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Chapter 46. Warm Up

"Every time I see snowflakes falling from the sky, I feel like Monet is right next to me."

"I am indeed by your side, brother~"

"Don't come so close to me! You are already a big kid and will be a 14-year-old girl soon. Why haven't you counted yet?!"

"Woooo┭┮﹏┭┮, brother, do you dislike me and don't love me anymore? You weren't like this at the beginning. I understand, love will disappear, right?"

"right."

"...Hey, brother, you are so warm. I am also your sister. Why do you always prefer sugar? I hate it!"

"..."

On a rooftop in a small town, Kazan, who was steaming all over, sat on the tiles and looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, with Monet, who was already a girl, clinging to his side.

There was also a small sugar cube lying in my arms, sucking my thumb while staring blankly at the falling snowflakes.

"Kazan! When I was fishing at the beach just now, I saw the guy who confronted you at the sea!"

"Which one?"

"Hawkeye!"

"...Tsk."

Kazan raised his head and followed the birds in the sky to talk. Originally, after Funkley transformed into other creatures, even the way he spoke would change accordingly, so he was never able to maintain his animal state and communicate with them.

But during these four months of practice, which combined work and rest, Feng Klei has been able to maintain his animal state and still make his own voice.

Kazan estimates that Fon Clay's ability to imitate the fruit should have reached Level 5.

Because what Funkley did was not only maintain the state of other species and make his own voice, but also had a very important ability.

That is to be able to simply communicate with the same species that he transformed into! Now Feng Clay can use this ability to let some small animals such as birds and mice carry out messages, intelligence reconnaissance and other activities.

In this sea, people with this ability are very valuable talents no matter which side they are on, but for pure pirates, this ability is of less use.

"Well... forget it, that guy probably came to see me specifically, I'll go and have a meeting."

Kazan picked up the small sugar in his arms and threw it to Monet next to him. He stood up straight, stretched, jumped to the ground, and walked leisurely towards the seaside.

Kazan suddenly stopped halfway, then turned around, put the sugar on his shoulders, and walked with her towards the seaside.

In the field of swordsmanship, Kazan is definitely not as good as Hawkeye. Although Hawkeye is still some distance away from being the real world's greatest swordsman, he is probably close.

After all, this period of time is not far from Hawkeye's position in the Shichibukai. By then, no matter whether Hawkeye really has the strength of the world's greatest swordsman, at least he is in name, and even if there is no estimate, he will

There's not much difference. There are very few people in this world who can compare with him in the field of pure swordsmanship.

seaside.

Hawkeye, who floated leisurely to the shore, looked at the people waiting above him and suddenly cheered up, with obvious interest in his eyes.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time, Hawkeye."

"You know me?"

"You are so famous, of course I have heard of you. Moreover, if you have met Shanks recently, you should have heard him talk about me. I think I should be quite impressive to him."

Kazan's words turned into a completely different thought in Mihawk's ears.

What Kazan meant was that his hellish training turned Shanks into a virtual man. Shanks must never forget this feeling.

In Mihawk's ears, the reason why Shanks was deeply impressed by Kazan was because he was strong enough that Shanks paid attention to him.

That’s right! That’s it!

Mihawk's eyes flashed, and he could match what Shanks said!

"Come on, let's have a fight. I just need a duel with enough weight."

Kazan stood calmly and pinched Granu's butt on his shoulder.

"Menduck~"

After opening a translucent air door in mid-air, Mihawk walked in with a slightly changed look in his eyes, not forgetting to throw out the sugar before walking in.

"Our battle is probably quite powerful. Come in and fight. It should last for fifteen minutes now. This time should be enough for us to fight."

"...good."

The aloof Mihawk followed Kazan into the air door without any hesitation, not worrying at all that he would be harmed.

Maybe it's the confidence of a strong man, or maybe it's the trust in Shanks.

The world inside the door.

Kazan and Mihawk stood opposite each other, about ten meters apart.

Kazan of Soul Sword.

Blood rage.

Rampage.

Bloodthirsty.

"Let's warm up first."

Kazan breathed heavily, suppressing the murderous desire in his chest that was about to burst out.

"OK."

Mihawk looked at Kazan who was immersed in scarlet blood and became violent and agitated, and he understood a little bit about the name "Red Dog".

This aura is not bad, but it shouldn't be as powerful as Shanks said.

Mihawk carefully sensed the aura emanating from Kazan through seeing and hearing Haki, and felt that Kazan did not use his full strength because he was 'warming up'.

He drew out the big black sword from his back and directed his swift sword energy towards Kazan.

Kazan did not choose to fight head-on, relying on his intermediate knowledge and excellent physical fitness to dodge to the side.

Three cuts.

He raised his hand and used three slashes to close the distance, and in an instant he rushed to a short distance in front of Mihawk.

Mountain collapse.

With the blessing of armed color and steel, he struck hard at Mihawk in front of him with a powerful and heavy move.

Mihawk raised his eyes slightly, and held up the hardened black knife with both hands to block the blow.

With the addition of many buffs and skill power, this move actually only caused the Black Blade Night held by Mihawk to sink a small distance, which was almost undetectable.

Mihawk's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth flickered, he jumped back, and then he picked up Kazan who was falling.

Cross cut.

Bang!

The three knives collided together again. At that moment, Kazan was slightly pushed back, but the bloody sword energy from the subsequent cross slash made Hawkeye give up his stubbornness and dodge back suddenly.

"ability?"

"No, sword skills."

"interesting!"

Earth Fissure and Wave Slash.

In this sword energy competition, Kazan was clearly at a disadvantage and still had two killing skills.

Soul-hungry hand, rage burst and soul-hungry demon-sealing slash.

The first two moves are not sword skills that are not suitable for use in this kind of duel. Kazan has never used the latter move, so he can't figure out its power. Anyway, judging from the strong control in the game, if Hawkeye can't break free

That kind of unreasonable control will probably leave a miserable scar.

Therefore, Kazan does not want to use this move on non-hostile targets.

The skills have all been tested, and Kazan had a rough guess about Hawkeye's ability, so he rushed forward and performed a crazy super-speed draw.

It can be seen that although the strength is not strong, the speed still surprises Hawkeye. He was even cut twice at the beginning because he was not used to the attack speed, but it was armed, so it was not a big problem.

But these two swords made Hawkeye fall into a state of excitement. He was obviously serious and began to use his full swordsmanship.

Logically speaking, Kazan should have been defeated immediately and found it difficult to resist.

but...

In this high-intensity chop.

He finally broke through.


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