bantayden Chapter 240
Chapter 240
When the violent crescent torrent dissipated.
Rosen held the long sword Zhayue in his hand, stood on the sea surface, and maintained the action of swinging the sword to kill.
As for him, Joracol Mihawk and the supreme sword in his hand, Night, had disappeared.
The only thing left was a hole like a deep well on the rolling sea.
It looked pitch black and the bottom could not be seen at all. There was no doubt that as long as you jumped into the deep well, you could go all the way from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.
Obviously.
The sea was blasted through by the crescent sky rush that Rosen had just wrapped around the Zhayue sword, forming a horrifying deep well in the sea.
As for Joracol Mihawk.
Naturally, he was chopped down to the depths of the seabed by a sword.
"Hahaha!"
Rosen stood in mid-air, his pupils surrounded by red light swept towards the sea under his feet. He seemed to see something and chuckled.
Just as the deep well formed by the Crescent Moon Sky blasting through the sea surface was quickly filled up by a large amount of seawater irrigation and was about to recover, his left hand holding the short sword Zangyue suddenly raised and swung it down.
Crack
The boundless South China Sea was forcibly cut off like a birthday cake, and a gap of 500 meters long and one kilometer deep appeared.
As the sea was cut off and broken, the figure of Joracol Mihawk was exposed to the air again.
At this time.
He held the night tightly with both hands and made a gesture of slashing with a sword.
However, the sea surface was cut off, and the original intention to release a slashing wave under the cover of the sea to give Rosen a taste of color was also exposed and interrupted.
This change undoubtedly made Joracol Mihawk completely understand one thing.
Rosen's observation Haki can also see the future, and the future he sees is farther than what he sees.
After realizing this.
Djorakol Mihawk did not swing his sword again, but took advantage of the brief gap before the sea split into two and completely closed, stepped on the void, shot out of the seabed like an arrow, and stood on a wooden board drifting with the waves.
It was one of the wreckages of the navy ship that he had chased all the way back to the South China Sea from the Grand Line and finally cut off.
At this moment, this part of the wreckage has become his place to stay.
After breaking out of the sea.
Djorakol Mihawk panted lightly, and on his slightly heaving chest, there was a scarlet blade deep enough to see the bone, but his hawk-like eyes were still as sharp as a knife.
"Really tough!"
"You are worthy of being the greatest swordsman closest to the world's strongest."
"Then you should know the gap between you and me."
Seeing that Djorakol Mihawk did not fall down after taking a crescent-shaped sky strike, but instead looked like he still had the strength to fight again, Rosen was not surprised.
The monster standing on the top of the sea, unless it is really old, which one is not a blood cow?
Now Dracole Mihawk is only in his early thirties.
Even if the swordsman is always set to be a fragile skin with high attack and thin skin, the blood bar is still very thick.
Unless a blow penetrates the heart or cuts the throat, it is difficult to empty the blood bar.
The most important thing is that Dracole Mihawk is always calm and steady when fighting, and does not give anyone a chance to take advantage of.
Unlike Kozuki Oden, he dared to be distracted during the battle and exposed fatal flaws.
He is also not like the old Garp, who is fragile and thin, and dared to be distracted to protect the deserter king.
The only way to defeat a flawless swordsman like Dracole Mihawk is to crush him head-on with absolute strength.
Conspiracy.
Sneak attack.
It is difficult to play a substantial role.
"In the past, many of those defeated dogs who fell under my sword had strengths superior to mine before they lost to me."
"But the person standing in front of you now is still me."
"A swordsman is one who dares to swing his sword against someone stronger than himself."
When Joracol Mihawk heard this, his face, eyes, and heart did not waver at all.
Just as he said.
In the past, he had faced many opponents who were superior to him before the fight, but he was still the winner in the end.
"You are not a pure swordsman."
"So, you lack a deep understanding of swordsmen."
"Every time you swing your sword against a strong enemy, it is not only the sword that is forged stronger by the battle of life and death, but also the swordsman holding the sword."
As soon as Joracol Mihawk finished speaking, a powerful domineering aura burst out from his body.
Chi Chi
Huge black and red lightning, like a violent dragon flying in the sky, lingered around him and wrapped around his night.
"Maybe it's really like what you said, I am indeedLack of such understanding. "
"After all, it is different from you who fight and fight to the death with strong enemies to surpass opponents stronger than yourself."
"In the past, those who were stronger than me, I seemed to only need to sleep for a day, and those who were stronger than me yesterday could only look up at me from behind today, until they could not see me: those who were originally weaker than me, no matter how hard they tried, how much they trained, and how much they became stronger, they would never be able to compare with me in their entire lives."
Rosen nodded slightly and acknowledged what Jorakol Mihawk said.
"So you really have never been defeated!"
Jorakol Mihawk heard this and could not even think that this man was too arrogant.
Because he knew that Rosen was just telling the truth.
However, after knowing everything, the fighting spirit in his eyes became even higher.
"There was no past, no present, and no future."
Rosen shook his head.
"That's because you haven't met me. "
Joracol Mihawk stared straight into Rosen's eyes and dispersed the Armament Haki that was wrapped around Ye.
A strange scene appeared.
Before, he used the Armament Haki's wrapping hardening to temporarily turn the supreme sword in his hand into a black sword.
But now, after the Armament Haki was withdrawn, Ye still maintained the state of a black sword.
"Did you refine the black sword?"
Rosen saw this scene and laughed instead of being surprised.
"I want to thank you, Rosen."
"Help me refine this world's strongest black sword."
"If you hadn't remotely controlled Susanoo to fight me, and if you hadn't forced me into danger again and again, it would have been difficult for Ye and I to cross the last step to become the world's strongest. "
Although Joracol Mihawk was seriously injured and his health bar dropped sharply, his fighting spirit and strength exceeded his previous self.
At the moment when he was cut down to the bottom of the sea by Rosen and refined into a black sword.
Not only did Ye, as a swordsman, cross the last distance to the world's strongest black sword, but as a swordsman, he also crossed the last step to the world's most powerful swordsman.
This is the charm of a swordsman.
Strong and weak.
Born and dead.
In battle, things often reverse in an instant.
"As a gift to you, I will use this world's strongest black sword to help you make a break and carve the word defeat on your body with my own hands. "
Joracol Mihawk held the hilt with both hands and raised the black knife Night. Armament Haki and Dominant Haki surged out from his palms and wrapped around the blade.
The man did not move, and the knife did not cut.
A fierce and domineering Dominant Haki sword force had already vented from his body.
At this moment.
He and the black knife in his hand seemed to be integrated into one, turning into a Dominant Divine Sword standing between heaven and earth. With the domineering aura and sword force that he exuded naturally, he could tear apart everything in the world.