One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

After leaving the Merry.

Guina came to a dilapidated castle far away from the hustle and bustle. The castle stood on a barren hill, surrounded by weeds and vines climbing on the mottled stone walls.

Under the gloomy sky, the cold wind whistled through the ruins of the castle, making an eerie whistling sound.

Guina stepped into the castle gate carefully. The stone pavement under her feet was covered with cracks and moss, making a creaking sound.

She searched the dim hall and saw many broken swords piled up in the corner. The swords were rusty and some were even broken, as if silently telling of the tragic battle that had taken place.

Kuina squatted down gently, stretched out her delicate white hand, and slowly stroked the broken swords, as if she could feel that a thrilling, life-and-death battle had once taken place here.

Her heart also fluctuated with the touch, and fierce and bloody scenes began to emerge in her mind: the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers intertwined, the shouts of killing rose and fell; the soldiers fought bravely, swaying their lives and courage in the bloody wind...

Just as Kuina was immersed in the battle scene she imagined, a sharp and piercing sound of wind suddenly came from behind her.

This sudden change made her heart tighten suddenly, but the alertness cultivated by years of hard training in the virtual space enabled her to react immediately.

Her body flashed to the side at a speed that was unbelievable to ordinary people, like a nimble cat.

"Swish!" A cold light flashed, and an extremely sharp spear with a blazing flame passed by almost close to the corner of her clothes.

If she hadn't moved quickly enough, she would have been pierced by the blow. Kuina stood firmly on her feet, looking coldly at the person who had just attacked her.

Looking closely, I saw a man wearing a pilot's hat and goggles standing not far away.

He held the still burning spear tightly in his hand, his eyes flashing with undisguised hostility and murderous intent. He was tall and mighty, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression; facing such an enemy, Kuina did not dare to be careless, and was fully focused on preparing for any situation that might happen next.

"Who are you? Why did you suddenly attack me?" Kuina asked loudly, her voice echoing in the empty castle, as if it could penetrate every wall so that everyone could hear her anger.

Her eyes were full of vigilance and doubt, but also revealed a hint of determination and indomitable spirit.

The man sneered, his laughter was filled with disdain and ridicule: "Humph, anyone who breaks in here must die. I am Shura, one of the four great priests!"

His tone was cold and ruthless, as if it was a messenger from hell, making people shudder.

Kuina frowned as she realized that she had encountered a powerful enemy.

However, she was not intimidated by the other party's momentum. Instead, she said more firmly: "I have no intention of being your enemy, but if you insist on forcing me, I will not back down!"

As she spoke, she tightly grasped the Wado Ichimonji at her waist with her right hand and slowly pulled it out.

As the sword was unsheathed, a sharp sword energy rushed towards her, as if to tear the air apart. Kuina's eyes became focused and sharp, and she was ready to face the upcoming battle.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Shura shouted, waving the fire spear and rushing towards Kuina again.

He was extremely fast, like a flash of red lightning, and instantly approached Kuina.

Kuina dodged sideways, her movements light and agile, like a dancing butterfly.

He swung the sword in his hand and used the move "Itto-ryu: Asuka". The sword flashed and drew a graceful arc like a bird spreading its wings, slashing towards Shura's arm.

Shura reacted extremely quickly. He noticed Kuina's attack and immediately retracted his spear to block it.

There was a loud clang, and the sword and spear collided, splashing a string of dazzling sparks. At this moment, the whole space seemed to be illuminated, and sparks scattered everywhere, as beautiful and dangerous as fireworks.

Shura then made a gorgeous turn and pointed his spear at Kuina's leg with a thunderous force.

Kuina leaped up lightly like a dancing butterfly, and performed the amazing "Itto-ryu: Guolong" in mid-air. The long sword in her hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, with majestic sword power and unparalleled momentum, directly approaching Shura's face.

Shura did not dare to be negligent at all. He quickly took a few steps back and cleverly avoided this extremely fierce attack.

However, he did not give up, but waved the fire spear in his hand with blazing flames, and the flames drew dazzling arcs in the air, trying to disrupt Kuina's vision.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Kuina remained unmoved. Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate all illusions.

She flashed and circled behind Shura like a ghost. With a clear sound of sword, "One Sword Style: Hell's Remaining Life" was performed. This sword was as swift as a storm, and the sword wind whistled, stabbing towards Shura's back with endless killing intent.

Shura keenly felt the chill coming from behind, and without hesitation he lunged forward, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

He stood up, his eyes revealing an unprecedented solemnity. "I didn't expect that a little girl like you would have such means!" Shura said, gritting his teeth.

The corners of Kuina's mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, "This is just the beginning!" Before she finished speaking, she swung her sword again and started a new round of fierce confrontation with Shura.

For a moment, the whole castle was shocked by their battle.

Kuina gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, her eyes fixed on the enemy in front of her - Shura.

Her breathing was steady and deep, as if she had merged with the surroundings. Suddenly, she caught a fleeting opportunity and launched an attack without hesitation.

She just shook her wrist, and the sword instantly burst out with sharp sword energy, and the sword force was as fierce as a storm.

Facing Kuina's sudden attack, Shura began to feel exhausted. He retreated step by step, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack, but Kuina's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, making him unable to defend himself.

At this moment, Kuina keenly noticed a flaw in Shura's moves. She shouted: "One Sword Style: Heavenly Tiger Leap!" The voice resounded throughout the space, carrying endless majesty and domineering power.

Following this roar, Kuina's figure leaped towards Shura like a tiger. The sword in her hand flashed with dazzling light, condensing unparalleled power and momentum.

Shura opened his eyes wide in horror, trying to block the fatal blow, but it was too late. The sword flashed, and with a "puff" sound, the sword pierced Shura's chest without any hindrance.

The fire spear in Shura's hand fell, and his body slowly fell down, as if he had lost all his vitality. Kuina stood quietly in place and put the sword back into the scabbard.

She panted slightly, stared at Shura who was lying on the ground, and said coldly: "You asked for this."

At this moment, Kuina did not feel any joy or pride in her heart, but only a sense of relief. This battle was not only a victory over an enemy, but also a proof of her own strength.