Chapter 101

Zoro pressed down on Wado, turned his head and stared at the corridor, his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

"Here comes the most powerful swordsman in the world, the man that all swordsmen dream of defeating—Dracule Mihawk!"

As soon as the words fell, a man wearing a black hat with fluff on it and a burgundy patterned shirt inside, a black windbreaker, white trousers, black short leather shoes, and a hawk-like gaze slowly walked out of the corridor.

In addition to these, the most eye-catching thing about Mihawk is the huge cross-like weapon on his back.

This sword is Yory, ranked among the 12 Supreme Grade Swords.

Zoro stood up excitedly, looking at the newcomer with fiery eyes.

But Mihawk didn't even look at him, and walked straight past him with big strides.

Zoro's joyful expression froze, but he didn't get angry about it. Instead, he turned around and shouted with full fighting spirit:

"Wait a minute, Mihawk!"

Mihawk paused slightly, turned his head and glanced at him, and said in a calm tone:

"What's the matter, marine weakling?"

Ignoring the contempt in his words, Zoro excitedly invited him to a duel.

"Fight me, in the name of swordsman!"

"Humph, boring."

Mihawk snorted disdainfully and was about to refuse.

But when he saw the Wado Ichimonji in Zoro's hand and the Sandai Kitetsu on his waist, he changed his mind.

Turning around, he crossed his arms and looked into Zoro's fiery eyes for a while before finally agreeing.

"Nice eyes, but unfortunately you are too weak, so I can only see it as a way to kill time."

As he said this, he reached out and took off the small cross on his neck.

Under Zoro's surprised and angry eyes, he opened, revealing a small sword that was not even as long as a finger.

Holding the sword between his two fingers, Mihawk apologized in an extremely annoying tone:

"I'm sorry, I don't have any sword smaller than this."

"Bastard, stop looking down on me!"

Zoro, who had always been calm, was really angry this time. He put his marine cap on his head backwards. He bit the handle of the Wado Ichimonji with his teeth, held the Sandai Kitetsu and the unknown Sword in his hands, and rushed towards Mihawk with his feet.

Sengoku, who had just come out of the corridor, stopped when he saw this scene, showing a rare expression of surprise.

Tsuru, Aokiji, Jinbe, Moria, who were a step slower, also stopped.

Looking at the young man who challenged Mihawk, some were surprised, admired, or disdainful and contemptuous.

"It has been a long time since the Marine has had a young man who dares to challenge Mihawk.

Who is this boy? Does anyone know him?"

Sengoku turned around and asked the people behind him, his words full of praise.

Tsuru and Kizaru shook their heads silently, indicating that they didn't know him.

Only Kuzan scratched the back of his head, thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, and said:

"Oh, I remember now. This green-haired guy and the guy with curly eyebrows over there are both subordinates of Luffy.

I remember his name was Zoya? Or Roron? Uh, I can't remember clearly."

Listening to his explanation, Sengoku also remembered.

Some time ago, when the guerrilla's squad were awarded medals, although this boy did not go on stage, he had seen his photo.

He remembered that the boy was called Zoro, and was brought back by Luffy from the East Blue.

Zephyr once mentioned this child to him, as well as the yellow-haired boy with him.

According to Zephyr, these two are both talented and outstanding marines with a promising future.

It was the peculiar curly eyebrows of the yellow-haired boy that made Sengoku raise his eyebrows, and he always felt that Sanji seemed a little familiar.

While the few people were talking, Zoro had already started fighting with Mihawk.

But what happened was different from what Zoro expected, even drastically different.

Originally, he thought that he could more or less withstand a few moves from Mihawk, and even because of the opponent's underestimation, maybe he could get a slight upper hand unexpectedly.

But as soon as the two of them fought, Mihawk seemed to see the weakness in his moves at a glance.

While easily resolving the attack, he stabbed Zoro's chest with a sword in his backhand.

If he hadn't reacted quickly after special training and immediately stepped back, he would probably be injured now. After taking a few breaths with lingering fear, Zoro looked at Mihawk in surprise, who was at ease, holding the small sword casually, and watching him with interest.

He was shocked and even unbelievable.

'It's impossible, how could the gap between us be so big?

I don't believe it. Even if he is world's greatest swordsman it shouldn't have been this much!'

"Is this all you have? To me, this is not even enough to move my hands and feet."

Mihawk looked at him with contempt, waved his sword and said provocatively:

"Come on, come at me with your swordsmanship, weakling!"

Mihawk kept calling Zoro a weakling, which completely angered Zoro.

He didn't care about the huge gap between the two of them, as he had already made plans for failure in advance.

The worst that could happen was death!

"Open your eyes and watch, my swordsmanship is not that simple!"

Zoro made up his mind and rushed towards Mihawk. He crossed the two swords in his hands, turned his head to the right, and slashed at Mihawk with three swords in a cross shape at the same time.

"Santoryu : Oni Giri!"

This was a blow he was determined to win, but he didn't expect Mihawk to just slowly push the sword forward.

He accurately found the center point where the three knives crossed and steadily blocked the blow.

'Damn it! How could it be!!'

Zoro, who couldn't accept it in his heart, gritted his teeth and swung the three sword wildly, attacking Mihawk's vital points in a dazzling manner.

But in the face of such a fierce attack, Mihawk still strolled leisurely, using the sword in his hand to dodge and move his body.

Not only did he dodge and block all of Zoro's attacks, he even had enough strength to hit Zoro on the back of his head with the handle of the sword.

Zoro, who was hit hard, staggered forward a few steps, and his head was dizzy and he almost fell.

He stepped hard on the ground with his feet, gasping for breath and forcibly stabilized his body.

"Huh~huh~huh~ This is the strongest in the world, it turns out that I can't defeat him now."

Hearing Zoro's mumbling, Mihawk said expressionlessly:

"Are you scared? If you want to admit defeat, I can kindly let you go."

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