Whitebeard Beg Me to Come Out At The Start

Chapter 103 A piece of orange leaf at hand is the supreme knife

“Hiss what?”

“Uncle San, are you true? Grandpa really turned that orange leaf into a black knife?”

“Didn’t Grandpa simply use Armament Haki to harden that leaf?”

As soon as Dracule Mihawk said this, a cold breath came from the mouths of Margao and the others.

In an instant, it spread throughout the entire Mobi Dick.

“Black knife? Are you referring to this kind of thing?”

Luo Feng reached out and plucked a leaf from the orange tree again.

Dracule- Mihawk not far away saw Luo Feng’s movements, and a pair of eagle eyes stared at every movement of his father without turning a bit.

Not only him, but also Margao and others, even Whitebeard, the son who knows Luo Feng well, watched every subtle movement of Luo Feng with unparalleled concentration.

Under a pair of ambitious, nervous, and awe-inspiring gazes, after the orange leaves left the orange tree and fell between Luo Feng’s fingers, within two seconds, a black light completely covered it.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng threw it casually, letting the Buddha throw away the trash at his fingertips, and threw the leaves that had turned into black knives in his hands to Dracule-Mihawk.

“Father, please forgive my son for being rude.”

Dracule- Mihawk solemnly said to Luo Feng, and then stretched his right hand behind his back to grasp the hilt of the black knife-Ye.

Now that you cut against this black leaf once, there will be a gap. Is it possible that the quality of this black leaf can be compared to a supreme sharp knife?”

Bista was stunned.

He can only say that!

You really deserve it! Grandpa!

Countless swordsmen and even great swordsmen have been unable to refine a black knife in their entire life, grandpa, you are here!

Moreover, after a sparse and ordinary orange leaf was refined into a black knife by Grandpa’s hand, its quality was actually comparable to Dracule-Mihawk’s black knife. Night.

“A piece of orange leaf at hand is the supreme sharp knife!

Is this grandpa the sword god?”

After racking his brains, Yi Zang finally thought of a word to describe his grandfather.

The world’s largest swordsman is simply belittling Grandpa.

Only the sword god is qualified to describe Luo Feng.

At this moment, everyone on the boat looked at Luo Feng as if they were looking at a god!

A god who descended into the Grand Line!

“.Whehe, it’s in vain. Someone who has practiced swords all his life, I thought he had somehow caught the supreme realm of swordsmanship.

Until today, when I saw my grandpa refining a black sword with his fingers, I realized that my swords in this life were all in vain.

Dracule Mihawk glanced down at the black knife in his hand-Ye.

Suddenly, he had this black knife in his hand that he was proud of in the past. Ye, and his own swordsmanship that he is proud of is a joke at all.

“My third brother, don’t belittle yourself.

You are already very good, but if you compare with Daddy, then you are wrong!

Do you know why Dad has been revered by the world as the god of the world several times ago?

Conqueror’s Haki, invincible in the world!

Swordsmanship powers the gods, and there is no resistance!

No one can compare spear skills to the sky!

This is why the old man is named invincible and revered as the god of the world!

He is truly invincible!

Every aspect, Haki, swordsmanship, spearmanship, physical skills, and body are all invincible!”

Whitebeard looked around the audience, exclaiming each word.

“Invincible…”

Dracule-Mihawk and others looked up at Luo Feng. They could see Luo Feng clearly by looking up, but they couldn’t help but choose to look up, and they couldn’t help murmuring two words. Fire,