Kojiro bowed to Mihawk.

"Um?!"

Mihawk narrowed his eyes slightly after listening to Kojiro's words.

"Well, I know this is a bit excessive, but I hope you can..."

Kojiro lowered his head and explained to Mihawk with a slightly red face.

"Yeah! I know!"

Mihawk looked at Kojiro's appearance, smiled softly, then turned around and walked towards the contestants' tunnel.

"ah?!"

Kojiro looked at Mihawk walking away with a stunned look on his face, thinking he had heard wrongly.

"Thank you, Master!"

After a few seconds, Kojiro finally came to his senses and quickly bowed to Mihawk who was walking away.

"snort!"

Mihawk snorted slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This kid was probably obsessed with Musashi.

Although there was a lot of smoke and dust that day, there was no secret for experts like them, whose knowledge and understanding were far beyond ordinary people.

"Fool!"

Musashi adjusted his mask, and when passing by Kojiro, he gently left a word, and then strode towards the contestants' tunnel.

Mihawk and Musashi stood on a lawn one after another. This lawn was the place where they fought today. As for the martial arts arena that was originally used for the fight, it had completely disappeared in front of the meteorite.

"Thank you Mihawk and Musashi for coming to our competition arena in advance, although our current arena can't be called a arena."

"Then in that case, we won't waste time anymore. The Zaun Strongest Challenge, the last game of the top four competition, starts now!"

Lemon loudly announced the start of the game.

In an instant, the entire lawn was filled with the smell of killing.

"Come on and attack with all your strength! Young man!"

Mihawk hooked his fingers towards Musashi, but he himself showed no fighting posture at all.

"call!"

"Be careful!"

Musashi reminded Mihawk a little, and then pulled out the two katana swords on his waist.

"With your current body, can you still perform the Ten Fists of Taoyuan?"

Mihawk looked at Musashi's slightly stiff posture of drawing the sword, and instantly noticed something, and he asked.

"Just some minor injuries!"

Musashi knew that his physical condition was noticed by Mihawk, but he did not give up yet.

Although she suffered serious muscle strain due to excessive exertion in yesterday's game, she will not give up easily.

"boom!"

Musashi was seen waving the two samurai swords in his hands and slashing at Mihawk.

"Stiff muscles! Slow reaction! Absence of mind! How can such a swordsmanship hit anyone?!"

Facing Musashi's slashes, Mihawk dodged calmly, as if he just happened to dodge every time, but he was able to dodge Musashi's slashes every time.

"how come?"

Musashi looked at Mihawk who calmly dodged his attack, his eyes filled with shock.

"It seems that you don't regard swordsmanship as a part of yourself at all! Why are you wielding the sword? Faced with a person like you who holds a sword in his hand but is not even a swordsman, this is just the right way to deal with you!

"

After Mihawk once again dodged Musashi's attack, he nodded slightly to Musashi, fumbled in his trouser pocket, and took out an object about ten centimeters in size.

On the other side, Kojiro, who was clearing the table, scratched his head in confusion: "That's weird! Where did the spoon Master used to stir the coffee go?"

"A spoon?"
Chapter completed!