My name is Jorakel Mihawk, 41 years old, unmarried, currently working in the world government, doing some jobs that have no work all day long and do not need to sign in and check in. He is a swordsman, does not smoke, and he can taste it casually, and has very good living habits.

Now living on the island of Kraikana, which is not too far from here, there are no neighbors, only a group of monkeys as their companions, few friends, and they are far away from the other side, and they are hardly very connected on weekdays. The only fun in life is to exercise swordsmanship, and then sit on my coffin board boat to chase and kill some bad pirates who are not eyebrowed.

I like to help others on weekdays, but because of my bad reputation, no one dares to deal with me, but I don’t care.

I said so much just to show everyone my life and how boring, or loneliness, invincible loneliness is.

The revolutionary army has been a bit disturbing recently. I have no prejudice against them. But I heard about what happened in this sea area, where pirates gathered here to harvest the ships of fleeing officials and wealthy businessmen.

I repeat again that chasing pirates is just to relieve my boring life, not for fairness and justice, those are boring things.

Okay, I saw another group of pirates chasing others. So, let’s stop here today.

Hawkeye Mihawk squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The small white boat was running for life in a hurry. The ship had problems. The express delivery was fast and slow, and it seemed that it could not be escaped. The pirate ship behind it looked huge, with a large number of people, and was extremely arrogant. He also fired fire from time to time to tease the small boat in front, which was like a cat playing with a mouse, cruel, weird and unpleasant.

He dares to be so arrogant and so cruel. Is there any king's law? Is there any law? Although Hawkeye Mihawk doesn't recognize these things.

However, it is not allowed!

There is absolutely no such pretentious person in front of me, Jorakel Mihawk!

Thinking of this, Hawkeye took off his black sword from his back. This is a huge black sword with its main body, decorated with various gems, and the blade pattern is the word "Tong" in the world. It is recognized as the number one sword in the world, one of the twelve craftsmen. Using this weapon, those pirates should be very grateful.

Swish! Two green vacuum slashes formed a huge cross, skipping Ronan's small white ship, and then divided the pirate ship that had been hanging behind it into four parts like cutting melons and vegetables. I don't know how many pirates died, but in short, the ship sank directly on the sea...

Ronan: “…”

Did you scare your dad to death?

For a moment, Luo Nan thought that his little white account would be gone. After all, he could withstand such vacuum slashes, but the little white account would not do. He would get hurt when he wiped and sink when he touched. After all, it was not made of various treasures, and it was just ordinary trees.

After confirming that the Xiaobai account was safe and damaged, Luo Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and then recalled the slash just now. Such a huge slash could not be swung by ordinary swordsmen. Which great swordsman did good things here? He almost broke his toys?

Looking to the end of the field of view, there is a black dot. After using the system to enlarge it, you can find that it is actually a boat, a coffin-like boat, smaller than the Little White, approximately the area is equivalent to one half of the Little White, and the volume is equivalent to one quarter of the Little White.

There is another seat on the boat, which looks very good, but there is nothing else to come from.

A man sat on the seat, and behind him was a great sword that was even larger than the sword of Anubis. He looked like a big cross, carrying it on the man's back, as if he was about to suffer.

It is indeed a very flavorful ship, such a distinctive person, even Ronan has never known him, he guessed his name - Jorakel Mihawk. In comparison, his nickname is more memorable, called Hawkeye Mihawk.

"This time I met a real expert... No, I have to get to know him..."

Ronan operated the rudder and let Xiaobai approach Hawkeye's small broken ship at full speed.

The real speed of Xiaobai has been truly demonstrated for the first time now. The full speed is nearly forty knots, which can be converted into seventy-three kilometers per hour. For modern people, it is naturally accustomed to it, but for Hawkeye, this speed is a ghost.

It's not that he can't reach this speed himself. In fact, as long as Hawkeye Mihawk is willing, he can even supersonic speeds, but his ship cannot.

Ronan's current speed is five times that of mainstream ships, which is enough to show how fast it is.

However, as a designer, Ronan himself was not very satisfied, because if a wind sailboat did not take off, its theoretical speed limit was fifty knots, and the Xiaobai, which he spent a lot of effort to design, did not reach forty-five knots.

Seeing this scene, Hawkeye could not have imagined that Ronan was actually playing with a fool, and his behavior destroyed Ronan's fun.

Although I felt a little guilty, I suddenly felt assured when thinking about Ronan's behavior of playing with others.

I did nothing wrong, I, Jorakel Mihawk, have never done anything sorry!

Ronan walked out of the cabin after stopping the boat near Hawkeye's ship.

"Why, I want to blame me for sweeping away your good mood?" Hawkeye asked with his head raised and his legs crossed.

The man's circles of eyes are indeed as sharp as an eagle, and his delicately-touched beard is also very stylish. Ronan reads it right. This man is indeed the most pretentious man he has ever seen.

How come that sentence is said, a sharp sword, a sharp eye.

Ronan: "I have no torture hobbies. I just wanted to play with those pirates. Compared to the poor pirates, I am very interested in you."

Hawkeye looked up and down at Ronan and said, "The boat is good, where is it customized? Which designer's work?"

"You can't buy it. I designed the boat I built myself, it's very good, right?"

"It's not bad, it's quite interesting."

Ronan: "When it comes to boats, I actually want to ask you more is that you don't even have a sunshade. What should you do if you are sitting on this small boat and encounter wind and rain?"

"No, I'll leave until then."

"It is indeed a great swordsman in the world, it's really amazing."

"Stop compliments. Since you know me, please explain your purpose."

Luo Nan took out his big sword, "Come on a competition. I am very excited about the strength of the world's number one swordsman!"

Hawkeye raised his eyebrows. First, he hadn't encountered a challenger for a long time. Ronan was very interesting and looked very resistant to hitting. Second, how did you think such a big sword come back and take it out with your hands? Did you take it from the chrysanthemum?

"Interesting, I hope you won't regret it."

The world's number one great swordsman will never be afraid of any challenges, especially the challenges in the field of swordsmanship.

After saying that, Hawkeye Mihawk took the humiliating cross knife from the ornament of his neck, probably just right for sharpening a pencil.

Luo Nan couldn't laugh at all. In the past, he was always pretending to be in front of others, but now the feng shui has changed.

Damn it, I was pretended!

Ronan said nothing, walked to the side of the boat and slapped his hands at the sea.

Hawkeye wondered, this young man was hit?

The next second, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw Ronan flashing flashes, and the sea water was instantly frozen into a large area with a radius of one hundred meters. The visual effect is very outstanding and it looks very strong.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. This person is not just a swordsman. So that's it. No wonder he dares to challenge me at this level.

Ronan: "Are you sure you still want to use your paring knife to humiliate me?"

Hawkeye shook his head, looked serious, took the paring knife back into the cross, and then pulled out the black sword Ye behind him.

Ronan: "It's great, very good. Let's have a showdown between swordsmen and swordsmen!"

"Wait! Swordsman and Swordsman? Don't you use other powers?"

"Yes." Ronan nodded.

Hawkeye: "You are humiliating me!"

Hawkeye was a little angry. Is he a swordsman? What kind of swordsman is? That can be seen at a glance. Ronan looks very talented, but he has neither calluses nor knife marks on his hands. How good can his talent be with his high sword skills?

Luo Nan raised his sword: "What, don't you dare?"

Hawkeye is really about to be angry and laughed, "Okay, since you insist, then I will let you see my kendo."

He raised his black knife as he said that.

The battle between the two people immediately began on the ice surface. Two big swords, one white and one black, sword lights and sword shadows, sparks and ice chips rose everywhere.

Fortunately, neither of them used their true skills, and the ice surface under their feet was still hard and thick.

The two of them kept moving and twisting on this wide ice surface, feeding each other, gradually letting go of their own power, and gradually exploring each other's limits and their own limits.

Slowly, Hawkeye began to change his first impression of Ronan. This man was very strong even without using that strange freezing ability.

Whether it is speed or strength, Ronan is almost equal to him, and even the swordsmanship he looked down upon the other party the most impressed him.

Ronan's swordsmanship is stable, with balanced offense and defense. There is no special excellence, nor any bad things. In terms of relatively high emotional intelligence, Ronan still has a lot of room for improvement, but in terms of basic skills, Ronan is very solid, or too solid.
Chapter completed!