Chapter 32: The Future World's Strongest vs. The Future's No. 1 Swordsman

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Everyone was drooling at the sight of the vast array of food on the table that they had never seen before. These were the Chinese dishes that Uncle Fate had recently developed.

Gel looked at the spicy chicken, steamed fish with green onion and ginger, spicy seafood, braised beef, beer duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork with preserved vegetables, soup made from some unknown bone and two stir-fried vegetables on the table, and he had the illusion of returning to modern times.

The portions are just a bit scary. The fish is sea fish weighing several hundred kilograms, the spicy chicken and beer duck are made from more than a dozen whole chickens and ducks, and the sweet and sour spare ribs are also made from a whole large rib. Each dish is large in quantity and filling.

After Fate brought over a few more dishes, everyone started eating.

There was no such thing as table manners on Gel's ship, so eating was like a war.

"delicious!"

Both Weeble and Moriah held a chicken in their left hand and a duck in their right hand, and were gnawing on them in a very ungraceful manner.

It was the first time that Bi Ya became the big sister, and she tried her best to stuff food into the bowl of her little brother Ajin. It was the first time that Ajin had eaten such delicious food. He ate the chicken leg with tears in his eyes.

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Gel brought out ten cartons of beer and several cartons of juice. Children were not allowed to drink alcohol, so Gel took a bottle of coconut milk that he had been drinking since he was a child, and distributed the drinks to all the children present, including Weevil, who was still a child.

Long, Fate, Dadong, Xiaobei and Moria, a few adults, picked up the bottles and drank beer together.

This guy Long is usually not seen on the boat, but when it comes to mealtime, he will always arrive on time without being called.

"Cheers! Congratulations! We have a new partner today!"

Gel raised the coconut juice, and everyone picked up the drinks in their hands, collided them in the air, and drank them all in one gulp.

"Welcome aboard, Ajin!"

"Thank you! Captain, thank you everyone!"

"It's so embarrassing! It's really so embarrassing! I'm sorry! Apart from my parents, this is the first time someone has been so nice to me."

Ah Jin wiped the tears from his eyes and looked at the group of happy people around him. He seemed to have found his dream! His eyes gradually became bright and determined.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ajin was too nervous and drank too quickly, so he choked and kept coughing, which made everyone laugh.

After the meal, the numbers in Gel's system were down by millions of baileys.

But happiness is priceless!

Just a little bit of Bailey, the wealthy Captain Gill didn't even blink an eye, but he always felt like he had forgotten something.

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At the stern, on the small boat, Mihawk, who was resting with his eyes closed, frowned slightly.

He listened to the joyful laughter and eating sounds on the boat and smelled the tempting aroma of food in the air. A hint of unnatural expression appeared on Mihawk's cold face.

"Keep your swordsmanship steady! Resist temptation. This is the practice a swordsman should have!"

Mihawk was internally motivating himself, but his Adam's apple, which moved from time to time, betrayed him.

"Hey, you little guy with the cross, aren't you hungry?"

Mihawk, who was trying to calm himself down, slowly opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and saw a square-faced uncle standing at the stern with food in his hand.

"Thank you, I'm not hungry!"

"Grrrrrr!"

His stomach made a protesting sound. Feeling a little humiliated, Mihawk tried hard to maintain a cool expression. As long as he was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

"Hahaha, what a dishonest young man! Men should be more straightforward!"

"As a chef, I don't want to see anyone go to battle on an empty stomach, except for the enemy!"

"I put it here for you. Don't waste food! Remember to return the bowl and chopsticks after eating."

Uncle Fate placed the food he had brought on a wooden barrel, said something and walked back.

"Thank you!"

Mihawk stopped being pretentious and jumped onto the boat. He thanked Fate from behind, picked up the food and sat on the side of the boat to eat it in big mouthfuls.

"You're welcome! If it's not enough, there's more in the kitchen. The captain said you're very strong. If you can, help me beat up that bastard Weibull! That guy comes to the kitchen to mess with me every day."

After saying that, Fate waved his hand and left without looking back.

Is there such a strange request?

Mihawk picked up a piece of ribs, took a bite, and his eyes suddenly widened, like the look of an eagle when it spotted a chick on the ground.

"good to eat!"

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An uninhabited island in the Zhumeida Islands in the East China Sea.

After driving for most of the day, we finally arrived at our destination before sunset in the evening.

A desolate island isolated in the sea. There are no hills or vegetation on the island. It is a wide and flat terrain with only some strangely shaped rocks.

It is very suitable as a battle location!

Weibul picked up the fake Kusukimi-ki and carried it on his shoulder, while Mihawk carried the long sword on his back, and they both jumped off the boat at the same time, striding towards the central open space.

Gel looked at the meatball in his hand and hesitated for a long time whether to give Weevil the top-level armament color in advance. After thinking about it, he finally put the meatball back into the space.

Maybe because he is not very smart, Weevil has a combat instinct that surpasses ordinary people. Just like wild beasts, they are often more perceptive than humans. And his simple mind makes him very talented in mastering combat skills. He had felt this deeply when Gel was instructing him in practicing Haki and Six Styles. Basically, he could learn it after watching it a few times, and use it to greater effect based on his strong physique.

For such a martial arts genius, fighting more battles with evenly matched opponents or even in a disadvantageous position can greatly enhance his strength.

Gel estimated that the difference in strength between Mihawk and Weevil should not be too big at this point.

It is rare to have such an experience game where the two sides are evenly matched and do not have to fight to the death, so Geer finally decided not to force the issue and let him hone his skills in battle and lay a solid foundation.

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Both sides stood still, neither taking a fighting stance, but slowly walking towards each other face to face.

Their eyes met, and with every step closer, the momentum of the two men rose.

Ten steps apart, the two men stopped in tacit understanding. Their momentum had reached its peak, forming two cyclones that rubbed and collided with each other, and sand and stones on the ground flew everywhere.

Mihawk drew out his long sword and pointed it at his opponent, speaking first:

"Joracol Mihawk, the future world's greatest swordsman, this is the world's strongest supreme sword - Night (Mihawk only became the world's greatest swordsman when he became the world's greatest swordsman), tell me your name! A strong man I haven't seen for a long time!"

"Edward Weeble!"

"My brother said that I will be the strongest person in the world!"

Weevil didn't say much, he just swung the Congyunqie and chopped forward!

"end!"

Mihawk held the knife in both hands and raised his hands to block.

A huge crash was accompanied by several waves of air.

"What a powerful force!"

Mihawk's pupils trembled, and he actually retreated several meters under this attack, leaving two marks on the ground with his feet.

He felt the tremor in his hand, and then gripped the knife a little tighter.

Weibull pursued the victory, leaped into the air with a burst of energy, and chopped down from a height with a powerful force! It was as if he was going to split the world apart with one blow.

Mihawk was not surprised but happy. Wasn't he going out to sea to fight with such a strong man?

"Well done!"

"Om~"

The muscles in Mihawk's forearms swelled, and the Night in his hands began to hum, as if responding to his owner's excitement.

Mihawk leaned forward, the tip of his knife dragging on the ground, the sharp blade cutting a deep scar on the ground, creating a trail of sparks, and swung the long knife from bottom to top with all his strength!

"when!"

The two weapons collided violently again!

There was another sharp sound of metal collision, and the air wave exploded instantly like a tsunami.

Smoke and dust rose all over the island.

The shock wave carried the broken stones on the ground and flew in all directions.

As the two sides wrestled, the two weapons rubbed against each other, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Weevil was very powerful and came down from the sky, so Mihawk, who was below, was at a slight disadvantage. The ground beneath his feet cracked like a spider web.

On the boat, except for Gel who was relatively calm, everyone else had watched so much that they forgot to blink. Ajin was so excited that he clenched his fists tightly, staring at the two fighting figures with a fanatical look on his face, his heart filled with excitement.

“Is this what it means to be strong?”

Moria crossed his hands in front of his chest, his expression serious and his brows furrowed. He was also a swordsman, and just two simple collisions made him realize that there was a huge gap between his swordsmanship and that of the Hawkeye man in front of him.

Even Long was shocked by the fight between the two. His own strength was not weak, even a little bit better than Weevil and Hawkeye, but given his age, there was nothing to be proud of.

Although there is no shortage of strong people in the sea, it is definitely rare to have such strength at such a young age. At least I definitely did not have their strength when I was their age.

That’s great. In such a small East China Sea, there are two on one ship.

In the field

After the attack, Weevil and Mihawk jumped back in tacit understanding, distanced themselves, and looked at each other again.

His eyes also became more serious.

Since their debut, the two have always been able to defeat their enemies with one strike. This is the first time they have encountered an enemy that they cannot defeat with a single full-strength strike!

The fighting spirit of both sides soared again!

"Gulu!"

A piece of gravel rolled down from the rock layer, and the crisp sound it made when it hit the ground broke the brief confrontation, just like the sound of a starting gun at the start of a race, and the two men disappeared from their original positions in an instant!

The battle begins again!

This time Hawkeye took the initiative. He held the knife with both hands and leaned back to accumulate strength.

Just like an athlete's preparatory action when throwing a shot, this backward posture with the arms driven by the waist and hips allows a person to burst out with more powerful force in an instant.

Mihawk finished charging, and the terrifying power condensed into a dazzling blue light, entwining and clinging to the blade.

"drink!"

Mihawk shouted, swung his sword fiercely, and a huge blue sword energy instantly slashed down.

Accompanied by a huge explosion.

The next moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the island shook, and smoke and dust instantly covered the entire island.

With such a massive and all-out attack, and not being able to see the exact situation on the field, everyone on the boat was worried about Wilbur's safety.

"Aren't you worried about your brother, Mr. Gear?"

Seeing Geer's calm face, Long asked curiously.

Gel did not answer directly, but looked ahead and asked thoughtfully:

"Everyone is the strongest. Long, who is more powerful, the world's strongest man, or the world's number one swordsman? Or the world's strongest creature?"

"Ah this..."

When Long and the people around him heard this question, they all fell into deep thought.

"Oh, that's right! This Mihawk is alone and hasn't joined any faction yet."

Gel's light words made the reactionary leader's eyes become hot.

In the field

Everything was gray, and Mihawk's previous attack had plowed a gap of hundreds of meters into the ground.

Suddenly, a knife came out from the smoke and dust.

Mihawk's yellow pupils shrank and he quickly dodged to the side.

The sharp knife passed close to his ear, cutting off a few strands of his flying hair and making a cut on the chest of Mihawk's coat.

Mihawk turned his wrist and swung the black knife upwards, and the two weapons crossed and collided again!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

When the smoke and dust cleared, Weeble, whose clothes became tattered, threw his head back and laughed out loud.

The tall figure reappeared, and it was obvious that this guy was having a lot of fun fighting.

“Were you blocked?”

Hawkeye's mouth corners also curled up. Sure enough, this monster could not be defeated so easily!

very good!

Only this person is worthy of being my opponent!

The two developed a mutual admiration during the battle.

Mihawk suddenly used the supreme sword in his hand to push away the downward pressure of Kusukome Kirei. He took a step forward and slashed at Weevil's chest!

Kusunokiri's attack was bounced away, and he didn't have time to draw his sword to block it. A dark armed color domineering appeared on Weevil's chest in an instant.

"Ding!"

Even though Weevil used his Armament Haki to defend himself in time, a long wound was still cut on his chest. However, the wound was shallow, and there was no blood splattering. Only a few spots of scarlet blood slowly seeped out of the wound.

Weibull didn't care at all, nor did he hesitate at all because of his injury. He quickly fought back and slashed at his opponent with a knife.

Before Hawkeye had time to be happy about his successful attack, Cong Yunqie, who was glowing red, had already come towards him!

At the last moment when the knife was about to touch his nose, Mihawk suddenly leaned back and bent down to avoid Kusukome Kirei's horizontal slash.

He held the hilt of the knife in his right hand and the cross guard of the long knife in his left hand, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at the target.

Then he stepped hard with his back foot, leaving a deep pit on the ground. The huge reaction force made him explode and shoot forward! Like a sharp arrow shot from a bow!

Weibull's powerful swing just missed the target and he didn't have time to turn around.

He immediately chose not to stop his actions. After missing the target, Cong Yunqi did not stop his attack. Instead, he spun 360 degrees like a gyroscope and used the inertia of his rotation to launch a more ferocious horizontal slash.

The bravest wins when two meet on a narrow road!!

The two men showed no intention of avoiding each other, and rushed towards each other with a grin, as if they were going to die together.

Point to point!

"Pfft!"

"Hey!"

Blood splashes!

The same sword entered the flesh, but made completely different sounds.

The supreme sword Ye directly pierced into Weevil's right lower abdomen, and Kusunokiri also cut Mihawk's left shoulder.

Both of them used armed color domineering to defend in time, but the powerful force still left a good wound on each other.

Gel watched the fight between the two. It was exciting, but he always felt something was weird.

After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out that the sense of disharmony came from the fact that these two people didn't call out the names of their moves when they attacked!

It turns out that you can use the ultimate move without reciting any spells?

Nine mountains and eight seas make up one world, and when thousands of worlds are gathered together, they become a "small thousand world". This world is multiplied by three, and there is no self and no end. This is the secret of the Three Swords Style. One big? Three thousand? The Great Thousand World!!

You make the bard Solon look a little stupid.

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Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Explosions were heard one after another on the island.

The fight lasted from dusk till late at night, and Weevil and Mihawk had become two bloody men. However, the battle was still going on. The two men became more and more courageous, and neither side showed any sign of decline.

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