Pirates: Summon the Prison Break Rabbit

After learning that A Long and his gang had been killed, the villagers of Kokosia Village all breathed a sigh of relief.

What Xia Yu did not expect was that the villagers whose relatives were killed by A Long and his gang did not execute Xiao Ba.

This was something Xia Yu did not expect.

In his opinion, the hatred of killing relatives is irreconcilable. Now the enemy is in front of him. If he had such a deep hatred, even if the other party knew his mistakes and repented, he would not be merciful.

Many times, the so-called knowledge of the evil people is just that they know they are going to die.

Once they are given a glimmer of hope, their nature will gradually revive.

However, this is the choice of the villagers of Kokosia Village, and he does not want to interfere too much.

As for whether Xiao Ba is truly repentant, he does not care.

Although the original novel later whitewashed Hachi, allowing him to turn over a new leaf and realize his dream of opening a takoyaki shop, that was a comic, and he is now in a real world with mountains and waters, and he is no longer facing paper people, but living lives.

After attending the "village committee" meeting of Kokosia Village for the public trial of Hachi, and knowing the final outcome of Hachi, Xia Yu returned to the travel ship and sat alone on the deck of the travel ship, stepping on a fishing rod and holding a magazine in his hand.

This magazine was left by a like-minded villager when he left Windmill Village.

The reason why it is called like-minded is that this magazine is actually somewhat similar to Blond Heaven, and the content is very white and long.

I don't know how long it took, Mihawk jumped onto the deck, walked to Xia Yu and sat down in front of him.

"It's over?"

Xia Yu kept his eyes on the magazine and asked calmly: "Hawkeye, have you noticed that you have changed? Or have you always been a sinister person? You actually did something like instigating Rayleigh to steal Red Rabbit's canvas shoes. You are a typical person who wants others to become chicken soup after you have been caught in the rain."

"You are talking to me about this?"

Mihawk took out a bottle of red wine from behind like a magic trick and put it on the round table. He said in a deep voice: "I felt something was wrong since the beginning of Windmill Village. It was not until we left Windmill Village that I realized that the reason you played rock-paper-scissors with me was to influence me through your observation Haki."

"Ah?"

Xia Yu looked up at Mihawk and said in surprise: "You only found out when you left Windmill Village? It shouldn't be. With your strength, you shouldn't be affected. Because I used it on Garp before you, but it had little effect!"

"In that case, your strength is still a little different from that old man Garp! "

Mihawk's facial muscles twitched slightly, "Garp is also a master of Conqueror Haki, and he is also a top powerhouse in the old times. It is normal that he will not be affected by your rare Observation Haki!"

"Oh, I see."

Xia Yu nodded in enlightenment, "The so-called world's number one swordsman is only the number one in the field of kendo, and is slightly inferior in other aspects. You are a little biased, Mihawk, play rock-paper-scissors and skipping stones with me more in the future, I believe you will get a comprehensive improvement!"

"By the way, you seem to have touched the threshold of Observation Haki. Are you also a master of Conqueror Haki?"

"You don't know something too?" Mihawk seemed to have caught Xia Yu's weakness, picked up the bottle and took a sip, "In that case, I won't tell you."

Just after taking another sip of wine in his mouth, Mihawk suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the magazine in Xia Yu's hand. When he saw the cover of the magazine, he almost choked on the wine in his mouth.

After swallowing the wine, he coughed several times before he caught his breath. He said angrily, "You read this kind of magazine?"

"What's your reaction?"

Xia Yu glanced at Mihawk and said calmly, "You understand? No wonder your swordsmanship has been stagnant. It's because you are too stubborn and old-fashioned and like to get stuck in a rut. Don't underestimate this magazine. It contains many great truths of life. As long as you understand it, swordsmanship and three-color domineering will all come naturally!"

I didn't expect Xia Yu to be able to see it by looking at a vulgar magazine The truth of life, Mihawk's lips moved slightly, and then he turned around, "Excuse me, goodbye!"

"Hmm?"

Just after turning around, Mihawk suddenly stopped and looked back, "How do you know that my swordsmanship has stagnated?"

"Come, come and sit down!"

Xia Yu raised his hand and pointed to the seat opposite, and put the magazine aside, and said seriously: "Tell you a story about a top swordsman eight hundred years ago!"

"Eight hundred years ago?" Mihawk was skeptical, but he still went back and sat down.

Although Xia Yu always gave him the feeling that he was unreliable, Xia Yu'sHe had to admit that he had a lot of experience and knowledge. He was also inspired by the stories Xia Yu told the villagers in Windmill Village.

So, as long as it was Xia Yu's story, even if he didn't show it, he would sit next to him and pretend to read the newspaper and listen carefully.

Xia Yu straightened his posture, his face full of awe, "Eight hundred years ago, a very powerful swordsman appeared. He galloped across the sea for more than thirty years without encountering an opponent. He can be said to be the real strongest!"

"His name is - Dugu Qiubai. However, at that time, people did not call him the great swordsman, but called him the Sword Demon!"

Seeing Xia Yu's serious and respectful expression for the first time, Mihawk believed it a little and subconsciously said: "Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai?"

Xia Yu nodded, "Before the age of twenty, Dugu Qiubai used a green sword to compete with the world's swordsmen, invincible, and finally achieved the name of a swordsman! As for the sword he used..."

Speaking of this, Xia Yu cast his eyes on the cross knife hanging on Mihawk's neck, "It's about ten times as long as your knife."

Seeing Xia Yu's serious tone and solemn expression, Mihawk believed it a little more, "The length of ten cross knives? A three-foot sword?"

"That's right." Xia Yu nodded again.

After a slight pause, Xia Yu continued, "After the age of thirty, Dugu Qiubai gave up his sharp sword and used a soft sword named Ziwei that was as soft as silk! At this age, he has learned to hide his edge, no longer as fierce and domineering as he was at the age of twenty, pursuing a realm of soft sword impermanence!"

Having said this, Xia Yu paused again and glanced at the black knife Ye behind Mihawk, "Your black knife is also soft now, right? Well, your current level is almost close to that of Dugu Qiubai at the age of thirty!"

Mihawk was silent.

The corners of Mihawk's mouth twitched.

Mihawk was dissatisfied, but he couldn't challenge Dugu Qiubai eight hundred years ago, so he could only bear it.

Seeing Mihawk's reaction, Xia Yu forced himself to hold back his laughter and said with a serious expression: "After the age of forty, Dugu Qiubai abandoned the soft sword and used a heavy sword without a blade or edge, focusing on a single force to break ten skills. This is what is called a heavy sword without a blade and great skill."

"Later, Dugu Qiubai was no longer obsessed with the sword itself. Grass, bamboo, and stone could all become swords in his hands, and picking leaves and flying flowers could also kill enemies!"

"Grass, bamboo, and stone can all be swords? Picking leaves and flying flowers can also kill enemies?" Mihawk fell into deep thought.

Although he was not sure whether the sword demon Dugu Qiubai that Xia Yu mentioned really existed, Xia Yu's words gave him an epiphany.

At this moment, he had some enlightenment. His eyes became fanatical, staring at Xia Yu as if he was looking at a lover, "You are a swordsman but you don't have a sword. Does it mean that you no longer need a sword and have reached the state where grass and trees can be used as swords and leaves can be used to kill people?"

Before he finished speaking, Mihawk stood up suddenly, and his fighting spirit was released. "You are indeed a great swordsman. Come on, Xia Yu, let's see who is better today."

"???"

Xia Yu looked at Mihawk with a lot of question marks on his head, "What's wrong with your brain? The protagonist of the story is Dugu Qiubai, not me!"