Chapter 370

"Don't regret it if you die!"

Mihawk's voice of suppressed anger sounded.

With a wave of his hands, the blade flashing with cold light attacked Charlotte.

Ding!

Charlotte just blocked steadily in front of him and immediately blocked Mihawk's broadsword.

"Frog in the well, let you experience how big the world is!"

Charlotte stood still and held it tightly with a nail clipper.

Mihawk waved the cross broadsword in his hand, but sweat broke out on his forehead when facing Charlotte who didn't move at all.

"Asshole! Why is the gap so big!"

Mihawk asked in his heart while looking at Charlotte's relaxed expression.

Charlotte smiled slightly.

He flicked the nail clipper lightly with his fingers.

Ding!

Mihawk's body immediately felt the power from the blade and immediately put away the knife to dodge.

But the huge elastic force still made Mihawk retreat more than ten steps back.

"Dad! What are you doing?"

The noise on the deck soon made its way to the people in the cabin.

A bunch of little ghosts came over.

Among them were Esdeath and Caesar.

"Hey! Who is that man? He is actually fighting with Dad!"

Caesar pushed aside the crowd around him and saw a young man who was confronting his dad.

"Young master, it's a young man who doesn't know how high the sky is and wants to challenge the captain, and the captain agreed!"

Hearing Caesar's question, the crew members around explained.

After hearing this, Caesar immediately looked at the young man.

I want to know who the other party is and why Dad accepted his challenge.

In Caesar's impression, Dad rarely accepts challenges from others.

Even if he wants to challenge, he must challenge the crew first, and only after defeating everyone will he be qualified to stand in front of Dad.

And this time, Dad actually accepted the challenge from the other party, which made Caesar curious.

Not only Caesar, but also Esdeath.

"Hiss~! What kind of eyes are those!"

Caesar was shocked when he saw the other person's eyes.

It was the first time he saw eagle-like eyes.

Esdeath also looked at the other person with a serious face.

She actually felt a hint of threat from the other person.

You know, she is a swordsman, and the other person is at best a swordsman.

And Mihawk in the field kept swinging his knife at Charlotte.

With each knife, Mihawk would pant for a while, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more.

His physical strength was also constantly decreasing.

"The world should not be so far away!"

Mihawk swung his knife again.

Ding!

Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!

Charlotte easily blocked it with a nail clipper again.

"Hey? What is dad doing, using nail clippers! I understand, dad is too bored, looking for fun!"

Caesar only noticed the nail clippers in Charlotte's hand at this time.

Esdeath looked at the nail clippers in her father's hand and frowned slightly.

She was a little displeased with her father's behavior.

This is an insult to the other party! A real swordsman shouldn't do this.

Ding!

Charlotte waved lightly, and Mihawk flew out again.

"It shouldn't be so far away, it shouldn't be so far!"

Mihawk murmured, swinging the sword in his hand faster and faster, more and more fiercely.

But every time, it was caught steadily by Charlotte's nail clippers.

"I'm not being teased by this little thing! I'm swinging the sword until now,"

Another sword.

Ding!

It was caught again without any surprise, and it didn't move at all!

"It's getting more and more fierce!"

Charlotte sighed. Although he stood still, Charlotte clearly felt that Mihawk's sword was more fierce than the other, and the opponent was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye under his nose.

This kendo talent, glanced at Esdeath.

I'm afraid only Esdeath can compete with him.

"I must become the world's greatest swordsman!"

Mihawk roared, and the cross-shaped broadsword slashed at Charlotte's head.

Dang!

"I will beat this man!"

Dang!

"Become the world's greatest swordsman!"

The unyielding words gradually quieted down the people around who were originally watching the excitement.

The persistence of the young man in front of them moved them a little.

Continuously being repelled, and constantly rushing forward.

The belief and persistence moved countless swordsmen and swordsmen around.

"This belief! He will definitely become the world's greatest swordsman!"

For some reason, this voice sounded in everyone's heart at the same time.

Everyone showed respect for this young man.

"Why do you want to become the world's greatest swordsman!"

"What if you become stronger?"

"A powerless weakling."

Dang!

Charlotte'sHe used a little force.

"Ugh!"

Mihawk was knocked down on the deck, his hands holding the cross sword trembling.

Mihawk did not give in, and immediately stood up and swung the sword at Charlotte.

Charlotte stared at Mihawk.

The body moved, and at the same speed as the opponent.

Stabbed forward.

Mihawk's pupils shrank, and his eagle-like eyes stared at Charlotte.

The nail clippers pierced Mihawk's shoulder deeply.

Drops of blood flowed from his shoulder.

It dripped on the deck, but Mihawk still stood unyieldingly, holding the cross sword in his hand high, but it couldn't fall down.

"Do you want me to pierce your heart like this?"

"Why don't you hide!"

Charlotte asked!

"I... I don't know. I always feel that if I take a step back here, the world's number one swordsman will become a bubble, and I will no longer have the belief to compete for the world's number one swordsman."

Mihawk stared at Charlotte's eyes and said.

"Oh? So afraid of failure!"

Charlotte asked.

"In that case! There is no reason to retreat!"

Mihawk smiled.

"Oh! Are you not afraid of death?"

Charlotte continued to ask.

"Compared to death! I am more afraid of failure! Death is a relief!"

Mihawk raised his head and looked at Charlotte with a grin.

Charlotte stared at Mihawk, trying to see panic and fear in Mihawk's eyes.

Unfortunately, there was only fearlessness.

Charlotte slowly retracted the nail clippers.