
The wandering swordsman was fully focused on Mihawk. The slight change in Mihawk's eyes could not escape his perception. When he realized it, he blinked a little.
Inevitably he glanced at her, but Mihawk did not stare at the swordsman here, he looked far away.
"What did he see?"
The wandering swordsman froze, but he ignored this thought. He had come to fight with Mihawk and the others had no problem.
Mihawk's boat is leaning on the island. Mihawk suddenly blinked and stepped onto the island.
The wandering swordsman came down from the rock and arrived in front of Mihawk.
Mihawk did not immediately pull out his sword. Instead, he looked at the wandering swordsman and said: "What are you fighting for?"
"Dreams."
The wandering swordsman drew his sword which was one of the O Wazamono series. He looked at Mihawk fearlessly.
Mihawk showed a serious look. He did not say anything more as he took out his black clothes. He respects such character.
“It's not just any sword! That's a Black Sword, Yoru!”
Many swordsmen looked at his sword in admiration. The wandering swordsman begins the etiquette of each duel by introducing himself and his sword name.
"Soros Swordsman, the name of his Sword Gin."
Soros revealed his name that no one knew before. At least now they can call him by his name.
Mihawk put his sword in front of him and replied in a deep voice: "Swordsman Dracule Mihawk, The name of the sword is Yoru."
After the joint introduction, the two took up a fighting position and were ready to begin.
In this kind of fight, there should be no disturbance to the two.
Initially in the Marineford war, Mihawk was still able to pay attention to Luffy even though he was fighting with Vista. Clearly, it was because Vista's swordsmanship was inferior to his. But in this fight when their level was not too far away, any interference would determine the outcome of this fight.
The wusss!
The two suddenly flashed and their swords seemed to cut through the void and collided together.
The two of them did not use fancy moves, just simple swordsmanship.
ding!
The first collision had no effect. They looked like two ordinary people swinging their swords.
The power of the punch was concentrated in the few feet around them.
Mihawk's sword was covered with Haki as it moved in his hand flexibly without any problem even though it was huge.
Many swordsmen were amazed by this. Although they were not Grandmasters, they could appreciate Mihawk's swordsmanship.
Soros seemed to be a little troubled after a few exchanges. But he saw the problem with Mihawk's swordsmanship, his sword was too big and could not match the smaller sword's speed.
Soros used this without hesitation. He chose to use speed to his advantage. His speed rose to the limit as he tried to attack Mihawk.
Mihawk did not sit in the position of the strongest swordsman for just a few years. He met many swordsmen and were all defeated by him. It's not easy to beat him.
Soros chose speed, so Mihawk did the same.
Every attack was blocked and the sword in Soros' hand trembled. Even with Busoshoku, it was difficult for him to fight back and his speed started to slow down.
The confrontation between the two was one of pure swordsmanship.
Not many could understand what was happening, at least those below the level of Grandmaster.
Roja sees Mihawk's power and swordsmanship which amazes her. At least he's not as good as him when it comes to swordsmanship.
Despite having a rhythm in everything, he could make the sword lighter, but he also practiced using weights so his strength was very stable.
Roja could sense that the sword field around him was within a constant range of 30 meters. It did not drop to 29 meters even once which was truly incredible.
"This is the strongest swordsman in the world at his peak."
Roja had already come down from the roof and was standing at the side watching the fight alongside the crowd. He was almost obsessed with swordsmanship because it was useful to him.
Roja admired Mihawk while some low-level swordsmen understood nothing upon seeing this.
Because they can't see what's going on at all.
The battle was so fast that ordinary swordsmen could not keep up.
"Do you understand what happened?"
"No."
A few young swordsmen looked at each other without knowing anything. They looked at Roja suspiciously as they could see the admiration in her eyes.
This person might not understand what was happening, did he really know?
Between swordsmen, if one really wanted to win and go all-out, the duel would end quickly.
Soros felt that there was no point in dragging this any longer, he would definitely lose, but he did not want to retreat until the end. He decided to use his strongest attack.
Mihawk's eyes were full of respect towards the swordsman in front of him. He looked at her seriously as he prepared his own attack.
The wusss!
The two passed by and past each other, then staggered and stopped with their backs facing each other.
"Who won?!"
A group of swordsmen staring at Roja looked at the battlefield questioning the outcome of the fight.
Only at this moment.
The wusss!
Bloody wounds appeared on Soros' body. The wound spread from his shoulder all the way to his stomach while blood splashed onto the ground.
"I lost.…"
Soros returned his sword to its sheath while he showed no reluctance. Instead, his eyes held back some requests but had no regrets.
Mihawk turned around and looked at the swordsman with a complicated look. In fact, Soros could choose not to make a final attack with him, but he did anyway.
“A powerful swordsman I haven't faced in a long time.
“That's a great honor.”
Soros showed a satisfied smile then fell to the ground and died.
Far away, Roja saw this and sighed. He praised Mihawk's swordsmanship and Soros' assertiveness and sighed for the same firmness.
This person has the same style as Zoro but the ending is different.
After slightly observing, Roja left the crowd quietly without coming out. Mihawk could not see Roja as she put back the sword on her back.
"Has he gone?"
Mihawk sighed and shook his head slightly. He jumped on his boat and left.
“Mihawk wins!”
In the crowd, everyone had different emotions. Even a strong man like Soros could not defeat Mihawk. He once again proved his strength.
Someone sighed and whispered: "I don't know if there is a swordsman stronger than Mihawk ..."
"Hey, don't say this, did you forget about the Ghost Sword?"
Someone heard this and couldn't help but say it back.
Admiral Ghost Sword!
When they thought of the Ghost Sword, people could not help but feel awe. It was an existence more terrifying than Mihawk. He stood at the top of the world, not just the strongest swordsman.
"Yes ... Now that I think about it, that guy looks a little ..."
At this moment, suddenly someone thought a little, then shock appeared on his face as he turned to look at Roja's position but Roja wasn't here anymore.
"He's gone."
A middle-aged swordsman was filled with admiration.
Roja showed up here, of course, some people recognized her, but they were such great people that they didn't say anything.
"Didn't he look like he could see their fight just now ..."
When they heard this, their eyes revealed their disbelief.
The middle-aged man nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I have also seen it from a distance before ... Just a glance but I don't have the courage to say it now ..."
The man's forehead was filled with cold sweat, he was clearly frightened.
“The Roja Ghost Sword stands beside them. It's really…"
This conversation was heard by others and reached everyone's ears.
“Phantom sword?! That person turned out to be the Ghost Sword?!”
“It... It...”.
All those people are dumbfounded. The young swordsman thought that Roja was strange but now he knows why. His face became ugly because he felt unbelievable.
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