the same time.

"One Sword Style·Slash!!"

"Heavyweight Sandstorm!!"

Wind blows,

The wind is blowing!

The fierce wind and sand swept hundreds of meters in an instant.