Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

When Mihawk was tired, Mo Xingchen took over, and when Mo Xingchen was tired, Mihawk took over. These two big shots took turns to paddle the boat and sailed for several days.

Of course, the two were also competing with each other secretly. If you spent a whole day chopping with sword energy today, then I will chop for half a day longer than you tomorrow.

In the contest of endurance, Mihawk was ultimately defeated.

As it happened, today was Sunday, and Mo Xingchen was supposed to use his sword energy as oars, but he took the excuse that he didn't have to work on the weekend and took a break.

So today's boat is really drifting with the wind.

Mihawk seemed very magnanimous and was not angry. Anyway, it would be Mo Xingchen's turn to chop next time.

But in order to save face, Mihawk took the initiative to propose a fishing competition, limited to one day, to see who catches the most fish in total weight, and will be the winner.

So the two of them started casting their rods, one on the left and one on the right. In less than half a day, Mo Xingchen had caught several fish. When he turned around, he found that Mihawk had caught nothing.

Mo Xingchen happily ran to Mihawk's side and started taunting him, trying to mess with his mentality.

But Mihawk simply closed his eyes and entered the sage state, automatically shielding himself from Mo Xingchen's verbal attacks, appearing exceptionally calm.

Because he was casting a long line to catch big fish, he did not reel in the first small fish he caught. Instead, he used a knife to cut a wound on its body to let the fish bleed.

The purpose is to attract bigger fish to take the bait, and so on, so now he has tied a heavy fish to the hook.

He wanted to catch a sea king and win with one shot! It was a heart-pounding game!

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As time went by, the number of fish Mo Xingchen caught increased. Just when he thought he had won,

Mihawk noticed a huge black shadow in the sea. He quickly stood up, grabbed the fishing rod with both hands, and pulled the big fish tied to it out of the sea.

Then a huge sea king followed the big fish and jumped out of the water. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the big fish in one gulp.

Mihawk excitedly drew out his black knife "Night" and was about to chop the sea king down. Mo Xingchen saw this and quickly shouted to stop him.

"Lao Mi, spare the fish! This is a good oar!"

Hearing Mo Xingchen's words, Mihawk was stunned for a moment, but he also suppressed the desire to draw his knife. He looked at Mo Xingchen in confusion, wanting to see what he was going to do.

When Mo Xingchen saw Mihawk stop, he immediately activated his mental strength and charged towards the violent sea king.

"If you don't want to die, just pull the boat!"

The simple and clear communication calmed the sea king down. It was not very intelligent to begin with, and looked at the two tiny insects with doubts in its big eyes.

It seems to be saying: Just you?

Mo Xingchen was so angry that he laughed, turned his head and said to Mihawk:

"Hey, this bastard actually looks down on us! Lao Mi, teach him a lesson!"

Although Mihawk didn't know how to communicate with sea kings, he could still understand the disdain in the eyes of this stupid fish.

The veins on the arm holding the black knife "Ye" appeared, and the next second, a terrifying green sword energy flew towards the sea along the body of the sea king.

The sea water was directly cut open by the sword energy, revealing a huge gap. The pupils of the sea king shrank and trembled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a harmonious and friendly communication, this sea king, with tears in his eyes, became a glorious boatman.

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Mihawk suddenly became curious and asked:

"Sir, how do I cultivate special abilities derived from my Observation Haki?"

Obviously, he thought that Mo Xingchen had just communicated with the Sea Kings, using the Observation Haki that listens to all things, just like the Pirate King Roger.

And this time when he went to find Shanks, he discovered that Shanks' Observation Haki also had a special ability, which was an ability that made it impossible for other people's Observation Haki to capture or predict their movements.

Although it sometimes works and sometimes doesn't, it is powerful enough. He also asked Shanks about it, but the idiot himself didn't know the reason.

Mo Xingchen was confused when he heard Mihawk's question. Observation Haki? He didn't know that. He had always used his spiritual sense to capture the opponent's movements.

Moreover, when communicating with sea kings, one does not use spiritual consciousness but mental power.

But he certainly couldn't embarrass himself in front of his subordinates, so he used his mental power to talk directly to Mihawk.

"I didn't use Observation Haki, but mental power, which can be regarded as a special Conqueror Haki!"

Mihawk saw that Mo Xingchen didn't say anything, but his voice rang clearly in his heart.

It felt like he was imagining the other person's voice and words in his mind. But it was obviously not his imagination. In short, this magical scene shocked Mihawk!

"Conqueror's Haki? Unfortunately, I don't have it, otherwise I could ask you for advice."

Mo Xingchen was stunned for a moment. Doesn’t Mihawk have the domineering aura?

Then how did he manage to fight Shanks on equal terms? It couldn't be a pure swordsmanship contest!

Forget it, just blame Oda for any unreasonable questions, you can’t go wrong!

However, Mo Xingchen still patted Mihawk on the shoulder and said with a smile:

“I think that Conqueror’s Haki is just a manifestation of mental strength, not something that can only be possessed by someone with the potential to become a king as you think.

Do you see what kind of king I want to be?

So I think you should have the same concentration on kendo. No one I have ever met can compare to you.

Isn’t this a manifestation of spiritual power? "

After hearing Mo Xingchen's words, Mihawk was in a trance. He remembered that he was obsessed with swords when he was young. He wondered why he held a sword and why he drew the sword.

Along the way, he is now respected as the "world's strongest swordsman", but he has not slacked off. He still works hard because he knows that his boss has gone further on the road of kendo than he has.

But what if you surpass it? Will you still have the courage to continue climbing?

Mo Xingchen certainly didn't know what was going on in Mihawk's mind at this moment. Seeing him blankly, as if thinking about something, he continued to fool around:

"Chunjun, although it is a famous sword in the world, it is only four feet long. You and I are not saints.

However, the world is too big.

I only care about the four feet in front of me!"

Mihawk was shocked when he heard this. He muttered to himself, repeating Mo Xingchen's last words.

“The world is so big, I only care about the four feet in front of me!

The world is so big, I only care about the four feet in front of me!

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Suddenly, the "Night" in Mihawk's hand began to make a series of sword sounds and trembled continuously.

"The world is so big, what does it have to do with me?"

Mihawk closed his eyes and began to ask himself questions:

"Seven feet away, it's the world!

Within seven feet...I am invincible!"

After saying that, Mihawk suddenly opened his eyes and swung his sword, but no sword energy burst out.

However, Mo Xingchen clearly sensed through his mental power that with the length of the black sword "Night", a circular shield similar to the sword domain was formed around Mihawk.

The invisible and sharp sword energy shuttled rapidly inside. There was no doubt that the enemy would be cut into meat paste after entering.

Mihawk put away his sword, then placed his right hand on his chest, gracefully bowed to Mo Xingchen, and said solemnly:

"Thank you for your advice, sir!"

The corners of Mo Xingchen's mouth twitched unnaturally, and he waved his hand casually to indicate that he didn't mind.

But he suddenly felt sour in his heart, thinking that after all these years, he was still a Qi-refining cannon fodder.

I just wanted to show off, how come you suddenly realized it in just one sentence?

Who is the protagonist after all?

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