Electric light shrouded his body, and the thin figure of Hawk-Eyed Mihawk disappeared instantly, leaving only a dazzling knife light in the air.

"Turn!"

Zoro, who was transferred and promoted because of Fire Emblem, also deduced the three swordsmanship to the strongest trick so far.

"The Destruction of the Extreme Dao Three Thousand Reincarnations!"

The swords are staggered, the flames are dense, and it is beautiful.

Everything seems to be blurred and dreamy.

The two are instantly separated.

Clang!

After a while, a faint chirping sounded.

Zoro knelt down on one knee, and there were slash marks that could be seen deep in the bone on his chest.

This knife cut off the tendon of his right arm, shattered his sternum, and even severely injured his heart muscle.

The most intense, wonderful, and brightest trick in his life drained all his energy.

Suffering this heavy blow, Zoro passed out on the spot.

This kind of injury, placed on ordinary people, may die at any time and die forever.

But Sauron was still alive and strong.

His breath was weak but firm.

crackling...

The proud eagle-eyed Mihawk made a high-frequency crackling sound that made people subconsciously cover their ears.

Small bits of flesh splattered from him.

Skin, muscles, blood...

Faded little by little.

In the blink of an eye, all that was left of Mihawk's right hand was the pale skeleton.

He is useless.

This is a contest without a winner.

A pale smile appeared on the horrified eagle eyes.

There is this battle, enough to comfort life.

clap clap clap...

Deafening applause broke out.

A pirate with sharp eyes, raised his dagger, and rushed towards Hawkeye.

He had a wild smile on his face, the corners of his mouth watered, and he laughed hysterically.

"The man who killed the world's No. 1 swordsman is my uncle!"

The pupils of Luffy, Sanji and Rayleigh who were present shrank, and they were furious.

"Oops, it's too late!"

"This crap!"

"Despicable and shameless!"

When the unknown little pirate was about to stab the blade into Hawkeye's heart, a big flame hand suddenly appeared and grabbed him tightly.

sizzle...

The eerie sound of barbecue sounded.

Bit by bit, the oil was sinking into the soil.

"Ahhh! Pain! Pain! Pain!"

The thief-eyed speculators' muscles twisted and tears flowed.

He twisted his body in pain, trying to break free, but it was useless.

In a few breaths, his muscles were completely scorched, exuding a disgusting smell of barbecued meat.

The breath of the speculative pirates was finally completely cut off.

In the crowd, Wang Yan slowly put down his hand.

The flame palm also dissipated.

His tone was indifferent, and the act of taking a life just didn't make him have the slightest negative emotion.

"People can be as humble as dust, but not as humble as maggots."

Want fame, status, power, power, money?

Can.

Fight with your own strength!

Go grab it!

to create!

The behavior of bad money driving out good money really made Wang Yan unacceptable.

"hiss……"

Everyone present took a breath of cold air.

"he is……"

"Absolute justice!"

Someone recognized Wang Yan and pronounced this nickname that was full of second sense.

Pluto Rayleigh's eyes were faint, and he sighed: "A generation of new people replaces the old, and the current trend-setters are already so powerful?"

He couldn't see the omen of Wang Yan's shot.

He couldn't imagine how he should escape in the face of the seemingly unremarkable flame palm just now.

Speed, strength, domineering training level...

Wang Yan was crushing him in all directions.

The real powerhouse must have outstanding eyesight.

Rayleigh was the only one present who clearly recognized Wang Yan's horror.

As for Hawkeye Mihawk?

Like Sauron, he was too physically and mentally exhausted, and with his injuries, he had fallen asleep at the moment.

Wang Yan waved his hand and gave the two of them a secondary particle reshaping.

It only stopped the injuries of Zoro and Hawkeye Mihawk and allowed them to restore their basic mobility, but it did not completely repair them.

Why?

The word "need" explains everything.

...

Half a day later, Mihawk was the first to wake up in the unfamiliar inn.

Looking at his right hand with only bones left, he was silent for a long time.

It seemed that he and the red-haired Shanks were on the same path.

In the final moments of the duel...

He pulled up.

In the person of Long Long Noah Zoro, he saw the future.

Appropriate injuries and scars can be a driving force for people to move forward.

The injury that Hawkeye left Sauron will not be an obstacle to the improvement of the opponent's strength.

But he himself...

obsolete.

No self-pity, no crying, only relief and expectation.

He bet his future hopes on Sauron.

Just be kind.

Just, I don't know why...

Hawkeye Mihawk felt a little unwilling.

Decades of hard work and lifelong efforts have been destroyed.

Kendo is his sustenance.

Losing the ability to hold a sword, does he still have any meaning to live?

At this time, a mechanized prompt sounded deep in my mind.

A voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu, without the slightest emotion, makes people concentrate and listen to the other party's words.

[Want to restore the injury to the original, hold the black knife again, stand on a higher place, and enjoy a more beautiful kendo style? 】

【whether】

"Of course!"

Mihawk's pupils contracted slightly.

As one of the Seven Martial Seas under the King, although he is a lonely man, his status determines that he can obtain information that many people do not know.

The apostle of the Lord God, the reincarnator!

After completing the tasks assigned by the Lord God, almost all wishes can be realized.

He even suspected that the two unprecedented events of "Preacher of All Living Beings" and "Birth of Absolute Justice" were all written by the reincarnators.

A lot of information suddenly appeared in the back of his mind.

Missions, reward points, gems of destiny, plane battles, exchange items, body repairs...

[Your reincarnation number is 168, and it will be teleported to the main **** space after ten seconds. 】

【Be sure to prepare in advance. 】

Hawkeye Mihawk came back to his senses, and only had time to hug the black knife with his intact hand, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, leaving the pirate world completely.

...

Mihawk regained consciousness and found himself in a vast new world.

The sky is clear, and the air seems to contain countless powers to wash the body and mind.

This restored his spirits a lot.

"Hello, may I ask where is the place to treat the injury?"

Eagle-eyed Mihawk found a burly and well-chested little brother Mianshan and asked the way.

It seems that the other party has just completed a certain task, temporarily returned to the main **** space, and is nervously doing the preparations for the next task.

"Have we met?"

The former Pirate Plane Strongest Swordsman always felt that the other party was a little familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

This kind-hearted little brother with strong chest muscles said a lot of words, but he couldn't understand a word.

After a while, the other party slapped his forehead, consumed the reward points to exchange for a ball of light, and stuffed it into his body.

"I exchanged the skill ball for [Mandarin Proficiency] for you. After you complete the novice task, remember to return it to me."

Hawkeye Mihawk nodded slightly, with a gentle expression.

He remembered this favor.

The world is hard, and good people are hard to find.

The kindness of the other party must be repaid in the future.