Pirates: Invincible at the beginning

With Mihawk leading the way, the Liberty didn't take much time to arrive at an uninhabited island.

This island was discovered by Mihawk while wandering around this sea area in the past few months.

Apart from going to Cigu Island to inquire about information, he usually stays here most of the time.

After all, it's impossible for his coffin-like boat to stay on the sea forever!

The island is not big, only about ten kilometers.

There are no beaches on the island, and there are no animals. There is nothing except trees and some resting seabirds.

In the pile of rocks in the middle of the island, Sorata and Mihawk stood opposite each other.

Silent, but gaining momentum.

The Liberty was parked next to a boulder on the edge of the island, and the people on the ship were all standing on the boulder, staring excitedly at the center of the island.

They could all feel the invisible momentum collision between the two people in the middle of the island.

Silent.

Ka-!

Suddenly...a sound like muffled thunder flashed through everyone's hearts.

"Are you going to start?"

Kuina held the "Wado Ichimonji" tightly around her waist, her eyes stared forward excitedly, her body stood upright, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, and her whole body exuded a sharp aura.

The last time Sorata and Golden Lion fought, they only watched the beginning, which was not satisfying at all.

This time is different.

The collision between two of the world's top swordsmen, one of whom is still the number one in the world at this time, is exciting just thinking about it.

In the middle of the island, Sorata stared at Mihawk, leaning forward, bending his legs, holding Zhan Kong's scabbard in his left hand, lifting it up, and touching the handle of the knife with his right hand.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The flowing armed domineering energy instantly wrapped around Zhan Kong.

"This guy is too strong! His swordsman's aura is on par with his overlord's aura."

"He is worthy of the man standing on the throne of the pinnacle of swordsmen!"

But there was one thing that he was confused about. Mihawk's aura was strong, but it could only target one person, so he was sure that it was definitely not a domineering one.

He didn't know that Mihawk was already sitting on the throne of the world's best swordsman, so why didn't he look like a king?

"Does it really have to be inherited to have it?"

"Then what happened to him?"

He is not traveling through soul, but traveling through body. He has the domineering look of a king. It is a bit strange that Mihawk, a person standing at the top of the pyramid, does not have it.

At first, when he awakened the Overlord Color Haki, he really thought that this thing was just powerful enough, but when he saw Mihawk, he understood.

The overlord color and domineering energy may really not be something that can be awakened just by having the courage to do so.

No one will doubt Mihawk's courage!

If the world's best swordsman doesn't have courage, then no one will.

"Forget it, no more!"

Sorata shook his head and threw away the random thoughts in his mind. If he couldn't figure it out, he would stop thinking about it. The main task now was to fight this guy who put great pressure on him.

He raised his head and stared into Mihawk's calm eyes with a hint of excitement, and his eyes were focused.

锃——!

Zhan Kong unsheathed instantly.

"Ittō-ryu·Iai·Chopping!"

How can a swordsman's battle be without flying slashes and clashes!

It has always been said that this guy's slashing skills are the best in the world. Today he will take a closer look to see how far he is from his slashing skills.

puff--!

A huge crescent-shaped silver-gray slash cut through the air and quickly slashed diagonally and horizontally towards Mihawk.

Before the slash came, Mihawk could already feel the infinite edge contained in Sorata's slash.

He stared at the slash, his pupils contracted, his eyes froze, he raised his right hand, moved backwards, and grasped the handle of the "Black Knife Night".

Zheng-!

"Ye" was instantly unsheathed, and the blade rubbed against the blade, making a pleasant sound.

He holds "Ye" high in his right hand, puts the back of the knife on his right shoulder, holds the handle of the knife in his left hand, and holds the knife in both hands.

Facing the oncoming silver-gray slash, he slashed diagonally.

Black light flashed.

A huge light cyan slash moved forward quickly.

clang--!

The silver-gray slash and Mihawk's light cyan slash formed a cross shape and collided instantly.

Boom! !

White light flashed, and the ground sank for an instant. Then, with the slash and collision as the center, the ground seemed to have turned into a wave, rapidly sweeping outward with the shock wave.

Facing the shock wave, Sorata jumped back, his eyes flashed red, and his upper body swayed from side to side to avoid the rocks caught in the shock wave.

Then he did a backflip and stood on a boulder behind him, with his silver hair dancing wildly backwards in the wind.

"Is this the collision of top swordsmen?"

"It's too dazzling!"

On the boulders beside the island, everyone covered their foreheads with their hands, squinted their eyes, facing the hurricane formed by the shock wave, and stared at the center of the island, with a burst of wonder in their eyes.

Kaka! !

On the stone, Sorata stared at the center of the slash, with stars in his eyes.

"It actually broke his slash so quickly."

Kaka! !

At the center of the battle, on the silver-gray slash, cracks like spider webs continued to extend outward from the middle.

Finally, with a "click" sound, it completely shattered.

Then the fragments rushed around under the power of the light cyan slash, and finally stopped in space. As if the power was exhausted, they flashed with silver-gray light and quickly disappeared.

As for Mihawk's light cyan slash, except that the color became lighter, there was no other change. He continued to move forward and quickly slashed towards Sorata.

"It is indeed the best slash in the world!"

Sure enough, there was only the wrong person, not the wrong title.

If Mihawk's slashing attack can be recognized by everyone as the best in the world, then it must be the best in the world.

Sorata held the sword in his right hand and turned the blade, using his arm hard, looking at the oncoming slash, and swung it upward.

clang--!

Feeling the power coming from Zhankong, Sorata exerted a little force with his right hand, and with a "bang" sound, he knocked away the blow.

The light cyan slash was changed in direction by Sorata's power, formed into a spiral, and flew quickly towards the sky.

Bang-!

The clouds above our heads dispersed and disappeared into the sky.

Sorata glanced at the sky, looked back, and looked down at Mihawk with excitement in his eyes.

"Strong! Too strong!!"

"Is this the pinnacle of a swordsman?"

This guy's slashes are like a flat A. I don't know if it's swordsmanship or just random slashes.

It's okay to say that it's a swordsmanship, but if it's really a random slash, then this guy's swordsmanship must have reached the realm of transformation!

Transformation state, the highest state of swordsmanship, every movement and stillness is the swordsmanship itself, and there is no need to deliberately practice any other swordsmanship.

Do not……

There won't be such a person. If he is really that powerful, then he is not the best in the world, but the sword god.

After all, this is just his own understanding of swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, he kicked his feet on the ground and rushed towards Mihawk quickly with a "whoosh" sound.

When charging forward, Zhan Kong resheathed instantly.

"Ok!"

Mihawk, with a sudden red light in his eyes, held the knife in both hands and slashed quickly towards the open space in front of him.

"Shave, Iai, draw your sword and kill!"

clang--!

Zhankong was at the bottom and Ye was at the top. The two knives with completely black blades collided together instantly.