Mihawk followed the warriors in front of him out of the players' lounge and came to a deserted dark alley.

"Is that enough?"

Mihawk, who was standing in the alley, squinting his eyes slightly to rest his mind, opened his sharp eyes.

"Well! This is where you exit!"

"For the sake of our glory that will be restored, I'm sorry! A powerful swordsman from a foreign country!"

Among the down-and-out noble warriors, the leader, a man with a precious fan on his waist, nodded slightly to Mihawk. Although he had to carry out this premeditated action against Mihawk because he had to do something,

But in his heart, he still respected the foreign swordsman in front of him. His terrifying flying slashes were enough to gain the respect of them.

"Um……"

"In that case, let's call the rest of you out too!"

Mihawk nodded slightly to the fan warrior, and then looked at the dark shadow in the alley.

"Others? All the people who took action this time are here."

The fan warrior looked at Mihawk strangely. He didn't quite understand what Mihawk meant.

"Come out! Rats hiding in the shadows!"

Mihawk looked at the fan warrior in surprise, and then shouted loudly to the shadow.

"Hahaha... As expected of an exotic swordsman who killed me instantly!"

Following a burst of sneer, a dozen more dilapidated warriors stood out from the shadows. If there is anything these warriors have in common, it is that they all carry family emblems that symbolize their families! And these are the leaders.

, it was the real fighter who had just been defeated by Hawkeye, and he was still wearing a bandage.

"Instant kill? Who are you? Do we know each other?"

Mihawk looked at the leading warrior whom he had killed instantly, and asked with some confusion. He did not remember that he had ever fought against him.

"Asshole! You just had a match with me this morning, and you actually forgot about me so quickly?"

The real warrior listened to Mihawk's words and yelled angrily.

"Well...that's it!"

"Sorry! My brain can't remember weak people."

After listening to the real warrior's words, Mihawk finally understood the identity of the person in front of him, but unfortunately, he still had no impression at all in his mind, because he would never remember those beings who were weak enough to be killed by him instantly.

face.

"asshole……"

"Jie Jie Jie... But your good days are over! Brothers, come with me and kill this guy!"

The real warrior listened to Mihawk's words and was instantly angry. However, every second he sneered loudly. He turned his head and said to the dozen or so down-and-out noble warriors around him.

"Fengjun! Why are you here? Didn't you agree to leave it to me here?"

The Fan Samurai asked the leader of the dozen or so down-and-out noble warriors behind the True Great Samurai.

"Ye Lai, you are still too naive! I am afraid that you will be deceived by this stranger. You must know that Brother Teng Er was fooled by the stranger in front of you in the ring, and that's why he lost the game."

The leader, Feng, shook his chin slightly at the fan warrior Ye Lai, and then looked at the warrior in front of him who had just lost the game.

"Yes! This despicable stranger not only deceived His Majesty Kaido, but also cheated on the glorious field. Otherwise, how could he lose to me in a real fight?! How could a human be able to use that exaggerated flying slash?

?!...The reason why the opponent won the competition must have borrowed the power of the medicine from the monster, and I concluded that the knife on the opponent's back must be a monster knife!"

As Zhenda Teng Er spoke, his eyes were fixed on the black knife Night carried on Mihawk's back! He had been eyeing this knife when he was dueling with Mihawk.

"hehe……"

Fan warrior Ye Lai instantly understood the whole story, but it was just another case of bullying other warriors based on their status... Although Zuan's laws are very friendly to civilians, they do not include warriors.

Zu An very much condones the fight between the strong and the strong, because only in this way will Zu An's strength continue to grow stronger.

Therefore, this resulted in the behavior of these real fighting warriors from civilian backgrounds, who after learning superb skills, went to the dojos of these old aristocratic warriors to cause trouble and snatch famous swords.

In the few short years since Zu'an was founded, countless famous swords have changed owners.

"Fengjun! This is no reason why we can cooperate with these stupid real fighters. Think about the bullying we have suffered over the years, think about the famous swords we have lost over the years... How can we, proud noble warriors, dance with bandits?

"

Ye Lai persuaded Feng that he was not willing to cooperate with those who had hurt him.

"Everything is so that His Highness Jiu can win the next game, and finally seek justice for us lonely nobles in front of His Majesty Kaido."

Feng was silent for a moment after listening to Ye Lai's words again. After thinking about the pros and cons, he said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha... Only by cooperating with me can we win. Besides, after we defeat the stranger, you can take the knife I am using now! Because it will be useless by then! Hahahaha..."

Teng Er stared feverishly at the black sword Ye carried on Mihawk's back. He had already imagined how majestic he would look when holding the other man's black sword.

"The sword also chooses its master. A swordsman like you... No one like you is worthy of the title of swordsman. A person like you who is not even a swordsman is not qualified to own this world.

The strongest black sword in the world, Night’s.”

At some point, Mihawk had pulled out the black knife behind him and held it tightly in his hand. The terrifying giant blade that should have been the size of a two-handed sword was easily held in Mihawk's hand with one hand.

"Hehehehe... It seems that you still don't know your situation. Do you know why I chose this place? Because in such a small place, you can't swing the knife in your hand."

Teng Er smiled obscenely. The reason why he chose this alley to attack was because large weapons couldn't be wielded in such a place, and the katana in the opponent's hand was of course considered a large weapon.

"Yeah?"

Mihawk listened to Teng Er's lewd voice, asked softly, and then waved the black knife in his hand.

"boom!"

With a thunderous roar, the walls around Mihawk as the center instantly shattered, but the warriors surrounding him were not injured at all.

"What……"

Teng Er looked at the surrounding walls in shock.

"Impossible? How could you be so strong? How could this kind of control of power be possible?"

Teng Er gritted his teeth. He was now very jealous of Mihawk's power. He not only wanted to get the opponent's sword but also the opponent's powerful power, but he was also afraid that Mihawk would kill him.

"Shua..."

Mihawk did not answer Teng Er. The other party was just a clown who lost his eyesight due to power and famous swords.

Mihawk put the knife on his back and looked at the fan warrior beside him.

"Don't do this kind of thing again in the future. It really loses your identity as a swordsman. If you still think you are a swordsman..."

After saying that, Mihawk strode forward. He is now going back to the field to compete.

"Forehead……"

The warriors who originally planned to encircle and suppress Mihawk looked at the abandoned alleys that had been razed to the ground around them, and then looked at Mihawk walking towards them. Endless fear suddenly surged into their hearts, and they hurriedly moved to the side to hide.

Make way for Mihawk to move forward.

"Asshole...bastard! You bunch of trash!"

It was probably after Mihawk had left for about ten minutes that Teng Er roared loudly. Since he couldn't get the supreme katana from Mihawk and couldn't vent his anger on the other party, then...

I had no choice but to unleash my anger on these useless noble warriors.

"What's the use of you? What are you afraid of? No matter how strong that guy is, he is just a stranger. Do you really think he dares to attack us here? Do you think he dares to provoke the great Kaido?

So you guys who follow family rules and are still immersed in the glory of the past are trash that is worse than trash! Just like your family that is already in decline!"

Teng Er fired the map cannon indiscriminately at the more than twenty warriors in front of him.

"You bastard! Why didn't you do something yourself just now? You have no strength, you are a piece of rubbish who relies on having both sides to get to the top!"

A young old noble warrior couldn't bear the other party's ridicule and roared loudly.

"Haha... How dare you talk back! Today I will tell you the difference in strength between the real fight and you guys!"

As Teng Er spoke, he drew out the samurai sword from his waist and struck the young down-and-out aristocratic samurai with a sword.

The blood spread instantly, and the warrior who spoke before slowly fell down.

"asshole!"

"You actually made a sneak attack? Do you still have martial virtue?"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

In an instant, the twenty or so samurai drew out their samurai swords and pointed them at Zhenda Teng Er.

"Haha... I'm standing right here. Do you dare to attack me? I'm really going to fight! Do you know the consequences of attacking me? You street rats!"

Teng Er laughed coldly at the group of warriors in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Forehead……"

For a moment, the fierce warriors stood there and said nothing. They were not ready to fight.

"I'm... fine! Don't take action, everyone!"
To be continued...