Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

When the raging crescent torrent dissipates.

Rosen held a long sword and slashed the moon, standing on the surface of the sea, maintaining the action of swinging the sword to kill.

As for the person in front of him, Joracol Mihawk and the supreme sword Night in his hand had disappeared.

The only thing left was a hole like a deep well on the surging sea surface.

It looks pitch black and you can't see the bottom at all. There is no doubt that as long as you jump into the deep well, you can go all the way from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.

Obviously.

The sea was blasted through by the Crescent Moon Sky Strike that Rosen had just wrapped around his Crescent Moon Sword, forming a terrifying deep well in the sea.

As for Djorakol Mihawk.

Naturally, he was chopped down into the depths of the sea by a single blow.

"Hehehe!"

Rosen stood in mid-air, his pupils filled with red light sweeping towards the sea below. He seemed to see something and chuckled.

Just as the deep well formed by the blast through the sea surface by the Crescent Moon Sky Chong was rapidly filling up with the irrigation of a large amount of sea water and was about to return to its original state, his left hand holding the short knife Zhan Yue suddenly raised up and swung it downwards.

click

The boundless South China Sea, like a birthday cake, was forcibly cut off, leaving a chasm five hundred meters long and one kilometer deep.

As the sea was cut and broken, Djorakol Mihawk's figure was exposed in the air again.

at this time.

He clenched the night with both hands and made a chopping motion with a knife.

However, the surface of the sea was cut off, and the original intention to take advantage of the cover of the sea to release a slashing wave to give Rosen a taste of his own medicine was exposed and interrupted.

This change undoubtedly made Joracol Mihawk completely understand one thing.

Rosen's Observation Haki can also see the future, and the future he sees is even farther away than what he has seen.

After realizing this.

Joracol Mihawk did not swing his sword again. Instead, he took advantage of the brief gap when the sea was split into two and had not yet completely closed. He stepped into the void and shot out of the seabed like an arrow, standing on a wooden board that was drifting with the waves.

It was one of the wreckages of a naval ship that he had chased all the way back to the South China Sea from the Grand Line and finally cut off.

At this moment, this part of the wreckage has become his resting place.

After breaking out of the sea.

Joracol Mihawk was breathing softly, and on his slightly heaving chest there was a scarlet wound deep enough to see the bone, but his hawk-like eyes were still as sharp as a knife.

"It's really tough!"

"As expected of the great swordsman who is closest to the world's strongest."

"Then you should be clear about the gap between you and me."

Rosen was not surprised to see that Joracol Mihawk did not fall down after taking a hit from the Crescent Moon Sky Strike, but instead looked like he still had the strength to fight again.

Among the monsters standing on the top of the sea, unless they are really old, which one is not a blood cow?

Djorakol Mihawk is now in his early thirties.

Even though the swordsman is usually set up as a fragile character with high attack and thin skin, his health bar is still very thick.

It is difficult to clear the health bar unless the heart is pierced or the throat is cut.

The most important thing is that Djorakl Mihawk is always calm and steady when fighting, and never gives anyone a chance to take advantage of him.

Unlike Kozuki Oden, who dared to be distracted during battle and exposed fatal flaws.

It’s not like the old Garp, who is already fragile and has little blood, but still dares to be distracted to protect the Deserter King.

The only way to defeat a flawless swordsman like Djork Mihawk is to crush him head-on with absolute strength.

Conspiracy.

A sneak attack.

It is difficult to play a substantial role.

"In the past, many of those defeated dogs who fell under my sword had strengths that were superior to mine before they lost to me."

"But the person standing in front of you now is still me."

"A swordsman is one who dares to swing his sword against someone stronger than himself."

When Joracol Mihawk heard this, his expression, eyes, and heart did not waver at all.

like he said.

Many of the opponents he faced in the past were superior to him before the fight, but he was still the winner in the end.

"You are not a pure swordsman."

"So, there is a lack of a deep understanding of swordsmen."

"Every time a sword is swung at a powerful enemy, it is not only the sword that becomes stronger, but also the swordsman who holds it."

As soon as Joracle Mihawk finished speaking, a powerful domineering aura burst out from his body.

Chi Chi

Huge streaks of black and red lightning, like violent dragons flying in the sky, lingered around his body and wrapped around his night.

"Maybe it's just like what you said. I really lack this understanding."

"After all, it's different from you fighting and struggling to surpass an opponent who is stronger than you."

"In the past, I seemed to only need to sleep for a day to see those who were stronger than me. After a day, those who were stronger than me yesterday could only look up at me from behind, until they could no longer see me. Those who were weaker than me, no matter how hard they tried, how much they trained, or how strong they became, would never be able to compare to me for the rest of their lives."

Rosen nodded slightly, acknowledging what Jurakol Mihawk said.

"So you really have never been defeated!"

When Joracol Mihawk heard this, he couldn't even think that this man was too arrogant.

Because he knew that Rosen was just telling the truth.

However, after learning everything, the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.

“There was none in the past, there is none now, and there will be none in the future.”

Rosen shook his head.

"That's because you haven't met me."

Djorakol Mihawk stared straight into Rosen's eyes and dispelled the Armament Haki that was lingering in the night.

A strange scene appeared.

Before, he used the entanglement and hardening of the armament color to temporarily transform the supreme sword in his hand into a black sword.

But now, after the armament domineering was retracted, Ye still maintained the state of the black sword.

"Have you refined the black sword?"

When Rosen saw this scene, he laughed instead of being surprised.

"I want to thank you, Rosen."

"Help me to forge the world's strongest black sword."

"If you hadn't remotely controlled Susanoo to fight me, and if you hadn't pushed me into danger time and time again, it would have been difficult for Ye and I to take the last step toward becoming the strongest in the world."

Although Jurakol Mihawk was seriously injured and his health bar dropped sharply, his fighting spirit and strength exceeded that before he was injured.

The moment when he was chopped down to the bottom of the sea by Rosen and refined into a black sword.

Not only did Ye, as a swordsman, cross the last distance to becoming the world's strongest black sword, but as a swordsman, he also crossed the last step to becoming the world's most powerful swordsman.

This is the charm of a swordsman.

Strong and weak.

Born from death.

In battle, the situation is often reversed in an instant.

"As a gift to you, I will use this world's strongest black sword to help you make a break and carve the word defeat on your body with my own hands."

Djoracol Mihawk gripped the hilt with both hands and raised the Black Sword Night. Armament Haki and Domineering Haki surged out from his palms and entwined around the blade.

The man has not moved, the knife has not been cut.

A fierce and domineering sword force of a king has already burst out from the body.

this moment.

He and the black knife in his hand seemed to be integrated into one, transforming into a dominant divine sword standing between heaven and earth. With just the naturally domineering aura and sword power he exuded, he could tear through everything in the world.