Pirates: Building a Pirate Family

Just after Darrow finished the battle.

From day to night, and from night to early morning.

The time for the game is running out.

There are still four hours before the end at ten o'clock.

There are only a few people who can still stand up.

The rewards for the top three are still firmly guarded by the people of Rockefeller Kingdom.

Even if the challenger bursts out with twelve points of strength, he still can't touch it.

Tesla vs. Marco.

Barrett vs. Katakuri.

Caesar vs. Shanks.

The battles in the three main battlefields are about to come to an end.

And the first to end the battle is another person.

The other corner of the battlefield.

Countless swordsmen are looking forward to it.

The only thing that is inconsistent with the game is the battle between Esdeath and Mihawk.

A swordsmanship competition.

There is no fancy domineering, nor weird devil fruits.

There is only swordsmanship that has been developed to the peak.

Swordsmanship recognized by both sides.

In the swordsmanship duel, Esdeath and Mihawk are evenly matched.

What they are competing for is who understands and applies swordsmanship better.

One has been carefully taught by the world's greatest swordsman since childhood, and the other is a wild man who has challenged the world for ten years.

Who will win will be revealed soon.

Clang clang clang!

The collision of weapons echoed in this empty land like a symphony.

The original mountain had long been flattened by a day of slashing.

The mental consumption of the two people in a night of swordsmanship duel is undoubtedly huge.

"Hoo!"

Mihawk was panting heavily, no longer as calm as before, and his collar was wet with sweat.

The bloodstains on his cheeks and the wounds on his body were all scratched by the sword.

Esdeath was much better than Mihawk. Compared with Mihawk, who was bleeding all over, Esdeath's clothes were just a little damaged, her hair was scattered, and her clothes were wet with sweat.

This does not mean the winner, but the swordsmanship of both sides is different.

Esdeath's swordsmanship is like a venomous snake coming out of a hole, tricky and strange, making it difficult to grasp. Every time she swings her sword, it seems to carry endless killing intent, making the opponent fall into a desperate situation inadvertently.

Mihawk's swordsmanship is like a tiger coming down the mountain, extremely powerful, and every attack of his is like thunder and lightning, making it impossible to resist.

Both sides have their own strengths in swordsmanship, and no one can suppress the other steadily.

"I want to know how much worse you are than Mr. Charlotte!"

Mihawk asked breathlessly, sweat dripping down his cheeks, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Esdeath paused holding the sword, and lowered her eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the heavy breathing of the two echoed in the cold air.

Finally, Esdeath raised her head, and her eyes flashed with a determined light.

"Three points away!"

Esdeath said softly, her voice was not loud, but it exploded in Mihawk's ears like thunder.

Mihawk's heart was shocked, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

At their level, a difference of one point is like a difference between heaven and earth.

And at this moment, the gap between him and Charlotte was a full three points!

This is a gap that cannot be ignored, as if it is an unbridgeable gap, which makes him feel unprecedented pressure and frustration.

"I will definitely defeat him!"

Mihawk said firmly, his voice resounded throughout the battlefield like thunder, as if announcing his determination to the world.

"Me too!"

Esdeath responded without showing any weakness.

Her voice was as cold as frost, with endless killing intent, as if to freeze the whole world.

The two looked at each other, and each could see the firmness and determination in the other's eyes.

In this battle, they must go all out to defeat each other.

Mihawk took a deep breath, holding his broadsword tightly with both hands, and launched a final charge towards Esdeath.

His steps were steady and firm, and every step was filled with unparalleled power, as if to crush the earth.

Esdeath was not to be outdone, her figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, and the long sword in her hand kept swinging out, with a sharp sword energy, as if to tear the sky apart.

From the plain to the jungle, and from the jungle to the mountain.

The attacks of the two swept across the entire mountain like a storm, making the mountain tremble.

This was already the fourth mountain they had settled on.

The first three mountains collapsed because they could not bear the aftermath of their battle.

Mihawk and Esdeath fought more and more bravely, their attacks became more and more fierce, and the swords flashed and the swords flew.

The two had only one belief in their hearts, that is, to defeat each other in swordsmanship., breaking through his own limits.

Finally, I don’t know how much time has passed.

Mihawk and Esdeath returned to the flat ground, standing on the battlefield, looking at each other.

Esdeath’s expression was still so cold.

But Mihawk laughed, although the laugh was ugly and a little far-fetched, but he laughed after all.

This battle made Mihawk see his own strength, and the battle with the top swordsman benefited him a lot.

"I will definitely defeat him!"

Mihawk said firmly.

"Me too!"

Esdeath also said.

The voices of the two were a little weak, but they still announced their determination to the world.

The next moment!

Mihawk's hand holding the big knife fell vertically, his eyes went black, and he fell straight to the ground.

He did not lose, but only his body.

His swordsmanship was not lost either.

Esdeath looked at Mihawk who fell straight to the ground and fainted, and took a deep breath.

Turned his wrist.

The silver-blue hair behind her floated slightly, moving without wind and emitting brilliance.

Esdeath's aura rose rapidly, the fatigue on her face disappeared instantly, and the injuries on her body gradually recovered.

She radiated brilliance again.

Life returned!

Swish!

Esdeath sheathed her sword and looked at the whole field.

Her battle was over, without any surprises.

Although there was no winner in swordsmanship, in terms of strength, the winner was undoubtedly Esdeath.

Looking around the field.

There was fighting almost everywhere she looked.

Glancing at the stone pillar, the rewards for the top three were gone.

The crushing fruit was in Tesla's hands, the sound wave fruit was in Barrett's hands, and the purple unknown fruit was in Caesar's hands.

If they kept these three devil fruits, the Rockefeller Kingdom would have achieved its goal in this competition.

Esdeath looked at her family members.

They all performed well, fighting back and forth with their respective opponents.

Moreover, it was the Rockefeller family against the entire New World, and being able to maintain a balance was already very good.

Suddenly!

The mountain next to Esdeath was shaking continuously.

Esdeath immediately realized that the mountain could not withstand the battle just now and was about to collapse.