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Chapter 627: Yoru and Yoru!
The reason Mihawk appeared was actually due to Im's instruction.
Mihawk, already twenty-two years old, had broken through his Swordsmanship Realm to the Great Swordsman level on Wano Island as early as last year. This is actually quite outrageous. Only I and Shimotsuki Ryuma from back then possessed such Sword Talent.
Of course. Im also knew that in the future, a monster would appear who would reach the Great Swordsman level at twenty-one, and would even likely become the World's Strongest Swordsman. That's right. He was talking about Roronoa Zoro, who should either not be born yet or just recently born?
Continuing with Mihawk. When Im learned there was a God and Sword Saint in the Imperial Arms World, he paid attention to him. This was because his current Sword Dao Realm was also called Sword Saint by himself. It was only after Onigumo's Intelligence report was submitted that he learned. It turned out this so-called God and Sword Saint was probably just a relatively strong Great Swordsman. This immediately made him lose interest.
It wasn't until four days ago, when that God and Sword Saint sent a Challenge Letter to the World Government, that Im suddenly had the idea to let Mihawk spar with the opponent. Such an opportunity to engage in battle with an existence standing at the peak of Sword Dao in another World was simply too precious.
As expected. When Mihawk found out, he developed a strong interest. He immediately handed over the matters of Master Yudao to Gion to handle. He traveled alone on a Flying Warship, arriving at the Star Gate Base on the Red Line, and rushed non-stop to the Imperial Arms World.
As for the World Government's strongest Swordsman requested by that God and Sword Saint, nobody cared about that. Could Im possibly go there himself? Besides, Mihawk is destined to be the World Government's strongest Swordsman on the surface in the future, so he could barely be considered to meet the opponent's requirement.
Incidentally. Im also found a fresh form of Entertainment for himself.
"Have you met that God and Sword Saint?" Esdeath sat on a chair beside Im and shook her head after hearing the question.
"No, I've only heard of him. The God and Swordsmen who fought against me at that time were at most High Rank Great Swordsmen of Eighth Dan or Ninth Dan."
"Oh right, according to the terminology here on the World, Eighth Dan can only be considered a very strong Sword Master."
"However, Ninth Dan should be at the Great Swordsman level, which is the Commander-in-Chief of that Shenhe Island Nation, the Daimyo of Tenrou Kingdom, Zuou."
"The 'Tenrou Armor' on him is an Imperial Arms. It can turn the Body into a Spirit Body state that ignores attacks, which he used to counter my 'Maha Padoma'."
"However, over there, they seem to call Imperial Arms 'Nether Treasure'."
Im raised an eyebrow. To be honest, this was information he truly didn't understand.
Because he had only read the main story of the 'Akame' Manga before, had a slight understanding of the prequel, and had truly never even heard of the sequel.
So he had absolutely no idea about things like the Daimyo of Tenrou Kingdom or Nether Treasure.
Just the ability to turn the Human Body into a Spirit Body, that sounds quite good.
Speaking of which, it's been a while since he touched that 'Enma', and he had even almost forgotten about 'Yomi Hell' and 'King Yama'.
Now that he remembered, that problem was once again before him.
Should he have people bring the Captives from the Imperial Arms World to Wano Island on the Sea Star Mainland for Execution?
Previously, to prevent 'King Yama' from threatening 'The Coordinate Space' where Ymir was, he deliberately didn't send the Souls from the Titan World over.
So now, if he wanted to continue Cooperation and Cultivate Soul Strength in the Underworld Hell of the World, he had to send the Souls from the Imperial Arms World to the other party.
He might also have to face the trouble of explaining why he didn't give him the Souls from the Titan World.
But if he didn't give them, the improvement of his Strength would continue to stagnate.
It was truly a difficult Choice.
On the other side.
Just as Im was caught in hesitation. Esdeath was already watching Mihawk from the Virtual Screen, seeing him sitting cross-legged on a Small Sailboat, slowly drifting on the vast Ocean.
It's just, why were there two white candles burning with Green Fire on that Small Boat in broad daylight?
It did look quite imposing...
Imperial Arms World.
On the Sea Surface of the East Blue between the two Fleets, surging Waves continuously pushed another unremarkable Medium Sailboat towards an Uninhabited Island with an area of less than four square kilometers.
That was the location they had agreed upon for their decisive battle after a simple Communication.
After all, as Swordsmen, it would be more comfortable to have solid ground underfoot.
"Grandfather, look, is that the opponent's strongest Swordsman? He's so young, and his Posture on the boat, and even the boat he's riding, are very strange..."
Yajime Hime held her Black Sheathed Katana and gazed at the Small Sailboat in the distance on the Sea Surface, which was emitting faint points of Green Light.
"Indeed, This Old Man is somewhat doubtful if he is truly the opponent's strongest Swordsman?"
Yejian Tsukahara, whose Face was full of Wrinkles but whose Posture was upright and Gaze was sharp, showed a surprised Expression and then said, "We'll just ask when we get to the island later."
"Grandfather, I'll wait for you on the Ship!"
Yajime Hime let the Sea Breeze blow through her black hair, looking full of confidence in Yejian Tsukahara.
"Mm."
Yejian Tsukahara nodded, then looked down at her solemnly and instructed, "Remember what Grandfather said before, even if I am defeated in the end, you must not harbor thoughts of revenge!"
"I understand."
Yajime Hime also answered her Grandfather very seriously.
"Life and death decided between Swordsmen through a Duel will never generate any resentment. At that time, I will even try to become the opponent's disciple, and then one day become the strongest Swordsman!"
"Well said!"
Yejian Tsukahara laughed heartily with immense relief, "This is a true Swordsman, and worthy of being This Old Man's own granddaughter!"
Ten minutes later.
Yejian Tsukahara left the Deck alone, continuously stepping on the crests of the rolling Waves, sweeping across the surging Sea Surface at an extremely fast Speed, and stepped onto the Beach at the Edge of the Small Island.
At this time, Mihawk had also stopped his Small Boat by the shore and was walking step by step towards the Elderly man approaching him.
[Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh————]
At this moment, the only sounds in their ears were the Sea Waves crashing onto the Beach, and a few sharp cries of Seabirds from the distance.
Their equally sharp Gazes met head-on in Mid-air.
The Aura emanating from them was also rising steadily with each step.
"He actually reached the Great Swordsman Realm!"
Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint looked at Mihawk's excessively young Face in disbelief. At the same time, a Sense of Danger as sharp as a Cold Light aimed at his Heart was intensely strong.
Soon,
Both stopped their steps, because the Distance between them was already less than forty meters.
At the same time.
An invisible yet tangible Aura, like wind, collided In the Court, causing Flying Sand and Rolling Stones on this Beach.
"This Old Man is Yejian Tsukahara, the Tenth Stage Sword Saint of Shenhe Island Nation, who just turned eighty-two this year. May I ask for your name and Age?"
"Dracule Mihawk, Master of the World Government Blade Pavilion, who just turned twenty-two this year."
As soon as Mihawk's plain words fell, the corner of Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint's eye twitched a few times, his feelings were simply indescribably complex.
A Great Swordsman who could make him feel threatened at the age of twenty-two!
"Excuse me, what is Master Yudao?"
Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint wanted to know Mihawk's Weight within the opponent's Influence/Power.
"A Sword Sect Tissue established by the World Government to govern all Sword Dao, Swordsmanship, and Swordsmen across the Multiverse." Mihawk introduced casually and lightly.
Immediately after, he slowly raised his Right Hand and drew the Black Blade from his back.
"This Blade is named 'Yoru', it is the Chaotic Blade Heavy Flower Clove Pattern, one of the Supreme Grade Swords, and also the strongest Black Blade in our World. Please enlighten me!"
"Hmm?" Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint raised the White Sheathed Long Saber in his hand in surprise: "What a coincidence, This Old Man's Blade is also called 'Yoru'!"
(End of this chapter)
The reason Mihawk appeared was actually due to Im's instruction.
Mihawk, already twenty-two years old, had broken through his Swordsmanship Realm to the Great Swordsman level on Wano Island as early as last year. This is actually quite outrageous. Only I and Shimotsuki Ryuma from back then possessed such Sword Talent.
Of course. Im also knew that in the future, a monster would appear who would reach the Great Swordsman level at twenty-one, and would even likely become the World's Strongest Swordsman. That's right. He was talking about Roronoa Zoro, who should either not be born yet or just recently born?
Continuing with Mihawk. When Im learned there was a God and Sword Saint in the Imperial Arms World, he paid attention to him. This was because his current Sword Dao Realm was also called Sword Saint by himself. It was only after Onigumo's Intelligence report was submitted that he learned. It turned out this so-called God and Sword Saint was probably just a relatively strong Great Swordsman. This immediately made him lose interest.
It wasn't until four days ago, when that God and Sword Saint sent a Challenge Letter to the World Government, that Im suddenly had the idea to let Mihawk spar with the opponent. Such an opportunity to engage in battle with an existence standing at the peak of Sword Dao in another World was simply too precious.
As expected. When Mihawk found out, he developed a strong interest. He immediately handed over the matters of Master Yudao to Gion to handle. He traveled alone on a Flying Warship, arriving at the Star Gate Base on the Red Line, and rushed non-stop to the Imperial Arms World.
As for the World Government's strongest Swordsman requested by that God and Sword Saint, nobody cared about that. Could Im possibly go there himself? Besides, Mihawk is destined to be the World Government's strongest Swordsman on the surface in the future, so he could barely be considered to meet the opponent's requirement.
Incidentally. Im also found a fresh form of Entertainment for himself.
"Have you met that God and Sword Saint?" Esdeath sat on a chair beside Im and shook her head after hearing the question.
"No, I've only heard of him. The God and Swordsmen who fought against me at that time were at most High Rank Great Swordsmen of Eighth Dan or Ninth Dan."
"Oh right, according to the terminology here on the World, Eighth Dan can only be considered a very strong Sword Master."
"However, Ninth Dan should be at the Great Swordsman level, which is the Commander-in-Chief of that Shenhe Island Nation, the Daimyo of Tenrou Kingdom, Zuou."
"The 'Tenrou Armor' on him is an Imperial Arms. It can turn the Body into a Spirit Body state that ignores attacks, which he used to counter my 'Maha Padoma'."
"However, over there, they seem to call Imperial Arms 'Nether Treasure'."
Im raised an eyebrow. To be honest, this was information he truly didn't understand.
Because he had only read the main story of the 'Akame' Manga before, had a slight understanding of the prequel, and had truly never even heard of the sequel.
So he had absolutely no idea about things like the Daimyo of Tenrou Kingdom or Nether Treasure.
Just the ability to turn the Human Body into a Spirit Body, that sounds quite good.
Speaking of which, it's been a while since he touched that 'Enma', and he had even almost forgotten about 'Yomi Hell' and 'King Yama'.
Now that he remembered, that problem was once again before him.
Should he have people bring the Captives from the Imperial Arms World to Wano Island on the Sea Star Mainland for Execution?
Previously, to prevent 'King Yama' from threatening 'The Coordinate Space' where Ymir was, he deliberately didn't send the Souls from the Titan World over.
So now, if he wanted to continue Cooperation and Cultivate Soul Strength in the Underworld Hell of the World, he had to send the Souls from the Imperial Arms World to the other party.
He might also have to face the trouble of explaining why he didn't give him the Souls from the Titan World.
But if he didn't give them, the improvement of his Strength would continue to stagnate.
It was truly a difficult Choice.
On the other side.
Just as Im was caught in hesitation. Esdeath was already watching Mihawk from the Virtual Screen, seeing him sitting cross-legged on a Small Sailboat, slowly drifting on the vast Ocean.
It's just, why were there two white candles burning with Green Fire on that Small Boat in broad daylight?
It did look quite imposing...
Imperial Arms World.
On the Sea Surface of the East Blue between the two Fleets, surging Waves continuously pushed another unremarkable Medium Sailboat towards an Uninhabited Island with an area of less than four square kilometers.
That was the location they had agreed upon for their decisive battle after a simple Communication.
After all, as Swordsmen, it would be more comfortable to have solid ground underfoot.
"Grandfather, look, is that the opponent's strongest Swordsman? He's so young, and his Posture on the boat, and even the boat he's riding, are very strange..."
Yajime Hime held her Black Sheathed Katana and gazed at the Small Sailboat in the distance on the Sea Surface, which was emitting faint points of Green Light.
"Indeed, This Old Man is somewhat doubtful if he is truly the opponent's strongest Swordsman?"
Yejian Tsukahara, whose Face was full of Wrinkles but whose Posture was upright and Gaze was sharp, showed a surprised Expression and then said, "We'll just ask when we get to the island later."
"Grandfather, I'll wait for you on the Ship!"
Yajime Hime let the Sea Breeze blow through her black hair, looking full of confidence in Yejian Tsukahara.
"Mm."
Yejian Tsukahara nodded, then looked down at her solemnly and instructed, "Remember what Grandfather said before, even if I am defeated in the end, you must not harbor thoughts of revenge!"
"I understand."
Yajime Hime also answered her Grandfather very seriously.
"Life and death decided between Swordsmen through a Duel will never generate any resentment. At that time, I will even try to become the opponent's disciple, and then one day become the strongest Swordsman!"
"Well said!"
Yejian Tsukahara laughed heartily with immense relief, "This is a true Swordsman, and worthy of being This Old Man's own granddaughter!"
Ten minutes later.
Yejian Tsukahara left the Deck alone, continuously stepping on the crests of the rolling Waves, sweeping across the surging Sea Surface at an extremely fast Speed, and stepped onto the Beach at the Edge of the Small Island.
At this time, Mihawk had also stopped his Small Boat by the shore and was walking step by step towards the Elderly man approaching him.
[Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh————]
At this moment, the only sounds in their ears were the Sea Waves crashing onto the Beach, and a few sharp cries of Seabirds from the distance.
Their equally sharp Gazes met head-on in Mid-air.
The Aura emanating from them was also rising steadily with each step.
"He actually reached the Great Swordsman Realm!"
Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint looked at Mihawk's excessively young Face in disbelief. At the same time, a Sense of Danger as sharp as a Cold Light aimed at his Heart was intensely strong.
Soon,
Both stopped their steps, because the Distance between them was already less than forty meters.
At the same time.
An invisible yet tangible Aura, like wind, collided In the Court, causing Flying Sand and Rolling Stones on this Beach.
"This Old Man is Yejian Tsukahara, the Tenth Stage Sword Saint of Shenhe Island Nation, who just turned eighty-two this year. May I ask for your name and Age?"
"Dracule Mihawk, Master of the World Government Blade Pavilion, who just turned twenty-two this year."
As soon as Mihawk's plain words fell, the corner of Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint's eye twitched a few times, his feelings were simply indescribably complex.
A Great Swordsman who could make him feel threatened at the age of twenty-two!
"Excuse me, what is Master Yudao?"
Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint wanted to know Mihawk's Weight within the opponent's Influence/Power.
"A Sword Sect Tissue established by the World Government to govern all Sword Dao, Swordsmanship, and Swordsmen across the Multiverse." Mihawk introduced casually and lightly.
Immediately after, he slowly raised his Right Hand and drew the Black Blade from his back.
"This Blade is named 'Yoru', it is the Chaotic Blade Heavy Flower Clove Pattern, one of the Supreme Grade Swords, and also the strongest Black Blade in our World. Please enlighten me!"
"Hmm?" Yomi Tsukahara, Sword Saint raised the White Sheathed Long Saber in his hand in surprise: "What a coincidence, This Old Man's Blade is also called 'Yoru'!"
(End of this chapter)
