I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 53 053. To cut or not to cut the breath of all things!

Time flies by.

Five days later.

Castle Space. Forge Room

Messer took off his gas mask and looked at the semi-solid golden-red alloy in the three molds in the forge:
"The alloy has finally been successfully cast. Let's get started."

The semi-solid alloy solution is poured into a cooling pool for cooling.

Chi~
White mist billowed out.

moment,

Three dark iron ingots appeared. Miser picked up a slightly larger one with tongs and continued to heat it in the furnace. Soon, the red-hot ingot was placed on the anvil.

clang--

Picking up the casting hammer and starting to hammer, Messer combed the veins and textures inside the alloy by repeatedly hammering it, thus changing the internal structure of the metal.

A state of harmony between man and nature.

The observation Haki senses the internal texture, and the casting hammer in the hand strikes accurately, sorting out the veins, gathering the spirituality, and playing a flawless piece of music.

Everything seems to flow smoothly.

The alloy block was beaten into long strips, folded, and continued to be forged. As time passed, the texture and veins inside the alloy were integrated, and the spirituality of the material began to gather, and a long sword-like weapon appeared.

The repeated hammering of hammers shapes its form, sensing the continuity of the internal veins and lines, and the moment when the spirituality converges to the climax.

Pick up the long knife and put it into the spring pool.

Quenching

Chi~
A violent fog appeared.

The spirituality is gathered and completed at this moment and becomes stable.

Moses picked up the knife and looked at it, his eyes shining with satisfaction.

Then continue to heat in the stove.

Tempering

This process is completed.

Moses set the knife aside to cool.

Then continue to forge the remaining two iron ingots.

……

three days later.

Mercer looked at the three weapons that appeared in front of him, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

First is Bogart's long sword. The blade is light blue with a curve. The whole body has a delicate annual ring-like texture and the blade is extremely sharp.

The blade spine is relatively thick, which makes it easier to chop and kill.

This is a deadly weapon, a weapon born for war.

But it’s not a demon sword.

It wasn't that Moses couldn't forge it, but that the material didn't allow it.

In order to match the color of the blade, Messer also coated the scabbard with the same light blue color.

And his quality.

[C+ Grade Long Sword (Excellent and Sharp Sword): A high-quality long sword crafted from special meteorite iron, its blade possesses exceptional toughness.]

The characteristics of the weapon are also good, perfectly demonstrating the high strength and toughness of meteorite iron.

And a short knife.

The color is the same as the long sword, and it is as long as a forearm, like a pair of mother-and-child swords.

Messer focused his attention on the last weapon he had made for himself.

A multifunctional hand axe, made in one piece, light green in color, the same as the axe given to Ace.

One end is an axe blade with edges on three sides, and the other end is a spike-shaped blade with edges on two sides.

The axe handle is polished to a frosted effect.

It feels very comfortable to hold.

Messer was very satisfied with the forging.

Put both knives back into their sheaths.

Clean up the fire.

Moses left with his weapons and soon arrived at his room in the "residential area".

Three weapons were placed haphazardly on the table.

Go to the bathroom and wash up.

This week, Ya Dabao found a spring on the island, and the water storage device in the castle was filled with clean spring water.

Water freedom has become possible.

After washing up, he looked at the sky outside. It was already evening, so Moses lay down on the bed.

After a while, snoring sounds appeared.

These days have been very tiring for Messer.

Perona brings meals every day.

Bogart was not allowed into the forge.

……

The next day.

Got up early in the morning,

Was woken up by suffocation.

Mercer went out for his morning run on the island and had breakfast.

As soon as he returned to the warship, he saw Bogart. Seeing him staring at him eagerly, Messer's face darkened and he said:

"Sorry, uncle, there's something wrong with your weapon."

When Bogart heard this, his facial muscles twitched and bitterness appeared in his eyes. "Little Mercer, did it fail? Tell me, can my weapon still be salvaged?"

"If it can be solved with money, just tell me and I'll go buy the materials right away."

Messer looked at him with a puzzled look, "Did I say the weapon forging failed?"

Bogart's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

Moses was speechless and said, “See for yourself.”

As he spoke, he waved to the crow in the sky. The crow landed in front of Moses and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Mei, what's wrong?"

Moses said to it, “Bring out the two knives that are on the table in my room.”

Ya Dabao nodded, and in less than ten seconds, ripples appeared on his body, and then two knives, one large and one small, were thrown out.

Moses caught it.

Throw the long knife to Bogart.

Take it.

Bogart drew his sword nervously.

The blade is light green, with exquisite patterns and a heavy feel, and is the same length as the knife he used before.

conveniently.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up.

Holding the hilt of the knife.

A sharp light flashed in Bogart's eyes, and then Messier saw the dark color begin to spread from the handle to the blade.

In the blink of an eye, a black knife emitting a dangerous aura appeared.

"Armament Haki"

Laughing "Hehe" from his mouth, Bogart slashed across the sea in the distance. Buzz.
A light blue flying slash with a diameter of one hundred meters whizzed out.

Follow the direction of the strike.

Mercer looked at the deep gully that had been cut through the sea a few hundred meters away, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"Uncle, are you a great swordsman?"

Bogart's eyes flashed with pride, and he said cheerfully, "Almost, almost."

Bogart sheathed the long sword and put it back at his waist. He rubbed his hands, his face flushed, and looked at Messi with a perverted look, "Messer, can you show me the short sword too? Let me see if it's also a top-notch, good, and sharp sword."

He now knew that Messer was teasing him. The knife was forged very successfully and was the best of the best swords.

Seeing him like this, Messer twitched his mouth and threw the knife over, and Bogart quickly caught it.

After a while, he let out a "hehehe" laugh. Seeing this, Messer calmly moved away from him.

"By the way, uncle, have my grandpa and the others finished their mission? I haven't seen him for a few days."

Bogart thought for a moment and said:
"They've already finished it. The great pirate named Hafnazar has agreed to become a Shichibukai. He just needs to wait for the final appointment letter to come down and be signed."

"Will signing help?"

Messer asked speechlessly.

Bogart smiled awkwardly. "Should. Maybe, maybe. It's useless, but that's the process."

"Oh. So where are we going next?" Mercer asked curiously, "Where are they? I didn't sense their presence on the warship."

"Oh, you mean them? I heard that Gekko Moriah and the new Shichibukai Hanafza had a conflict. They were fighting on the other side of the island, and they went over to watch the fun."

"Then why didn't you go?" Moses asked. "I left you here to watch the boats?"

Hearing this, Bogart glanced at Messer resentfully, "My knife is with you, after all. I feel uneasy without it."

"Oh~ So you're one of those novice swordsmen. Without a sword in hand, your strength is reduced to 50%, right?"

"Who told you that?" Bogart's face darkened. "What nonsense? It does have some impact, but it's not as serious as you say. Do you know why a swordsman is called a swordsman?"

Without waiting for Mercer to speak, Bogart continued, "Physical strength, domineering aura, and swordsmanship—only when these three basic qualities are met can one be called a swordsman. None of them can be missing.

Even without a sword, one still has strength and dominance. Even with just a stick, with a simple adaptation, one can still be a powerful swordsman.

"What is the Breath of All Things that is circulated among sword masters? What is the meaning of "slash and not slash"?"

Mercer seized the opportunity, hoping to learn from an orthodox swordsman whether "Breath of All Things" and "To Kill or Not to Kill" were what he had imagined.

Bogart was stunned and looked at Messer in surprise, not knowing where Messer knew this from. "That kind of thing is still a little too early for you now.

But since you want to know, I'll tell you. First of all, "everything breathes" is actually a special kind of perception.

After listening to Bogart's unique statement, Mercer gained a new understanding of the so-called swordsman's breathing of all things, and of whether to kill or not.

So let me summarize it simply.

According to Moses, the so-called "swordsman"'s understanding of the breath of all things is similar to a spiritual state of harmony between man and nature.

Break through one's own limits in the midst of life and death, sublimate one's spiritual will in the face of death, perceive all things in nature, and develop a sense of closeness to all things in nature and form an emotional connection with them.

Therefore, it is possible to sense the fluctuations and breathing frequencies of all things.

Therefore, "everything breathes" is a spiritual state.

At the same time, the improvement in state of mind and the transformation of perception are often accompanied by the awakening of the innate observation Haki.

The general swordsman's choice of whether to cut or not is a manifestation of the power of Armament Haki.

This is because the "swordsmen" who can comprehend the "breathing of all things" have often undergone arduous training, and their physical and mental will have been fully tempered, and they have also achieved the prerequisites for stimulating this domineering aura that is closely related to the physical body.

The trials of life and death often inspire innate domineering aura. After activating the domineering aura, they often mistakenly believe that the defensive and evolved attack characteristics of the armed color can be used to kill or not, and they also think that this is the breath of all things, and they are at the level of a swordsman who can cut through iron.

"So generally speaking, even if one hasn't mastered the Breathing of All Things, they can still be called swordsmen. As long as they've awakened their Observation Haki and Armament Haki and can perform a Flying Slash, that's enough?"

This is what Messer summed up to Bogart.

Bogart smiled and said, "That's right. It's not that easy to comprehend the breath of all things. On the contrary, it's the domineering aura, physical strength, and mental will that can be stimulated as long as the method is mastered.

With great force, even steel can be cut through with ease."

"How about it? Do you feel that the swordsman is suddenly not so great anymore?" Bogart asked with a smile.

Moses did not answer this question, but asked curiously: "Have you understood? The breath of all things?"

Bogart smiled proudly, "Of course I am. I'm not some fake swordsman like those people out there."

"What's the use of the breath of all things? Can it be manifested in battle?" Mercer asked curiously. "After all, being able to sense the breathing rate of all things in nature, if it doesn't have any effect, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Bogart suddenly smiled mysteriously and said to Messer with a smug look on his face, "Do you want to know? Beg me? I'll tell you if you beg me."

Now that we have finally got the chance, we must let him show off.

"Well, if your knife gets cut off in the future, don't come looking for me."

Bogart's eye twitched.

Mercer looked at him calmly and continued, "I will definitely forge a great sword, a supreme great sword in the future. Do you want to touch it?"

Bogart put his hand on his forehead, looking helpless. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have gotten so carried away. I apologize. I'll show you now."

Able to bend and stretch.

Drawing out the short sword from his waist, wrapped in armed color, Bogart took a deep breath, and on the dark blade, a dazzling flame suddenly rose.

"One Sword Style. Flame Slash."

He swung his arms, flames rose, and a flaming slash came out in front of Messer.

I watched as the sea surface not far away was split open and a large amount of steam appeared.

With a flick of the blade, the flames dissipated.

Bogart looked at Messer with a smug look on his face, his lips curled up slightly. "How's it? Cool, isn't it? Flame Slash?"

Messer opened his eyes slightly, and when Bogart saw it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he opened his lips slightly and was about to speak.

At this moment, Moses pointed his right index finger at his lips, his eyes showing understanding, and spoke first:
"Armament Haki? There's also some breathing frequency fluctuations involving fire in it."

These days, Moses spent every day around the fire and was deeply impressed by the fluctuations in the breathing rate of the flames.

"I understand. Armament Haki is an extraordinary power that contains spiritual will and can only be manifested after the endless vitality and life force within the body is stimulated by strong willpower and fighting spirit.

All things have their own unique breathing frequency fluctuations. Just now, you used the "Breathing of All Things" to simulate the natural breathing frequency fluctuations of fire in your own body, thus using the Armament Haki as fuel to transform the virtual into reality and launch a flaming slash.

"Am I right?" Mercer looked at Bogart's stunned face. Seeing his silly look, Mercer understood. "It seems that my guess was right after all."

At this time,

Bogart suddenly looked suspicious, staring at Messer without blinking, and began to sense with his observation:
"You're right. That feeling, a feeling unique to swordsmen, is absolutely true. You have definitely grasped the breath of all things. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such an insight."

At this point, Bogart's face exploded, and he looked at Messer as if he were a monster. After a few seconds, Bogart was speechless:
"Can you tell me? How did you realize it? When did you realize it?"

At this time, Messier looked at him calmly, "Uncle, your eyes are so rude, I don't want to talk about this.

Oh, by the way, I want to spar with you. I know I’m no match for you right now, but I want to give it a try.”

After saying that, Mercer drew his dagger from his waist with his right hand, took a step back, and bowed slightly to Bogart.
"Please advise."

After saying this, he looked at Bogart quietly.

He took a deep breath.

Hearing this, Bogart's eyes lit up with amusement and he nodded, "Sure, I'm bored anyway, so I'd like to kill some time here. Feel free to go ahead."

next moment.

Mercer changed his pace, quickly approached Bogart, and decisively raised his right arm with cold dew from behind.

A cold light appeared from Bogart's waist from bottom to top.

clang!
Bogart pressed down with his right arm, and the blade accurately blocked Messer's slash.

With a curl of his lips, he exerted force with his right arm, and the dagger knocked Moses's dagger aside in one go, leaving the door in Moses wide open.

He turned his wrist and stabbed Mercer in the chest with a knife.

Looking at this scene, Mercer's eyes remained unchanged. He turned his right wrist and threw the dagger towards the lower left.

At the same time, his left hand moved sideways in a grasping motion, accurately grasping the hilt of the thrown sword.

The left hand holding the sword slashed upwards and collided with Bogart's dagger again.

Ding! A crisp sound was heard.

A huge force came from the sword, and Messer couldn't stop sliding backwards.

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　　PS: Regarding the breathing of all things, the relationship between cutting and not cutting, and armed domineering, it is a secondary setting, which is relatively reasonable. If you don’t like it, please don’t criticize it. Thank you!

　　
　
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