Chapter 1292 Zoro vs. Mihawk (Part )

These fragments flashed with cold light, as if telling the intensity of the battle.

At this moment, Zoro's mind went blank in an instant, and he looked at the blade in his hand that had been broken into several pieces in disbelief.

"I lost... I was not as skilled as my opponent... I never thought that I would lose this duel... Is this the terrifying power possessed by the legendary great swordsman?"

Zoro muttered to himself, his voice full of loss and unwillingness.

He lowered his head and turned around silently. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground, forming a shocking blood flower.

A deep knife scar was clearly visible on his chest, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

However, despite suffering such a severe blow, Zoro still endured the severe pain and straightened his spine.

On the other side, Mihawk seemed very casual. He just turned around slightly and glanced at Zoro indifferently.

When Mihawk saw Zoro turn around and slowly open his arms, his pupils suddenly shrank and his mouth opened slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Zoro's next move.

In this tense moment!

All of a sudden, Zoro shouted, "The wound on your back is a shame for a swordsman!"

Although there was still blood at the corner of his mouth, a firm and confident smile appeared on his face. His eyes stared straight at Mihawk, as if he wanted to see through the other's body and see a more distant future.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Zoro's tall figure gradually overlapped with another figure twenty-four years ago - back then, there was also a person who stood in front of the powerful enemy without hesitation and did not retreat.

At this moment, Mihawk saw his former self in Zoro. He couldn't help but be moved by the spirit of moving forward bravely and never giving up.

The corners of Mihawk's mouth gradually lifted up, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

He tightly grasped the Black Knife Night in both hands, and an invisible pressure emanated from his body. The air around him seemed to become heavy because of this momentum.

"Have the guts!"

Mihawk showed an expression of appreciation, and a barely perceptible smile flashed across his sculpture-like cold face, and his eyes were fixed on Zoro in front of him.

At the same time, he swung his arm suddenly, and the long sword in his hand came down, and a light green slash whizzed out.

The slash was extremely fast and reached Zoro in the blink of an eye. Its color was so light that it was almost impossible to detect without careful observation.

In an instant, Zoro felt an irresistible force coming at him, and he flew backwards like a cannonball.

As his body flew backwards, there was an extremely powerful energy force that swept in all directions, causing strong winds and huge waves wherever it passed.

Zoro was also severely injured by this blow, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing into the air around him, forming a blood mist.

Mihawk raised his head slightly, and his hawk-like sharp eyes stared at Zoro coldly.

Although Zoro was seriously injured at this time, Mihawk whispered in his heart: "Don't be in a hurry to die, the power of youth!"

It seems that everyone is full of expectations for this young man who dares to challenge himself.

After Zoro drew an arc in the air, his eyes finally lost focus, and he fell heavily into the sea with his head raised up, causing a large splash of water.

"Zoron!"

Seeing his friend injured and falling into the water, Luffy was anxious and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, Joseph and Johnny jumped into the vast ocean without hesitation and swam towards the direction where Zoro fell into the water.

Mihawk stood there quietly, slowly hanging the long sword in his hand back on his back.

He stared at the sea expressionlessly, waiting for Joseph and Johnny to pull Zoro ashore.

Not long after, Joseph and Johnny finally succeeded in rescuing Zoro from the sea and dragged him back to the shore with difficulty.

At this time, Zoro was covered in blood, breathing weakly, and looked seriously injured.

"My name is Jorakoll Mihawk. You can't die yet. Understand yourself and the world, and become stronger, Roronoa!"

Mihawk had a stern expression, his arms tightly folded across his chest, staring intently at Zoro, who was covered in wounds but still resolute and unyielding.

"In the years to come, I will always be looking forward to you surpassing me completely, Roronoa!"

Mihawk roared suddenly, his voice shaking the sky, as if to shake the whole world.

Faced with Mihawk's words, Zoro showed no intention of backing down.

He tightly grasped the samurai sword with a broken blade, like a wounded but unyielding beast, and roared loudly towards the sky: "Luffy, I'm sorry to have worried you. I can't be the world's number one swordsman, and I'm sure it will be difficult for you!"

Luffy stared at Zoro blankly.

"I will never fail a second time, I will never fail a second time, until I defeat him and become a great swordsman, I will never fail again, do you have anything to say, Pirate King!"

At this time, Zoro's whole body was covered in blood. He covered the blood that kept flowing from his forehead with his hands, raised the broken blade knife high, and roared with all his might.

Luffy stared at Zoro in a daze, and was a little dazed for a moment.

But soon, he came back to his senses and a brilliant smile broke out on his face.

"No la!"

Luffy replied with a nonchalant smile.

Hearing Zoro's answer, Mihawk's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile, then turned and left without saying a word.

He repeated to Sauron word for word what Charlotte had once said to him.

He fully hoped that Zoro could surpass himself, and even surpass that man, and achieve his grand dream of becoming the world's greatest swordsman.

Then he turned around and returned to his own boat.

Along with the surge of the ocean current, the boat slowly moved forward and finally disappeared into the vast sea.

Mihawk raised his head slightly and stared at the vast sky.

He murmured softly, "When did I lose the firmness that a strong man should have?"

He just stared at the sky quietly, his thoughts involuntarily drifting back to that moment four years ago.

At that time, Charlotte swung the sword, and the sword energy seemed to be able to penetrate the entire heaven and earth.

The majestic power, the incomparable strength, and the deep sense of despair that followed are still clearly imprinted in his mind.

"It seems that it was from that time that I lost the determination to keep making progress and climb to the top!"

Mihawk lowered his head silently, looking somewhat lonely and depressed.