It is difficult for masters with the same level of strength to distinguish themselves in a short period of time. Even if they try their best without sparing any effort, it will still end up being a war of attrition.

In a battle between top combatants, the battle is not about ultimate moves, but about physical strength.

"call……"

"I lost!"

With a smile, he looked at Mihawk who was holding a black sword in front of him and panting heavily. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he lay down with his head up.

"Win...win?"

Mihawk, who once thought he might be defeated, looked at Yixiao lying with his head on the ground and muttered to himself strangely.

"Forehead……"

After winning the game, a strong feeling of weakness spread throughout Mihawk's body, and the soft feeling in his legs made Mihawk almost kneel down on the field.

"Ding!"

Fortunately, when Mihawk almost fell to his knees, Mihawk used the black knife in his hand to hit the ground, preventing him from kneeling.

Mihawk held Heidaoye in his hand and used his remaining strength to slowly walk to Yixiao.

"Hu~hu~"

The other person closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

"The winner has been decided! Congratulations to Mihawk for advancing to the finals. Let us cheer for Mihawk! As long as Mihawk defeats Princess Yamato, he will have the power to compete with Kaido, the strongest player in Zaun.

Your Majesty has high qualifications. As for whether Mihawk can defeat Princess Yamato and stand in front of our great king? Let us wait and see!"

Host Lemon's voice sounded in front of the broadcast TV. Although he did not come to the scene, he still insisted on sitting in the live broadcast of the game. In his office, he watched the live broadcast and explained to the audience.

"Our final final will be held tomorrow morning at the Arena in the Capital of Flowers. I hope everyone can watch it on time! Next, we will replay the exciting moments of the competition for everyone."

After Lemon finished speaking, the TV screen began to play in a loop, the wonderful moments from the Zaun Strongest Challenge.

"Won!"

Mihawk sat down on Dragon Island, which was only one-fifth of its size, waiting for the staff to arrive. He had no strength to move anyway.

"Mr. Mihawk, thank you for your hard work. We will hold the finals in the Flower City at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. You still have a total of twenty hours of preparation time. We have prepared delicious food and a change of clothes for you.

Clothes and comfortable room.”

After a while, the staff of the Zaun Strongest Challenge drove a boat to the Dragon Island, which was only one-fifth the size, and said to Mihawk.

"..."

"good!"

When Mihawk heard that the competition would be held tomorrow morning, he frowned slightly, then relaxed and nodded lightly to the staff.

"Okay then, dear, come with us!"

The staff made an inviting gesture towards Mihawk and motioned Mihawk to get on the boat.

"Um!"

After Mihawk saw Yixiao being carried on a stretcher by four or five staff members and carried to the ship, he nodded and walked towards the rescue ship.

"Suck~"

As soon as he got on the boat, Mihawk made himself a cup of coffee and drank it in large gulps. He put a lot of sugar cubes into the coffee to replenish his energy.

"Today is the fifteenth?"

Mihawk sat on the luxurious sofa in the cabin, looked at the date displayed on the calendar hanging opposite him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's right, it's been nine days since you battled Mr. Yixiao!"

The waiter smiled at Mihawk and replied.

"It's been eleven days?!"

Mihawk gently touched his lower abdomen. No wonder he felt that his stomach was empty. He had not eaten for eleven days.

"Are you planning to eat first? Or are you going to take a shower first?"

The service staff looked at Mihawk who was touching his belly and asked softly.

"Just go eat!"

Mihawk answered directly without thinking. Hungry is the enemy of a warrior. A warrior must not let himself go hungry, because if he is hungry, he will not be able to use his strength at all.

"Okay Mr. Mihawk, by the way, although we don't have a huge bath on the ship, we do have simple shower facilities. If you need a simple rinse, I think our ship can still provide services."

The service staff looked at Mihawk who was in tatters and dirty and seemed to have thought of something and suggested.

"Can I rinse it off?"

"If possible, that would be great."

Mihawk nodded slightly to the service staff. He really wanted to wash himself off.

"Please come with me! The bathroom is here!"

The service staff nodded to Mihawk, and then opened a small door in the room for Mihawk, revealing the bathroom.

"Tons, tons, tons..."

Mihawk drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp, and then walked towards the small door opened by the service staff.

The bathroom on the ship is not big, and you can only take a standing shower. However, toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, shower gel, razors, soap, etc. are all available.

"I know~"

Mihawk closed the bathroom door with his backhand. He looked at himself in the mirror with slightly long hair and unkempt beard, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he looked a little beaten, he was still handsome.

"Huh~"

After taking off his clothes and placing them on the hangers, revealing his strong body, Mihawk exhaled into the shower, then opened the water gate and started rinsing.

The warm water washed over Mihawk's body, seeming to wash away all the stains and fatigue on Mihawk's body, and also gave him the strength to recall the battle between him and Yixiao.

"Always feel a little weird?!"

Mihawk picked up the shampoo and squeezed out some shampoo, then applied it to his hair and rubbed it constantly.

He recalled his battle with Yixiao and found some doubts. He always felt that Yixiao did not use all his strength, and fighting continuously for a week should not have reached Yixiao's limit. Yixiao seemed to be calculating while fighting.

What, on the contrary, he has almost reached his physical limit after fighting for a week. It is the first time he fights with a master of the same level with a real gun. He is still a little uncomfortable and lacks experience.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. It is really difficult to find a master of the same level to compare with. He has been drifting in the entire sea for so long, but he has only found one person who is both a teacher and a friend. His name is Hong

Hair Shanks.

As for people like Yixiao who can usually fight with Barrett of the same level, there are very few in this sea. Apart from Zaun, the only one with such a strong reserve is the Navy Headquarters, and even every top person in the Navy Headquarters

Except for Garp, combat players are usually very busy and rarely have time to compete.

"Pa bang bang..."

"Um?"

Just as Mihawk continued to think, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Pap~"

Mihawk turned off the shower, turned and looked outside the door.

"Who?"

Mihawk looked at the closed door and asked softly. Because he was on a ship, and he was exhausted both physically and mentally, he didn't want to waste his energy using the power of knowledge.

"It's me! I've prepared some clothes for you to wear after washing, and put them on the hangers in the small cubicle outside the door. You can change into them after washing."

The voice of the waiter who received him before came from outside the door.

"OK!"

Mihawk replied softly, and then continued to rinse.

Not long after, Mihawk came to the mirror after taking a shower. He gently wiped off the water mist on the mirror with his hands, then picked up a razor and carefully repaired his chin.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Mihawk looked at the perfect razor-cut face in the mirror and nodded slightly, then turned on the faucet and rinsed his face.

"Huh~"

After taking care of his appearance, Mihawk picked up a towel and wiped his hair, which had almost reached his shoulders. He had not had his hair cut since he left the paradise for Zaun.

Mihawk combed his hair casually, and then took out a rubber band from the drawer in front of him.

"..."

After a short silence, Mihawk combed his hair into a ponytail and put on a rubber band.

"I know~

Then he opened the bathroom door, picked up the clothes for a change of clothes and looked at them gently.

This is a standard Zaun kimono, but this is normal. Most of the time, the people of Zaun wear either yukata or kimono, so it is normal to give him a kimono here.
To be continued...