People in Konoha: You are so reckless that you panic

"You can't stay here forever, I know, you still haven't finished what you want to do."

Zhepu squeezed the twisted beard at the corner of his mouth, with a meaningful expression on his face, "Besides... You don't know how much trouble you have caused by working here! Get out of here."

The corner of Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly, probably the last sentence was the truth.

"That's it. Let's go together after the last meal." Zhepu waved his hand without giving Sanji a chance to speak, and stood up with the support of the people around him.

"Little girl, just order whatever you want." This was said to Nami.

Nami's eyes lit up immediately, "Chen Fan, you..."

She turned her head to ask Chen Fan, but seeing Chen Fan staring at a direction on the sea with piercing eyes, she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Not only him, but also Sauron, who also lost his composure rarely, clenched the sword around his waist.

It seems that today, luck is not bad.

I saw a small boat that looked extremely small against the backdrop of the Creek pirate ship. A candle glowing green was lit on the bow, and a person was sitting on it.

"Eagle-eyed Mihawk." Sauron pronounced a name with difficulty. This person was the person he had been looking for, and he was called the strongest swordsman in the world.

Mihawk was wearing a black top hat and a burgundy floral shirt, and his eagle-like yellow eyes opened instantly when he approached the sea restaurant.

"Boom." There was a loud noise.

No one even saw how Mihawk made the move, and the Creek pirate ship had already been split in half.

"Chen Fan, don't make a move on this person." Sauron swallowed, his eyes burning.

"You can't beat him." Chen Fan just glanced at Mihawk before giving his conclusion.

This man is strong.

It made him uncontrollably want to make a move.

"I know, but this is my lifelong pursuit." Sauron said with firm eyes.

Chen Fan could see that he wanted to fight, he was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

This is the first time he has given up a chance to fight.

But it doesn't mean he won't do it, it's not impossible to wait until Sauron is defeated.

After all, the current Sauron should be given a second by Mihawk.

"Mihawk." Sauron shouted from the deck.

Mihawk's characteristic yellow pupils lifted slightly, but he still kept his sitting posture without responding.

He was only here to hunt down Klick, and he had no interest in others.

"I went to sea for you." Sauron said in a deep voice.

Mihawk just glanced at Sauron, "You are not qualified."

There was no trace of fear on Sauron's face.

"If you are a swordsman, even if there is no confrontation, you must be able to see the gap in strength between you and me. If you dare to face me with a sword, should you say you have courage or ignorance." Mihawk thought it was funny. shook his head.

"This is my belief." Sauron slowly drew out his sword.

But Mihawk just shook his head, and pulled out a cross-shaped knife from his chest, which he used when hunting rabbits.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have a smaller knife than this one."

Sauron's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, "Three Swordsmanship, Demon Slash."

"How...how is it possible..." Nami covered her mouth in surprise.

She had seen Sauron's strength before, but Mihawk easily blocked it with one hand!

"Zoro, show your true strength." Nami shouted.

But only Sauron knew that he was blocked by this knife and couldn't even move. This person couldn't move at all.

"Zoro lost." Chen Fan sighed.

"How could it be so fast?" Nami couldn't believe it.

Bucky also had a heavy expression on his face, "This is the strength of Shichibukai under the king."

"It's over." There was no wave in Mihawk's eyes, and the speed of the knife was very fast, the same as when he cut the Creek pirates just now, so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage, and it was straight towards Sauron's Tie off the chest.

Chapter 328

——Chapter 29 A sword is not as good as a fist——

"Ah." Nami couldn't help screaming.

Just when everyone thought that Sauron was going to splash blood on the spot, a lazy voice sounded slowly in this quiet sea area.

"It's just a sparring session, so don't use such a heavy hand."

Chen Fan remembered that although Mihawk was Sauron's master in the later period, he was really ruthless when they met for the first time, and he stabbed him solidly.

"Huh?" Mihawk's calm eyes flickered with surprise.

In the East China Sea, the weakest of the four seas, there is actually someone who can take his blow, even though it is only a knife.

But it's actually a young man?

"Who are you?" Mihawk looked Chen Fan up and down, and the strange thing was that there was no fluctuation in this man.

Either he was too strong and restrained all the fluctuations, or he was so weak that there were no fluctuations.

But would there be such an existence in the East China Sea?Why had he never heard of it before?

"Chen Fan, a pirate."

With a flick of Chen Fan's fingers, the knife that Mihawk used to restrain Sauron was knocked away.

"Chen Fan?" Mihawk frowned, sure that this name was unheard of.

"I lost." Sauron's face was very bad, he lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

He knew the gap between himself and Mihawk, but he didn't expect it to be so much worse.

Practice from childhood to adulthood, and various experiences of becoming a pirate hunter after going to sea.

Even the bonus of Chen Fan's nearly buggy Sky Burning Qi Refining Tower prevented him from making a single move in Mihawk's hands. This kind of frustration is really uncomfortable.

"You just don't have enough time." Chen Fan patted Sauron on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Leave the rest to me."

Zoro was finally dragged down by Bucky in a daze.

"You want to help him avenge?" Mihawk squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Fan. Although he was strong, he was very cautious. He would never take it lightly when facing such a weird boy who he couldn't figure out clearly.

Chen Fan shook his head, "That's his own experience."

"then you……"

"I just wanted to fight with you."

"Isn't that a meaning?" Mihawk's yellow pupils were filled with speechlessness.

of course not.

In Chen Fan's dictionary, in a fight, the opponent doesn't necessarily have to die, as long as you fight three times and the experience value is enough.

As for revenge, how many people have to die, otherwise how can it be called revenge?

This difference can be big.

Mihawk didn't have time to ponder the charm of language with Chen Fan here.

As the dignity of Qi Wuhai under the king, he will not take the initiative to attack Chen Fan.

"Go ahead."

Normally, Chen Fan would say this kind of thing, but today it feels a bit strange to say it with someone else.

Of course, he will not be polite.

He raised his fist and threw it at Mihawk.

Mihawk's yellow pupils narrowed dangerously in an instant, and he turned sideways, perfectly avoiding Chen Fan's attack.

Ok?

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and swung several punches, but Mihawk dodged them.

Is this domineering?

This is a power that can strongly feel the voice of the opponent. Once this power is obtained, it can read the position and number of enemies outside the line of sight, and the actions the opponent will take in the next moment. Luffy was fighting Ai on Sky Island When he was in Nilu, he suffered a lot.

But for Chen Fan, there are many ways to gain a sense of dominance.

For example, the breath of the sun, after completely hiding his breath, how can Mihawk perceive it?

Sure enough, Mihawk, who was calm just now, suddenly frowned.

Strange, what about people?

"boom."

It was the sound of wind piercing the air, and people were behind.

Everything happened so suddenly, Mihawk turned around quickly, and managed to avoid it.

"How could this be?"

He looked at Chen Fan who was standing in front of him calmly, and he could no longer be as calm as before.

Because as long as a person is exercising, he will definitely generate Qi, let alone an attack that produces such a powerful force.

But there was no fluctuation at all around Chen Fan, which made Mihawk wonder if he was still breathing?

He couldn't even do basic perception, let alone see through Chen Fan's movements.

Chen Fan turned his wrist, tilted his head and smiled, "It won't be so easy in the future."

Alarm bells rang in Mihawk's heart.

Chen Fan's figure disappeared in place strangely.

Without saying a word, Mihawk directly pulled out his strongest weapon "Ye", which is called the strongest black knife in the world. Few people see him unsheathed, because everyone who has seen it should be buried now in the sea.

But today, the battle had just begun, and Mihawk was forced to pull out the black knife.

He swung forward vigorously, and the slash carrying the chilling aura instantly struck down.

It was this slash that split Klick's huge ship in two.

Chen Fan, who has already escaped into the space crack, is also a little surprised. Mihawk's Ye is indeed the strongest black knife. If his strength can keep up, he may be able to shake the space crack at this time. .

It's just that for swordsmen, keen insight is the most important thing, and there are very few people who want to have both strength and insight.

Nami and Bucky, who were watching the battle, were already in a daze.

".ˇThis is... the strongest swordsman." Sauron also recovered from being slashed by the knife, and murmured with a little obsession in his eyes.

"How is Chen Fan?" Nami looked at the sea worriedly.

"Don't worry." Bucky pressed Nami with a solemn expression.

In this level of fighting, they are simply powerless.

"You are really strong." Chen Fan, who came out of the space crack, licked his lips excitedly.

"You're fine." Mihawk looked at Chen Fan who was safe and sound, and was shocked again (good money, good money).

Although he didn't lock Chen Fan's position with the blow just now, the fierce sword energy around him could instantly turn iron into nothing, let alone a living person.

"Come again." Chen Fan also took out the Sun Wheel Knife at this time, curled his lips, he wanted to see how strong the Ye was.

"Are you a swordsman too?" Mihawk frowned, feeling that he was becoming more and more unable to see through this man. If he was also a swordsman, why did he play like a reckless man without the quality that a swordsman should have at all? .

Chen Fan shook the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, "Not really."

"A sword is not as good as a fist."

Hearing this, Mihawk almost vomited blood from anger.

He didn't want to talk anymore, he concentrated his attention and watched Chen Fan's every move.