Pirate’s Holy Light Swordsman

"What's wrong? Mihawk! Go on!"

It has been three days and three nights since Wright and Mihawk's swordsmanship duel.

Wright became more excited when he fought, and Mihawk also sensed Wright's progress and looked forward to it.

In three days, no raised building was seen near the duel site-it was already good to be chopped into slag, and more of them had been chopped into powder!

The thick ash filled the cut marks on the ground, creating a plain!

Wright's suit has already been cut out of countless wounds, and the rag-like suit has been thrown away by Wright, revealing a strong muscle.

Perfect and flawless!

The slash of the world's largest swordsman did not leave a scar!

And the coat of justice...

Cough... Wright's righteous heart of this level, the justice coat will not even be damaged, let alone drop!

"..."

Mihawk took a breath, as strong as the world's number one swordsman, and felt powerless against Wright's unkillable Xiaoqiang.

"I can see that you are now at a bottleneck-the high-intensity duel of the past few days has released your long-term accumulation."

Mihawk carried Black Knife Night on his back: "Your ability is really suitable for training. According to your previous level of swordsmanship, there is no healing ability. You can fight with me at most for half an hour!"

"Haha, it's true." Wright mentioned "Ashes" and took a closer look, and sighed: "As expected of the strongest Black Knife Night, my "Ashes" have also benefited a lot!"

"Forged under such pressure,'Ash' can foresee, and will smoothly enter the ranks of big knives in the near future."

"Wright, now you, maybe within a few months, you can enter the realm of the great swordsman."

Mihawk now regards Wright as an opponent at the same level-a pure swordsmanship opponent at the same level. In terms of overall strength, Wright has already been able to fight Mihawk before.

Witnessing the birth of a great swordsman with his own eyes is undoubtedly one of the few things for Mihawk, who has been a bit colder since Shanks broke his arm, and he is very excited.

"With your auspicious words, now I just feel...There are countless insights that I want to burst out. If you continue to fight, it may delay the digestion and processing of these insights."

Wright solemnly performed a swordsman etiquette to Mihawk: "As a swordsman, I want to thank you for your guidance and stop in time!"

Mihawk turned sideways, shook his head and said seriously: "You have a pious respect for swordsmanship, and you have powerful fruit abilities, but you are willing to use pure swordsmanship to fight against me."

"You can progress so quickly, the bigger reason is your solid foundation-you just don't have a lot of pressure, you can't turn your background into strength. I just play a role of pressure."

"I look forward to your fight with me after you break through the realm of the great swordsman!"

"Of course, I am also looking forward to it!"

"Well, I haven't eaten for three days...Aren't you hungry?" Mihawk walked towards the castle, the mighty Great Swordsman's footsteps seemed a little vain.

"That said... it seems to be true. Being physically full and being hungry are two different things." Wright followed up: "Would you like to invite me to dinner?"

"The vegetables I grow...have not been watered for so long, it seems they are all over!"

"It doesn't matter, just have meat!"

"...Go cook your own food!"

...

After successfully rubbing the food of the world's largest swordsman, Wright was contented to turn into a ray of golden light under Mihawk's shocked eyes and sent it back to the navy headquarters office.

"Huh? I seem to have forgotten something..."

Wright, who was sitting in the large office chair, thought about it for a long while: "Oh! Those baboons! I was so excited that I forgot to catch a few and came back..."

"Forget it, when I go there next time I bring a light cast road sign, presumably Mihawk will not object to me picking (sao) and (rao) him at any time, right?"

After changing his clothes, taking a bath and a good night's sleep to make up for the spirit of the war with Mihawk, Wright came to the office of the Warring States Period.

"Yo! Old man in the Warring States Period, I'm back!"

"Huh? Who did you fight with? Some soldiers saw you appearing in rags and nakedness..."

The Warring States period pushed the Toad Mirror, admiring the little bastard’s swollen expression: "Aren’t you very image-oriented? This time it’s so miserable?"

Wright's face turned blue-which **** reported it? I turned around and caught Shen Hai!

"cough……"

Wright coughed and said with a serious face: "Old man in the Warring States period, this is all your intelligence harm..."

"What'a group of armed forces that are not weak..."

"Kraikana Island, you can say that it has armed forces...that's a group of baboons with super high IQs and learned how to use weapons like humans!"

"..."

The chin of the Warring States Period was about to fall off: "The baboon...well, even if there is a problem with intelligence, the baboon with high IQ is not impossible to understand. But a bunch of baboons made you like that?!"

"Of course it's impossible!"

Wright quickly corrected: "There was a tricky guy on that island, and the navy didn't even know it!"

"Who? Should the Navy know?"

"Qianwuhai under the king-the world's largest swordsman Hawkeye Qorakol Mihawk! Shouldn't the navy know?"

"what!"

The Warring States period was shocked: "That fellow Mihawk~www.ltnovel.com~ Even if he joins Qiwuhai, he is disregarding the world zf and the navy... it is actually him!"

"Isn't this guy wandering around and doing his own way? How could he find a place to live?"

"Probably feel boring."

Wright glanced at the senbei on the desk of the Warring States Period. Recently, the old man Karp is absent, the old man of the Warring States period has been a lot of presumptuous...

"This guy is growing vegetables by himself, and his cooking skills are pretty good."

Touching a few pieces of senbei in his hand, Wright snapped into a bite.

"...You had a fight with that guy? Did he invite you to dinner?"

The Warring States period was incredible-he knew how arrogant the fellow Mihawk was, so it seemed that Wright must have received his approval.

"One? Heh... three days and three nights!"

Wright vacated a hand to compare a "three" number, and said helplessly: "If it weren't for my strong resilience, I'm afraid that I would be under his hands for less than half an hour with pure swordsmanship."

"The world's largest swordsman, of course, is not made out of thin air. Mihawk's swordsmanship is recognized as strong."

Sengoku nodded, and said with satisfaction: "However, Wright, you can already compete with Mihawk by swordsmanship alone. It's not easy. What's the gain?"

"Well... this time the pressure is very good."

Wright let out a sigh of relief: "I applied for a retreat... well, I just meditate for a while without being disturbed."

"I think I have already touched the threshold-the threshold to the realm of the'Great Swordsman'!"

"If I can cross that threshold, my combat effectiveness will come to a new level, and I will have the opportunity to make rapid progress again!"