One Piece: One Hundred Ghosts at Night

At the same time, an uninvited guest was welcomed outside the Shigure Dojo.

At the entrance of the dojo, stood a tall figure, about two meters tall, full of intimidation. Looking at the front, he was about forty years old, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his gray hair told that this middle-aged man had a difficult life. of the past.

If you look at it from these points, this is just an old man who has been baptized by the years.

However, if you see his eyes, you will have another idea.

Sharp, sharp, cutting through everything, unstoppable, like a sword, this is the look of a powerful swordsman.

This is a terrifying swordsman with a sharp edge.

Unlike Lu Liang's teacher, Lu Liang's teacher is like a famous sword hidden in a scabbard, with all its sharp edges.

Then the tall, middle-aged swordsman in front of the dojo is a fierce sword that doesn't know how to restrain it. It can be extremely sharp but also lead to destruction.

It hurts both others and oneself, it is a vicious sword.

In fact, Lu Liang also owns such a knife. Even though his appearance is extremely gorgeous, coquettish, and extremely beautiful, he cannot conceal his thirst for blood.

This is just like its name, Hongji.

"It's getting more and more shabby, Shiyu Cang Yanliu, "The Strongest Sword" huh, that's ridiculous."

The middle-aged man looked at the plaque beside the door with a complicated expression. After a while, he looked away and sneered disdainfully.

The originally complicated eyes gradually turned cold and regained their original sharpness.

At the same time, he stopped staying and walked into the gym in two steps.

Gym

As usual, the old man sat down by the courtyard after eating the lunch left by Avika when he went out in the morning.

Next to him were brewed hot tea and a plate of snacks.

Feel the leisurely life in the afternoon.

In the courtyard, beautiful cherry blossoms bloomed on the cherry blossom trees, swaying from the branches in the breeze.

Floating and circling in the wind, then slowly falling to the ground.

“It’s so elegant”

A sound like iron scraping suddenly sounded, breaking the harmony of the courtyard.

I saw a tall middle-aged man in a black cloak walking from the other side of the courtyard.

Ignoring the beautiful flower scene, I walked towards the old man.

Perhaps for middle-aged people, the old man in front of them is much more interesting than these boring scenery.

"It's you, why did you think of coming to visit this bad old man like me?"

Following the voice, the old man saw the middle-aged man, and then said in a calm tone, as if he was talking to a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

But the tea cup in the old man's hand revealed that the old man's heart was not as calm as on the surface.

The tea in the tea cup has ripples on its surface, just like the old man's inner lake.

"Huh, I'm not here to see you."

Looking at the old man, the middle-aged man was not calm either. His sharp eyes were full of hatred, but he became calm again in an instant.

Although the hatred was only fleeting, it still fell in the old man's eyes.

The old man couldn't help but show a lonely expression, and he felt much older.

After taking a sip of tea, the old man sighed.

"Do you still hate me?"

Facing the old man's inquiry, the middle-aged man did not comment. Instead, he looked at the old man and asked him calmly.

"What's the point of hating or not hating? You should understand why I came back."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's tone suddenly became fanatical,

"Give it to me."

At the same time, the middle-aged man put his right hand on the handle of the knife on his left waist.

Obviously, if the old man refuses to pay, the middle-aged man won't mind resorting to extraordinary measures.

Faced with the aggressiveness of the middle-aged man, the old man still drank the tea in his cup calmly with an indifferent expression.

At the same time, he said in a kind tone,

"You should understand that it can't be given to you."

"With your courage, there is no way you can control it."

After hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged man's cold face showed anger for the first time.

"It's this sentence again, it was this sentence ten years ago, and it's still this sentence now."

"Tell me what courage is, my dear father."

The middle-aged man almost shouted "Father" at the last word and his face became extremely ferocious.

Looking at the old man he once respected so much, the middle-aged man now felt even more resentful.

Since childhood, he has grown up in this gym, watching his father's back.

Gentle, strong and confident.

Such a father makes me long for him, hoping to become as powerful as his father.

Inheriting his father's kendo, dojo, and guarding his father's dream is his dream.

In his father's words, the sword he practiced was "the strongest sword".

Therefore, he will definitely be the strongest swordsman.

I always believed this until I met that man.

The swordsmanship that I was so proud of was so powerless in front of that man's sword.

One sword, just one sword, and he lost to him.

If you lose this duel, no, it shouldn't be called a duel, it's just a one-sided abuse.

From then on, my world collapsed.

"Haha, the most powerful sword is all a lie."

That man has become my nightmare since then.

From then on, I trained even harder.

But the more I train, the more I feel how powerless I am.

So far away, so far away from that man.

However, by accident, he discovered a secret.

The "strongest secret" of the school you practice.

It turns out that only Shigure Cang Yanliu, who possesses it, is the most powerful and invincible sword.

At this moment, I seemed to see the hope of catching up or even surpassing that man.

But when I asked my father for it, I was refused.

I knelt in the garden of cherry blossoms and begged my father, but he said coldly: "You don't have the courage to control it." Then he walked away, leaving only his cold body.

I knelt in the courtyard for three days. During these three days, I didn't see the man once.

Three days later, he left the gym, Rogge Town, and even Donghai.

Now, I'm back, I'm back with a stronger attitude, I'm back to collect what I didn't collect ten years ago.

"Give it to me." The middle-aged man pulled out the knife from his waist and approached the two-meter-long Odachi. The blade shone with a strange cold light, which seemed to tell the story of his extraordinaryness.

The middle-aged man pointed the knife at the old man, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Obviously, the middle-aged man had murderous intentions. If the old man refused again, even if this man was the father he had longed for, he would still swing the butcher knife.

Facing his son's intimidation, the old man looked increasingly sad.

But he put down the tea cup with both hands, took the crutch beside him, then stood up, looked at the middle-aged man with a solemn face and said.

"You are not courageous enough"

In an instant, cold light flashed, and the long knife came towards the old man, accompanied by the whirring sound of the long knife breaking through the wind.