Chapter 451 Master Bai Goes Forward

  "White noodles are not good people?"

  Mihawk frowned slightly, just about to ask something.

  But when he found that Shanks had dropped this sentence, he quickly walked down the ring. A group of strange-shaped people immediately surrounded him and walked towards the outside of the arena.

  Previously through [Snow Walk], Mihawk judged that "White Face" might be the legendary pirate White Ghost, but he did not receive positive recognition.

  "Does the straw hat know the true identity of Baimian? Judging from the past actions of Bai Youling, it may be called a bold pirate, but it is definitely not a bad person?"

  Thinking about it, Mihawk carried the cross sword behind his back and hurried in the direction where Shanks and the Red-haired Pirates left.

  ……

  The duel between Shanks and Mihawk really shocked many people.

  The VIP seats in the stands.

   "Goo la la la! These two little ghosts are really amazing!"

  White beard looked at the two backs who left one after another on the arena, especially the conspicuous [Straw Hat], and suddenly burst into laughter.

   "It's been a long time since I saw such a high-level swordsmanship duel!"

  Also engrossed in watching the foil for four days, Bista couldn't help but nod in praise.

   "Yes, daddy! That Hawkeye Mihawk...the swordsmanship is indeed very good!"

   Hearing what Bista said, the rest of the White Beard Pirates group burst into laughter.

   "Haha, Bista, don't you always think "my foil is unique"?"

  "Do you think you are inferior to that eagle eye and straw hat?"

   "Almost forgot, Busta can't even beat Weibull, hahaha!"

  Bista's face flushed suddenly, his eyes widened, and he argued: "A duel between swordsmen... a duel... nothing is incomparable. I just recognize the strength of Hawkeye Mihawk!"

Then there were some more exciting words, such as "Weibull just got stronger", "I was not in a good state at the time", and "I taught many of Weibull's swordsmanship", which caused everyone to laugh again. Get up, the VIP seats are filled with cheerful air inside and outside.

  The white beard gently glanced at the noisy Bista and other sons, and couldn't help but laugh.

   "Let's go! Go back to the Moby Dick and have a banquet!"

  Bista put aside the "brothers" who made fun of him, and looked at the white beard.

   "Daddy, won't there be another semi-final later? The championship battle between Zone C and Zone D."

   "Swordsmen like straw hats and eagle eyes are rare."

  White beard dropped the sentence and got up directly from the seat.

  In fact, if it hadn’t been for the [Straw Hat] on Shanks’s head that reminded him of the Roger Pirates, White Beard would not even be there to watch this game in person.

  Unexpectedly, I actually met two swordsmen who were barely able to pass.

   What’s more interesting is that the red-haired kid wearing a straw hat seems to have been a member of the Roger Pirates!

  Foil Bista thought about what the father said for a while, and couldn't help but nodded in approval.

  Even if he had traveled to Area C before, he had observed Baimian fighting with other swordsmen;

  Weibull even had a head-to-head confrontation with the champion Togo Ryoma of Zone D.

  But even if it’s Bista, I don’t think Baimian and Togo Ryoma, which of them has the same strength as Hawkeye and Straw Hat!

  It's fine if you can't see through the strength of the white noodles.

  At the very least, that Donggo Ryoma is definitely one-liner!

  ……

  No one thought that in the semi-finals of the sword test tournament, they would be able to witness such a high-level swordsman fighting.

  The stunning showdown between Shanks and Mihawk lasted for four full days, completely igniting the atmosphere of Toriyama Island.

  The quality of a semi-final is so good.

  The audience also subconsciously hoped to be able to watch another battle of the same level.

  The organizer, who also had this idea, planned the second semi-final in full swing.

  On the second day of the semifinal between Mihawk and Shanks, the other semifinal officially began.

  But what is surprising is.

  The intensity of the other semi-final is much lower than the previous one.

  In Baimian's hands, the powerful Togo Ryoma had no resistance at all.

  Even if he tried his best, Togo Ryoma couldn't help but get a half point!

  The audience in the rest of the area is okay. The audience in Area C seems to have seen the replay of the qualifiers a few days ago.

  In the first few rounds of qualifiers, even in the conference finals.

  Any swordsman who meets a white-faced swordsman is like the Togo Ryoma at this moment, and there is not much room for performance at all.

  Arena, the main arena.

   "Huh, huh..."

  The tall and burly Togo Ryoma holds a long knife in his right hand, and looks at his opponent from a distance, his chest undulating violently.

  The bamboo braided hat originally worn on the top of the head had already fallen off the stage as early as the third minute of the battle.

  It’s only more than half an hour from the start of the final.

  Togo Ryoma has a trance after half a year.

  Even if he took out the sword skills at the bottom of the box, he still could not threaten the opponent, and even the ability to make the opponent retreat half a step back!

In a trance, Donggo Ryoma seemed to have returned to the moment he had just learned the sword.

  As soon as the apprentice who came into contact with the long sword, when faced with the teacher who taught him swordsmanship, he also felt such powerlessness.

  Wearing [Void Face], Adrian walked with Snow, standing calmly on the spot, waiting for Togo Ryoma's next attack.

  The Great Swordsman is different from the Swordsman. They have already walked out of their own swordsmanship path and have understood their unique sword intent.

The communication and battle between    and the Great Swordsman is relatively simple and easy.

  At least, Adrian doesn’t need to comment on the opponent’s sword skills after the battle, as he did when facing Jianhao.

  Tōgo Ryoma took a deep breath, and put the long knife into the scabbard on his left waist, and at the same time withdrew his right foot slightly, arched his back, and fixed his eyes on the white face standing opposite the ring.

  Holding his right palm on the familiar handle of the knife, feeling its inch by inch, the dark and strong armed color pouring out from the forearm, rendering the blade hidden in the scabbard into jet black color.

  "One Sword Style·Juhe..."

  Donggo Ryoma hit the ground with his right toe, and his majestic force smashed the surrounding brick floor directly, like a swiftly rising cheetah, spanning most of the distance of the ring.

   "Crescent Moon Slash!"

  Along with an undetectable sound of drawing a sword, the long knife was pulled out of its sheath.

Donggo Ryoma waved his right arm, and the long sword blade covered with dark, armed colors drew a semi-circular arc in the mid-air, like a dark crescent moon rising in the same white day, like a flash of lightning. Like slashing between the opponent's neck.

   Adrian lifted up the snow without knowing the prophet, and also covered the sword body with arms and domineering, resisting in front of him.

  Donggo Ryoma’s Crescent Moon slashed against Xuezou’s knife, as if the rising and falling tide hit the hard rock, only shattered a piece of cold knife light, but failed to shake the opponent.

   Adrian's right arm slightly exerted force, pushing the opponent's long knife away.

  The bright blade of Xuexue pulled out a splendid sword in the air, and then pierced forward, finally staying firmly in front of Togo Ryoma's throat.

  The cold tip of the sword immediately irritated the surrounding skin and exuded a fine pimple.

  Donggo Ryoma stared blankly at the white imaginary face close at hand, without saying a word.

"ended."

   Adrian’s indifferent voice reached Donggo Ryoma’s ears, awakening the great swordsman who had fallen into a state of absent-mindedness.

  Tōgo Ryoma stepped back and withdrew from Yuzou's attack range, then he retracted his sword and returned to its sheath, and nodded respectfully towards Adrian.

   "Teached, Master Baimian."

  This sentence is also the one most frequently said by opponents who were defeated by Adrian in the ring in the past few days.

  The referee came to the stage and announced the final winner of this semi-final.

  The audience was a little unresponsive.

  The previous semi-finals were played for four days and four nights, but this one didn’t even last for an hour.

  But after stunned, there were still warm cheers and congratulations from the audience.

  The semi-final ended quickly, but in fact, it is not unacceptable.

  Think from another angle.

  It is difficult to distinguish the outcome between "Eagle Eye" and "Straw Hat" because the two of them are equal in strength.

  The fact that the battle between ‘White Mian’ and ‘Bou Li’ ended so quickly is because the strength of ‘White Mian’ far exceeds that of ‘Bou Li’.

  In this way,'Eagle Eye' and'White Face' are definitely rivals of the same level, aren't they?

  Therefore, if there is no accident, it is a worthwhile trip to be able to enjoy an absolutely fierce finals!

  Thinking of this, the cheers of the audience became more enthusiastic.

   Adrian stood on the ring, his gaze slowly swept down the stands, his gaze stayed on a few familiar auras.

  Somehow, only one day later, Shanks and Mihawk had a good relationship.

  But at this moment, Shanks, who was standing next to Mihawk, seemed a bit ugly.

  ‘Did you find me, or did Hawkeye take the initiative to tell? Say hello. ’

  Adrian nodded slightly towards the other side.

  【White noodles】Looking from a distance.

  Although it seems to be just looking at this blockbuster.

   Shanks has a feeling that the other party is looking at himself.

  A large number of bad premonitions instantly surged into my heart.

For a while, Shanks flashed back many memories in his mind, including but not limited to "the joy of escaping from the small sky island", "the difficulty of forming the red-haired pirate group", and "the accident when I met Ainilu." "Etc., etc.

  At the end of the memory picture, it stops on the devil fruits with bright colors and unique patterns.

  ‘Leave aside everything, I still seem to owe Adrian a few devil fruits in debt? ’

'Do not! flour! Not necessarily a white ghost! ’

  ‘Although the body is similar, he walks with snow in his hand, he is strong like a monster...’

'Can not do it! If you think about it this way, it's only possible that the white flour is Adrian! ’

   looked at the white mask on the ring that completely covered his face without revealing a trace of skin.

  Shanks felt a bit bitter in the corners of his mouth inexplicably, and the bitterness continued to the bottom of his heart.

  At this moment, Bai Mian suddenly nodded towards this side, slowly and firmly.

   seems to be saying "that's it"!

  　 Thank you "Fu Bin's" for the reward of 100 starting coins.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)