Chapter 819 Special training begins
The moment the words fell,
The originally calm air seemed to be ignited and trembled violently. The strong wind swept up from the ground in an instant, setting off a thrilling whistling sound on the beach!
An extremely sharp slash burst out from the blade of Ryujin Jakka at an astonishing speed, like a lightning bolt that cuts through the sky, tearing through the air, and flying straight towards Mihawk with an all-consuming momentum!
Faced with such a ferocious attack,
Mihawk's eyes became sharp in an instant. Without any hesitation, he quickly drew out the black knife Night from his back, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and swung it violently!
Clang~Boom!
The dark green slash and the pale white slash collided violently in mid-air, instantly causing an earth-shattering explosion.
The overflowing sword energy was like a raging storm, sweeping up all the surrounding sand with overwhelming force, forming a huge bottomless pit!
Then,
The fierce wind whistled past, blowing the sand like a rolling torrent, and quickly gathered into a huge sandstorm, covering the sky and the sun, completely hiding the figures of Mihawk and Aizen.
Gion and Kake were both stunned by the scene before them. It happened so suddenly that they didn't even have time to react.
The two stood there blankly, at a loss for a moment...
at this time,
A serious and cold voice sounded from the dust: "Mihawk, how does it feel to be at the top of the sword? Do you feel lonely at the top?"
The expression on Mihawk's face was extremely solemn, his muscles were tense, and the aura he exuded was extremely sharp, like a sword about to be unsheathed.
Aizen's figure was looming in the dust and smoke. Holding Ryujin Jakka in one hand, he approached Mihawk step by step.
As the distance between the two people got closer,
The invisible sword intent surged like a surging wave, filling every corner around. However, this powerful sword intent did not cause any damage to the surrounding objects, but only squeezed Mihawk's living space...
Gudong~
Mihawk swallowed hard, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented huge pressure!!!
"For so many years... you have been too comfortable."
"The most taboo thing on the path of swordsmanship is to covet comfort and think that you are invincible and have no rivals. But in fact... when you stop moving forward, you will be no different from those trash you look down upon."
As these words fell,
Aizen took a step forward and walked out of the billowing smoke and dust.
His expression was unusually calm, his eyes were cold and sharp, staring intently at Mihawk who was five meters away. The blade of the Ryujin Jakka held tightly in his right hand was flashing a dazzling white light.
Mihawk closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly exerted force with his hands holding the hilt of the knife. The veins on his arms bulged instantly, and the armed color domineering and unparalleled murderous aura gushed out together.
"Brother, I admit that you are right, but you should also understand..."
"Without you, this sea, I am the pinnacle of the sword path!"
The words fell,
He suddenly opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils revealed an extremely strong fighting spirit and overwhelming sword intent, and his majestic aura rose into the sky, blowing the corners of his clothes rustling.
"They all say that I am the world's greatest swordsman, but I have never admitted it, because only if I defeat you, I will be the real number one in swordsmanship!"
His eyes were fixed firmly on the front, as if his lifelong goal was there.
"Come on, big brother, let me know how far I am from being the strongest!!!"
Say it,
Mihawk suddenly stepped out with his right foot, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Then,
Accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, a dark green figure in the sky crossed the sky at an astonishing speed, and like a falling comet, it crashed towards Aizen on the ground with great momentum!
Seeing this, Aizen smiled instead of getting angry. His pale blue eyes reflected Mihawk's ferocious face as he wielded the sword, which gradually overlapped with the young and immature face deep in his memory.
'Haha, the little brat back then has also grown up.'
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and his right hand holding the knife slowly exerted force. The condensed sword intent gradually rose, and a huge hole was pierced through the clouds in the sky.
'Just do it, Mihawk.'
'As a swordsman, you must have the courage to swing your sword when facing a strong opponent. Only when you are fearless in your heart can your swordsmanship be flawless!'
"Also let me take a good look at what you are like now!"
Thinking of this,
Aizen's eyes suddenly focused, and he suddenly swung out the Ryujin Jakka that was tightly clenched in his right hand. In an instant, the pale blue slashing wave flew out at an astonishing speed and slammed into the falling comet!
Boom~
I see,
The momentum of the falling comet suddenly stagnated, and then the pale blue cutting wave blew the comet away hundreds of meters with overwhelming force!
"Ah."
Aizen chuckled, formed a seal with his right hand, and his body split into two identical figures.
【Wood Style: Clone Technique】
"I'll leave these two to you. I'll go take care of that brat Mihawk."
The two clones smiled and nodded when they heard this.
"clear."
"rest assured."
Swish!
Aizen's mouth corners raised, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a gust of strong wind.
After Aizen left,
The two clones smiled at each other, then slowly turned around and looked at Gion and Kake who were standing in a daze not far away.
"I'll be in charge of Kogion."
One of the clones said softly.
He smiled slightly, slowly clenched his right hand, and a powerful magnetic force surged out from his palm.
The next second, the metal elements deep underground seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand and broke out of the ground. These metals quickly gathered and merged in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they formed an extremely sharp blade with a cold and cold light.
When the other clone at the side heard this, he turned to look at Kaji, stared at him for a moment with a sharp gaze, and then raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a ferocious smile.
"it is good."
The clone said with a grin, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery and cruelty, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.
at the same time
The two people who were being stared at by the two Aizen clones suddenly felt a suffocating sense of oppression surging like a tidal wave, as if a heavy mountain was pressing on them, making it difficult to breathe.
Fine beads of sweat began to seep out of their foreheads, sliding down their cheeks one by one, crystal clear beads.
The two men swallowed at the same time, gripped their weapons tightly, stared ahead intently, and prepared for battle.
"Is this... the so-called... special training?"
The corners of Kaji's mouth twitched uncontrollably, his voice trembled violently, and the look he gave Aizen's clone was filled with unconcealable fear.
"right……"
Gion's voice was trembling, but it wasn't because of fear, but because of excitement.
Like Mihawk,
At this moment, she couldn't wait to fight with Aizen to show the results of her years of training!
