On the stage of the Zaun Strongest Challenge, Mihawk and Musashi stood face to face on the stage.

"Whether you want to be a sword holder holding a sword in your hand, or become a true swordsman, the final choice is in your hands!"

Mihawk's lips moved slightly, and then a terrifying flying slash filled Musashi's vision.

"boom!"

"call!"

Musashi was awakened by his nightmare. Ever since his battle with Mihawk, he had often dreamed of fighting against the opponent, and in the end he would definitely be awakened by the opponent's unparalleled flying slash, as if even in a dream

Even Musashi thought that he could not defeat the opponent and had no chance of winning.

"It's past four in the morning?!"

Musashi stood up from the bed, glanced at the time on the clock, and then looked at the dark sky outside. He shook his head helplessly. He planned to drink some water and then continued to sleep.

"Woooooooo..."

With the sound of steam coming from the electric kettle, Musashi subconsciously picked up the kettle and poured it into a super cute bear water cup in his hand.

"Huh~"

"who!?"

However, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, Musashi's sleepiness was instantly dispersed.

"Ding……"

I saw a dart flying towards Musashi outside the window, and finally shot through Musashi's most precious bear water cup.

"ah……"

Musashi looked at the cup that he could no longer use, and then at the man in black who had disappeared outside the window, a surge of anger filled his heart.

"well……"

But Musashi still didn't chase him out. Firstly, it was too late now, and secondly, he still had to clean up the broken ceramic cup in front of him.

"Huh……"

In the process of cleaning up the broken cup, Musashi found a secret message. It turned out that the person who just threw the dart just threw the letter in.

"Six o'clock this morning! See you at the martial arts training ground No. 1!"

Although the secret letter has been wet with water, the writing on it can still be read clearly.

"Hiss!"

After reading the secret letter, Musashi angrily tore the paper into pieces, his eyes flashing with the purest anger.

"Absolutely inexcusable!"

Musashi clenched his hands. Since this thief wanted to have a showdown with him in the martial arts training ground, he told the other party the difference in strength and how terrible Musashi's anger was.

The anger dominated by nightmares for many days, as well as the anger of his beloved cup being broken, made Musashi unable to control himself for a while. He wanted to tell the other person that no matter who the other person was, it was not a good thing to anger him, he was extremely vicious.

He walked into the bathroom, opened the door cumbersomely, and then took off the mask he wore even when sleeping, revealing his true face inside.

"Tsk~"

Musashi looked at his appearance in the mirror, feeling a little bored in his heart. His appearance was not what a swordsman should look like at all.

After simply washing up, he put on his brand new mask for going out, and cleaned the mask he had just taken off at home. He would change the mask almost every day, and would separate the masks for home and going out.

Then he walked to the bedroom, opened his big wardrobe, and changed into today's combat uniform, a set of tights that allowed him to fully utilize his petite figure and strong mobility. Then he picked up the two samurai swords placed in the ancestral hall, and in the dim light

The sky is out the door.

At six o'clock in the morning, Musashi arrived at the No. 1 martial arts training ground on time.

"Hey~ Long time no see! Do you want to eat an apple?"

The moment Musashi entered the martial arts training ground, there was a man holding a toothpick in his mouth and carrying an extra-long samurai sword behind him that was comparable to the height of a man. He had some stubble on his chin.

The man with his ponytail, who thought he was handsome, greeted Musashi gently and threw an apple.

"Musashi Two Swordsman Style·Peach Blossom Ten Fists!"

However, the man's response was not a kind smile from the other party, or a loving hug between friends, but two huge flying slashes that crossed together and struck at the man.

"Oh my god!"

The man looked at the slashes coming towards him and was so frightened that he even dropped the toothpick in his mouth. He pulled out the katana behind him and used his secret skill.

"Mysticism·Yan Hui!"

With just one blow, he touched the highest realm of swordsmanship. Even Mihawk looked at it and evaluated the man as the most powerful competition for the most powerful swordsman in the future world.

Three slashes were struck instantly, sealing the space instantly. Taoyuan's ten fists didn't even have a chance to touch the hem of the man's clothes before they disappeared without a trace.

"Hiss~"

Musashi glanced slightly sideways. He looked at his mask with cracks and knew that the opponent had won.

"If you continue like this, stop talking about me, you won't even be able to catch up with the swordsmen of your own country..."

Musashi gently touched the crack on his mask, and Mihawk's words rang in his ears again.

"It's so dangerous! I almost died! I just want to see you, but you're going to hit me with a flying slash as soon as you come up? We can be considered brothers who have met each other honestly, right?

?”

Men are the pride of the Shigetsuki family. Shigetsuki Kojiro smiled softly at Musashi, his words full of flattery.

"..."

Musashi didn't say anything to the man, he just stared at the man quietly, as if he wanted to see something from Kojiro.

"Ah? Is there something on my face?"

Kojiro asked Musashi with some uncertainty. He remembered that he had washed himself well before going out today!

"Why can you become so powerful?"

After Musashi was silent for a moment, he directly asked Kojiro the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Hahahaha... What did I think? You actually want to ask this question?! Hahahaha..."

Kojiro laughed loudly after listening to Musashi's words, which shocked him. He thought he was not handsome enough? Fortunately, he can still fight with his looks. The opponent's problem has nothing to do with his appearance. To be honest

If the other party asked you why you are so ugly, he would probably be tempted to commit suicide now. Strength is a temporary issue, but handsomeness is a lifelong matter.

"Is this a funny question?"

Musashi looked at Kojiro who was laughing loudly in front of him, and he suddenly felt angry in his heart. He felt that he had been fooled. Was the other party looking down on him?

"No! It's my own problem, phew..."

"Are you asking me the reason why I became stronger? Many people have asked me this question, and my answer to them is - talent! My talent is enough to make me strong! There are only conditional factors that affect our strength in this world.

That’s four! The first is family. Without a family that can support oneself, it’s all empty talk...some people can’t even meet the conditions for hard work! The second is luck. Some people have a good background, but there are always jealousy of talents.

So some people die before they become adults, and they don’t even have a chance to live. How can they work hard? The third is hard work. Before talking about talent, you need to work hard first. Many people don’t work hard enough to talk about talent. Finally,

It is talent. Compared with the others, talent is the most disappointing. With the same training method, some people can chop down a mountain in three days, while some people can't even chop wood in thirty years!"

"My family is a big family that has been inherited from Zu'an for thousands of years. All members of the family told me without reservation how to become stronger, so there are no problems in my family. Being born into such a family is enough to make me stronger.

But it's just average strength... The second is luck. I'm grateful that I can live in the era led by His Majesty Kaido, an era where old ideas have been broken and everyone can become stronger. I'm also grateful to God for allowing me to grow up healthily.

It's up, so my luck is no problem..."

"The third is hard work. First of all, I work hard enough. I am among the hardest working ones in the entire clan...The last is talent! There are countless people in Zaun who meet the above three conditions, but I am indeed the same age group.

The strongest one, even called the strongest talent in the Shuangyue family for thousands of years, just because my talent is good enough!"

Kojiro stood in front of Musashi and praised his origin, luck, hard work and talent in an extremely flat tone.

"So you're saying that my talent is not as good as yours?"

Musashi frowned slightly after listening to Kojiro's ramble on.

"No! If it were anyone else in this country, I might say this, but you are different! In my opinion, your talent is no less than that of the noble Yamato, and is even better than mine!"

Kojiro shook his head slightly and said to Musashi.

"Since my talent is above yours, why am I not better than you?"

Musashi was confused. If he was talented enough, why couldn't he defeat Kojiro?

"Look, I said before that the four factors that affect a person's strength are family, luck, hard work and talent! There is no problem with your talent. I have also seen your hard work. You can live and grow up and even get the blessing of that Oden-sama.

The cultivation manual shows that your luck is extraordinary, so the factors that affect your strength can only occur in your family."

"Family factors include many factors. The first is family background. If the son of a craftsman and the son of a samurai both want to become a samurai, the son of a samurai must have a greater chance! The second is the relationship between the family. If the son of a craftsman insists on becoming a samurai,

Become a samurai, but the craftsman wants his son to take over as a craftsman. In the end, the two have a quarrel, or various other things have cast a shadow on the child's psychology, and the final result must not be good. The third is family social interaction.

The craftsman offended someone, and as a result, he was secretly tripped up and tried to suppress the craftsman's son. In the end, something not so good happened, which caused the craftsman's son to become psychologically shackles and unable to become stronger. It is also possible."

"See for yourself what is preventing you from becoming stronger?"

Kojiro asked Musashi softly.
To be continued...