One Piece: One Hundred Ghosts at Night

In the dojo, swords clashed and sparks flew everywhere. Although the dojo was originally a bit shabby but was neat and clean due to the careful maintenance of the owner, it was now riddled with holes.

Wrathful knife marks were scattered all around the dojo.

The old house has become overwhelmed by this wanton abuse and has become crumbling.

But the two intersecting figures in the room didn't care.

I saw a middle-aged man wielding an Odachi sword about two meters long as if it was nothing. He was swinging it at an extremely fast speed, and the sword was heading towards his opponent's life gate.

Looking at the old man again, facing the opponent's intense pressure, the knife hidden in the crutch has been unsheathed, either parrying or avoiding, and his cloudy eyes reveal a clarity that belies his age.

"Haha, father, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

As the swords crossed each other, the middle-aged man looked at the old man in a condescending manner and expressed admiration.

This compliment came from the heart of the middle-aged man.

After leaving Donghai, middle-aged people discovered how narrow their vision had been.

On that great sea route, various powerful races and terrifying monsters abounded. Even in the art of swordsmanship, I had been defeated by countless swordsmen.

The "Shi Yu Cang Yan Liu" who is proud of himself and has been practicing hard since childhood is weak and helpless in front of those people.

Constant failures, constant brushes with death.

Let yourself give up the "Shi Yu Cang Yan Liu" that you once regarded as your life.

As long as you can become stronger, as long as you continue to become stronger, any genre is bullshit.

In this way, I became what I am now, such a powerful self.

The two of them fought and quickly retreated to both sides of the dojo.

The old man squatted on the ground, supporting his body with his sword, and looked at the middle-aged man with rapid breathing.

He said with regret on his face: "You still abandoned "Shi Yu Cang Yan Liu", in that case. Why are you still so attached to it."

Upon hearing the old man's question, the middle-aged man looked at the old man indifferently and answered calmly,

"Why, of course it's because this is my obsession. When I left my hometown for it, I just wanted to grow up enough to be qualified to own it one day."

Having said this, the middle-aged man paused and smiled slightly sarcastically.

"Although I have seen more powerful swordsmen outside, I understand how ridiculous your so-called "strongest sword" is, and I even gave up on this boring swordsmanship myself."

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became sharp,

"But since it has been my dream since childhood, I still want to get it, and then"

The middle-aged man swung his sword downwards, grinned in a ferocious arc, and said fiercely,

"Destroy it."

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the old man's eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and he said to the middle-aged man in disbelief,

"This is what you mean."

"of course."

The middle-aged man answered affirmatively without any hesitation.

After hearing the middle-aged man's answer, the old man stood up straight, exuding a fierce aura, and his expression lost the sadness just now and became serious.

"If you think so, then let me wake you up, old man, as a father."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man kicked off his legs and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled wildly on his face,

"If you can do it, then try it."

"The first type of attack type axle rain"

"clang"

The old man struck the middle-aged man's sword with his sword.

Seeing that the blow was not effective, the old man did not panic. He turned around and abandoned the knife. The knife in his right hand was instantly transferred to his left hand. He held the knife in his left hand and slashed towards the middle-aged man's upper body.

"Attack Type 5 May Rain"

Seeing the old man's move, the middle-aged man showed a disdainful smile.

"It's still the same, the same old tricks, without any change, the same tricks, and you still want to defeat me."

The middle-aged man casually held his sword aside.

"clang"

The sword swung by the old man's left hand was still easily blocked.

"Father, if this is all you can do, then you can stop here today."

The middle-aged man shook the Odachi forcefully, knocking the old man back a few steps.

"Fierce teeth. Fierce"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally smooth and mirror-like Odachi blade turned into a metallic black, and then he slashed hard at the old man.

This slash was different from the joke-like slash just now. This was the first time that the middle-aged man revealed his true strength.

Following the slash, a huge fang-shaped sword energy rushed towards the old man.

Seeing this sword energy, the knife that the old man was holding tightly finally fell to the ground weakly.

The old man knew that he could not escape this blow.

He was already old, and he had spent all his energy in the battle with the middle-aged man just now.

In fact, when the middle-aged man knocked the old man back, the old man was no longer able to fight.

Seeing the vicious fangs of death coming, the old man looked calm.

Only the eyes still showed unwillingness and worry.

Unwilling to be reconciled, what was unwilling was that he could not stop his son and watched his son go to the road of destruction step by step.

The one who was worried was that bastard boy.

"Hey, old man, I'm still worried about that little guy at this time. That little guy is very slick."

"But old man, will the little guy be sad if I die?"

"I guess I can. I don't know if I will cry. If I can cry, it will be fun. He looks like a libertine at a young age, which is not cute at all."

"Oh, if only this little guy was cuter."

"But then again, the little guy is already cute enough. If his personality were more lovable, I'm afraid little Avika would be even more obsessed with that little guy, although she is obsessed now."

When he was dying, there was no fear in the old man's mind, but these thoughts that made people laugh or cry most often appeared.

"Hey, old man, you don't want to die."

A frivolous and childish voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere.

This surprised both the middle-aged man and the old man.

Then, between the old man and the huge fang-shaped sword energy, a slender figure suddenly appeared there,

Her long hair was raised back, and she held a gorgeous and alluring red short sword in her right hand, facing the huge sword energy without any fear.

"You bastard, get out of here."

However, the figure who faced the sword energy was not afraid, but the old man who originally faced death without changing his expression suddenly changed his expression and roared loudly with great effort.

But time was too late.

In an instant, the sword energy had already drowned the figure in front of the old man.

Then there was a loud noise. The already shaky house collapsed.

For a time, smoke and dust filled the entire dojo.