Chapter 121.2 : Mihawk Dead?

[Garaga wins, stripping Kaido of his Emission Armanent Haki and granting it to Garaga as a reward]

Emission Haki, a unique Armament Haki indigenous to Wano Country within the pirate world, boasted unparalleled potency. Now, Kaido found himself stripped of this formidable asset, significantly diminishing his power.

A wave of helplessness washed over Kaido as he felt his Emission Haki forcibly extracted, his protests falling on deaf ears.

"N-no!"

Furious but powerless, Kaido could only watch as his Emission Haki transferred to Garaga, instantly elevating him to mastery without the need for arduous training.

"With Emission Haki in hand, I can amplify its potency with the might of my Ruby dragon!"

Garaga mused, relishing in his newfound strength.

Despite his triumph, Garaga lamented the restriction of one battle per participant, yearning to test his might against the remaining nine powerhouses of the Pirate World.

"Such arrogance!" Whitebeard seethed, his desire for a rematch thwarted by the rules of the arena.

Garaga was suddenly whisked away by the arena, with Kaido vanishing alongside him.

[Hyuga Hiashi: Garaga-sama, thank you for securing yet another victory for our Hyuga clan!]

[Garaga: Hahaha, mere child's play. It's a shame the opposition was so weak!]

[Hyuga Hiashi: ...]

[Beerus: It's tedious dealing with weaklings like this!]

[Garaga: Well, I still found it amusing, and the spoils are not to be overlooked – equivalent to a reward!]

With three wins and one loss, the ninja world's current standing was established.

The fifth challenge promptly commenced.

This time, the pirates negotiated and eventually designated one representative – Mihawk!

Golden List's live broadcast room provided a brief introduction to Hawkeye.

[Dracule Mihawk, also known as Hawkeye, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, acclaimed as the world's No. 1 swordsman.]

[Kakashi: The world's No. 1 swordsman... he must be formidable with a sword, reminiscent of a samurai from the Land of Iron!]

[Tsunade: According to the introduction, he doesn't possess Devil Fruit abilities!]

[Third Tsuchikage: The title of world's No. 1 swordsman suggests mastery in Haki! His strength must be truly fearsome!]

[Hyuga Hiashi: Another formidable enemy!]

[Terumi Mei: Our only advantage lies in our intelligence about them. They seem unaware of ours. We've sent our representatives later while they've dispatched theirs first.]

[Hyuga Hiashi: So, who among us is willing to take the challenge?]

[Third Tsuchikage: Hyuga Hiashi, it's a bit much for your clan not to send anyone this time. This is your ace in the hole!]

[Hyuga Hiashi: Ahem, the enemy is formidable, but victory promises great rewards!]

[Mifune: Though this old man yearns for battle, his strength falls short. He wouldn't stand a chance!]

[Hidan: I'll step up this time instead of waiting.]

[Kakuzu: Hidan, your recklessness might be your undoing. Can you handle him?]

[Hidan: I might not overpower him, but I'll make sure he meets his end! His defenses won't withstand my deadly techniques!]

Hidan wasn't concerned about exposing his abilities. Those who fell by his hand had already made him reveal his prowess.

So, he harbored no fear!

[Kakuzu: There's a slim chance in your recklessness, but don't end up obliterated!]

[Hidan: I'll risk it. Hyuga Hiashi, if you're daring enough to invite me, I'll accept!]

[Hyuga Hiashi: Very well, Hidan of the Akatsuki, if you're willing, then I'll extend the invitation!]

And so, Hyuga Hiashi invited Hidan, who promptly accepted!

In the arena, Hidan faced off against Mihawk.

Mihawk unsheathed his formidable sword – Yoru!

In the presence of such a powerful enemy, Hidan showed utmost respect, fully prepared to confront him.

Whoosh!

Hidan charged forth, his Triple-Bladed Scythe in hand, aiming to draw just a drop of Mihawk's blood, which would be enough to invoke his Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood.

In the world of curses, there existed a spell governed by strict rules. No matter the prowess of the opponent, even if they were leagues ahead in power, as long as they lacked the immortal body or means to stave off fatal injuries, and couldn't escape the ritual's range, their demise was assured.

"Slash!"

The sword of Hawkeye Mihawk cleaved through the air with menacing force.

The ferocious sword aura tore through space, its speed and power so overwhelming that it rent the ground asunder.

Yet, Hidan failed to evade in time, resulting in his arm being severed.

"Pathetic."

Hawkeye Mihawk's disbelief was palpable. His enemy couldn't even parry his sword, and his defense was abysmal, leading to the loss of half his arm.

How dare such a feeble ant challenge him?

Undeterred, Hidan pressed forward, showing no concern for his maimed limb.

In a heartbeat, Hidan closed the distance to Mihawk, the Hawkeye.

"Seeking death, are you? Allow me to oblige!"

With another swift stroke, Hawkeye Mihawk attempted to cleave Hidan once more, who promptly collapsed before him.

"Feeble."

Hawkeye Mihawk muttered.

Meanwhile, Hidan feigned mortal injury, clutching the Triple-Bladed Scythe tightly.

Seizing the moment of Mihawk's relaxation, Hidan unleashed the Triple-Bladed Scythe, aiming for Hawkeye Mihawk.

However, Mihawk's reflexes and battle-honed instincts were lightning-fast, promptly reacting to Hidan's surprise assault.

Although Hidan's strength was considerable, coupled with the element of surprise, the Triple-Bladed Scythe merely grazed Mihawk's arm, drawing a droplet of blood.

"You persist. Your abilities resemble those of the Chop-Chop Fruit."

Hawkeye Mihawk remarked.

The superficial wound failed to faze him, as it barely qualified as an injury. His complacency stemmed from the lack of threat posed by Hidan's feeble might.

Meanwhile, Hidan ingested the spilled blood, channeling it into his body to initiate the ritual on the ground.

Intrigued by Hidan's actions, Mihawk refrained from immediate action.

This delay offered Hidan a glimmer of hope. Had Mihawk acted swiftly, Hidan might not have had the opportunity to complete his ritual. The vast chasm in their strengths dictated the urgency.

Soon, the ritual was prepared.

In that moment, Hidan invoked his cursed state, brandishing the jet-black spear.

Amidst the rapt attention of onlookers, Hidan drove the spear into his own heart.

Yes, he opted not to waste time, aiming directly for the heart. Any other wound might have failed to bring down Hawkeye, but a direct strike to the heart left no room for doubt.

"The Final Blow"

"The No. 1 Swordsman of Another World, Die!"

Hidan gripped a jet-black spear, targeting his own heart, and thrust it forward with unwavering resolve.

Swoosh!

The jet-black spear pierced through Hidan's chest, striking his own heart.

Simultaneously,

Hawkeye Mihawk was seized by a sudden, agonizing pain in his chest, as if something had pierced through it. He coughed up blood, collapsing to his knees.

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