A sledgehammer breaks into the pirates

Mihawk’s reaction was very fast, and after sensing Lancelot’s intentions, he stepped lightly under his feet, his figure quickly retreated, and the black knife in his hand also grazed Lancelot’s shoulder armor, bringing a spark and falling down.

Similarly, Lancelot’s straight stab did not stab Mihawk.

“Valorous!” Lancelot did not hesitate to let out a low sigh again.

At the same time as Mihawk retreated, the knight’s sword in his hand chased after him, as if he would not stop without stabbing Mihawk through the heart.

At this time, Mihawk also changed from a one-handed knife to a two-handed knife, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to grasp a gap.

The retreating steps under his feet suddenly stopped, and he said softly: “Black knife flash!” ”

At the same time as the words fell, the black knife in his hand directly slashed down.

This time, even Ogrim and Beckman, who did not understand swordsmanship, involuntarily exclaimed ‘wonderful’.

The reason is that Mihawk has a very good grasp of details.

The black knife in his hand, Nightbook, was a very long knife, one cut longer than Lancelot’s knight’s sword.

And at this time, the truth of ‘one inch long, one inch strong’ is revealed.

The distance under the foot is very appropriate, the shot is very decisive, the details are in place, Mihawk’s knife goes down, Lancelot not only because of the distance, he can’t stab him, but also directly hit the trajectory of the black knife night!

Lancelot’s pupils shrank sharply, and at this critical moment, the knight’s sword in his hand was retracted, and he quickly put on a parry posture.

“Humility!” Lancelot whispered softly.

In the next second, Mihawk’s black knife Night was directly slashed at Lancelot’s knightly sword.

The powerful force burst out instantly, and Lancelot only felt a huge force coming from his hand, but also as a kendo master, he was not defeated by a blow, and a force in his hand blocked Mihawk’s blow.

It’s just that the ground of the church under his feet made of solid stone also quickly shattered, causing two broken flowers to bloom on the ground where Lancelot’s feet were located!

If Lancelot has been attacking just now, now it’s Mihawk’s home turf.

While the black knife night was parried, Mihawk’s action was still very decisive, did not compete with Lancelot for any strength, the blade slid, the originally vertical blade directly became a horizontal surface, and then Mihawk took a step forward, slightly shortened the distance between the two, and then the black knife in his hand slid to the left, and cut out along Lancelot’s parry.

If this knife hits, it will be directly beheaded!

Lancelot’s eyes were startled, and at this moment, the knight’s sword was raised upwards and tilted up, and the black knife grazed the blade of the knight’s sword, and the collision of the two famous knives brought a spark.

Due to Lancelot’s actions, in the end, this knife, stuck with the gauntlet of the knight’s sword, slashed out obliquely, cutting off Lancelot’s golden hair ends, but did not hurt the root.

Then Mihawk changed his moves again, as did Lancelot, and the kendo battle between the two became more and more intense, but they were always controlled within one range.

Not a trace of excess power was vented out, and even three meters away from them, they could not feel the fighting aura of the two.

Ogrim was sitting in the corner at this time, also watching the wonderful duel between these two swordsmen seriously.

At the same time, I also have a little thought in my mind.

Although Ogrim doesn’t know anything about kendo, as a master of using a hammer, his strength is still there, his vision can keep up to some extent, and some things can be understood.

He compared it and could see that although Mihawk’s strength in kendo at this time was very strong, it was far from the point of the world’s number one swordsman in the future.

From Ogrim’s point of view, more than twenty years later, every shot of Mihawk has reached the point where there is no need to use ‘skills’, and the shot is the power of that ‘artistic conception’, often casually stabbed, either cutting off the big ship, cutting off the glacier, or cutting off the meteorite.

A knife at will is the supreme strongest, referred to as ‘flat A is mysterious’.

At this time, Mihawk is far from that point, and he is still trapped in the category of ‘skill’, although it can be seen that this skill has been refined by him a lot, without those bells and whistles or anything.

But compared with Ogrim’s impression of Mihawk, it still looks a little fancy and pompous.

This difference, even if Ogrim does not understand kendo, can be seen.

“Challenge the world’s swordsmanship, step by step break out of the shackles of skill, and finally achieve the simplification of complexity, every sword, is it the ultimate?” Ogrim whispered.

Mihawk, who was originally fighting with Lancelot, seemed to hear these words, and his cold expression actually changed a little, appearing a little surprised, and even in this fierce exchange, he even took the time to glance at Ogrim with his afterlight.

“That guy actually saw through my sword in such a short time?” Mihawk was shocked.

Mihawk has fought so many people, including some famous swordsmen, but none of these people really understand their swords, so Mihawk has no interest in communicating with those guys for the second time, he has always wanted to find a sword hao who can understand these and can progress with himself.

Because no matter what the road, a person can’t go far, and he must have a strong enough opponent to stagger fierce sparks!

In fact, many years later, Mihawk did find such an opponent, that is, the Shanks guy, but not now.

But now Mihawk is very shocked, specially, Lao Tzu challenged the world’s Jianhao, and the Jianhao who has fought can be said to be countless, but in the end, a guy who is not Jianhao sat in the corner and watched the battle for three or five minutes, and I understood the thoughts in my heart and the road I was embarking on?

What the hell is this?

Although Lancelot is very powerful, Mihawk is obviously stronger, even if he is thinking about other things in his heart, he can still keep up with the rhythm in his hands and not fall behind at all.

“The enemy of mankind, Kazgros Ogrim, I have the impression that the weapon used by this guy should be a warhammer… But he…” Mihawk’s heart became even hotter when he thought of this.

A man who uses a bulky weapon like a warhammer can see through his sword at a glance, so how powerful would this guy be if he used the sword as a weapon?

“He may not have discovered his kendo talent at all, no, this kind of person can’t be stumbled, I have to guide him on the right path, maybe he can become my best friend of kendo!” Mihawk thought to himself.

Originally, he came to the capital of seven waters to find Yaso Lancelot, the legendary swordsmanship genius to discuss progress, but it turned out that Lancelot seemed to be like this, although Kendo is very solid, but through this short period of fighting, it can also be seen that he has temporarily stopped here, and is still bound in this range, and has not found his direction.

The reason why Mihawk is still fighting him is just to hone his kendo, but after listening to Ogrim’s self-talk, Mihawk now does not want to continue to entangle, and just wants to quickly go to Ogrim to discuss and discuss.

Therefore, Mihawk’s gaze changed, and his already very unruly momentum became even more cold, and the black knife in his hand also brought a trace of murderous aura.

This sudden change made Lancelot a little puzzled in his heart, but soon, he found that Mihawk’s movements were faster and more refined, and after three or five moves, Lancelot felt a little weak.

“Black knife none!” Mihawk pulled out and stabbed, obviously the blade was dragged back, but Lancelot felt very pressure.

In the next second, the black knife in Mihawk’s hand seemed to break away from the skill for a short time, and suddenly appeared on the side of Lancelot’s neck, and the sharp knife qi made the skin on Lancelot’s neck crack, and some red blood flowed out.

Lancelot’s gaze was a little surprised, a little puzzled, a little confused, because at that moment just now, he didn’t understand how Mihawk’s sword reached the side of his neck? Didn’t he draw the knife and go back?

“You lose.” Mihawk whispered very coldly.

Lancelot was silent for a moment, not resisting anything, but closed his eyes, as if waiting for death.

However, Mihawk didn’t mean to bird him at all, and as soon as the black knife was collected, he turned around and prepared to walk towards Ogrim.

“You’re not going to kill me?” Lancelot asked with some surprise, opening his eyes to look at Mihawk’s back.

Mihawk frowned a little suspiciously, looked back at Lancelot, and said, “Why should I kill you?” ”

“You…” Lancelot wanted to say something, but felt unable to say it.