Pirates: The system is not activated until you are a hundred years old

Chapter 137 The Power of the Navy Godfather

Everyone who saw this scene, including a group of navy elite lieutenants, were all shocked.

Some swordsmen who were proficient in swordsmanship even sat upright involuntarily.

In most minds, swords are just weapons made of metal.

Although there are many powerful swordsmen, they don't just treat the sword they carry with them as a weapon.

However, in their eyes, it is absolutely impossible for a sword to take the initiative to leave the scabbard and fly towards a person like a living creature like Jin Pilao.

Even the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, can't do this!
Unless Jinpira ate a devil fruit and gained a weapon of self-awareness.

But does Peach Rabbit know whether Kimpira has eaten a Devil Fruit or not?

However, what happened next almost shocked everyone in the conference room.

After holding the famous sword Jinbiluo, Ron felt like a ball had been popped.

In an instant, a majestic and extremely terrifying sword intent came out of his body.

Everyone could feel that at this moment, Ron's momentum had undergone earth-shaking changes.

If Ron looked like a plain-looking old man before, now he looked like a sharp sword out of its sheath, exuding a frightening edge all over his body.

"What a strong sword intent!"

"Mr. Ron's swordsmanship is so terrifying..."

Many general-level officers in the headquarters all widened their eyes and couldn't help but feel their hearts beating faster as they looked at Ron, who was still dressed casually in the field.

Several elite lieutenant generals with high attainments in swordsmanship also became excited at this time.

As swordsmen, they are more aware of the terrifying power contained in this sword intent.

The moment the sword intent burst out, everyone felt as if they had suddenly arrived from the closed and stuffy conference room to the bone-chilling snow-capped mountains.

The feeling of the cold sword intent on them was like the wind and frost on the snow-capped mountains cutting their skin.

Even without taking action, those lieutenant generals who were good at swords knew that they could never be Mr. Ron's opponent.

This sword intent is really terrifying.

They cannot imagine.

How high has Mr. Ron reached in his swordsmanship to be able to display such majestic and powerful sword intent?

Of course, not only the lieutenant generals and major generals, but also the three generals' expressions also changed slightly at this moment.

"Alala, is this Mr. Ron's sword intention? It's really terrifying. Even I can feel a chill." Qing Zhi raised his eyebrows.

"Oh~ With this kind of sword intent, no wonder Hawkeye Mihawk would challenge Mr. Ron. It's really terrifying~" Kizaru said in his iconic tone, but his wretched face , but didn’t look the least bit scared.

Akainu kept squinting his eyes, but the heat coming out of his body told others that he was resisting Ron's sword intent.

Compared with the reactions of these later generations, the reactions of Sengoku, Garp and others were different.

Garp laughed loudly and said: "Hahahaha! You are really worthy of being a dad. I knew that dad couldn't be that simple!"

Perhaps because he felt that belly laughing was not enough, Garp turned to laughing in the sky again.

Warring States eyes burst out with a bright light, and there was only surprise on his face.

Zefa, who had known Ron's swordsmanship for a long time, was crossing his arms and looking extremely proud.

He still had a plain expression, but the raised corners of her mouth told everyone that she was also happy about her teacher Ron's strength.

As for Peach Rabbit, she no longer thought about why Jin Pilao was summoned by Mr. Ron, and there was only admiration on her handsome face.

The high-spirited Kong couldn't help but gear up.

"This brat has such a powerful swordsmanship, but he has never told me about it! Let me see how I can teach him a lesson when I get back." Now Sora really wanted to have a hearty sparring session with Ron.

He wanted to see whether Ron's swordsmanship, which he had hidden for so many years, was better, or whether his fists were better.

In the center of the conference room, Ron held Jinpiluo in one hand and turned the blade. In an instant, Jinpiluo's three-foot blade was as cool as water, and the light around him circulated, emitting a dazzling light.

The Jinpilao in Ron's hands seemed to have broken away from the category of famous swords, and had even surpassed the supreme sharp sword, becoming a peerless magic weapon, exuding a breathtaking aura.

In comparison, the weapon in Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's hand, which originally seemed to be of extraordinary quality, now looked bleak.

"Boy Flying Squirrel, since you have stood up, I will give you some pointers on your swordsmanship." Ron, who was holding Jin Pilao in his hand, seemed to have a strong sword glow in his eyes, and he slowly said. .

Facing Ron head-on was the Flying Squirrel, who specialized in swordsmanship. Under Ron's powerful aura, his expression looked extremely labored.

But there was no fear in his eyes.

Mr. Ron's swordsmanship is so powerful that even the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, is willing to challenge him. How can he, who is also a swordsman, be patient?

"With Mr. Ron's guidance, I, the flying squirrel, am very lucky!"

The flying squirrel let out a hearty laugh.

Then, he held his breath and suppressed his restless emotions, then slowly raised the famous knife in his hand, pointed the blade at Ron, and said solemnly: "Mr. Ron, I'm not polite!"

After finishing his words, the flying squirrel stepped on his feet and surged away.

The moment Flying Squirrel rushed out, a good sword intent burst out from him.

However, compared to the majestic sword intent emanating from Ron, the sword intent from Flying Squirrel was much weaker.

However, although Flying Squirrel's sword intention is weak, there is an indomitable momentum within it.

No matter how powerful you are, I, the flying squirrel, still have a courageous heart to move forward!

This is the swordsmanship of my flying squirrel!
Take it!
The famous sword in Flying Squirrel's hand flashed with cold light, and it slashed at Ron mercilessly.

Looking at the flying squirrel's sword, Ron finally moved.

No one could see clearly how Ron moved.

Everyone could only see a white light shining in front of them.

It seemed that at this moment, someone cut off this world with a sword.

It also cut off their sight.

The sword light disappeared in a flash.

The white light slowly dissipated.

Everyone in the conference room also regained their vision.

Everyone quickly looked at it intently.

At this moment, Ron was still holding the knife in one hand, standing quietly in the center of the conference room, looking calm.

At this time, the sword intent and sword power on his body had dissipated.

Although he still held Jinpilao in his hand, his appearance once again returned to his previous harmless appearance.

The flying squirrel, which was rushing toward Ron, was flying backwards crazily.

The flying squirrel couldn't resist Ron's sword just now.

In front of Ron's extremely pure sword energy, the sword energy condensed by the flying squirrel was like a toy, collapsing on the spot, as if it were a toy.

(End of this chapter)