One Piece: Winged Dragon of the Beasts Pirates

Then he gave a wry smile.

Are you arrogant?

He said he would wipe them all out, but he was just being presumptuous.

What an arrogant man!

but.

He certainly has the right to be arrogant.

He couldn't even draw his sword in front of him.

And this is only the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

Even more surprisingly, this man had a Hawkeye by his side!

A top-notch swordsman can judge the opponent's strength just by meeting them once.

Koushirou knew better than anyone that Hawkeye truly deserved the title of the world's greatest swordsman, and that Hawkeye was a force that Koushirou could not possibly resist.

Their combination, along with the officers on the Golden Dragon, made them a formidable force.

If you can't win, the only outcome of the battle will be destruction.

"Don't make me ask a fourth time, where is Shimotsuki Kozaburo?"

Releasing his grip, Ian pointed at Mihawk, "This guy needs his knife fixed."

Repairing a knife?

Hawkeye?

Having finally escaped, Koushirou almost instinctively looked at Hawkeye upon hearing this, his swordsman's instincts prompting him to exclaim, "A swordsman like you can't even protect his own sword?"

Unbelievable! It actually managed to damage the knife in Hawkeye's hand!

What kind of person could do something like this?

Koushirou was deeply shocked.

Hawkeye is the world's greatest swordsman. Even if someone is stronger than him, it would be very difficult to damage the sword in his hand.

Hawkeye's lips twitched.

Which pot should not be opened and lifted?

"If that's all there is to it—"

Koushirou let out a slow sigh of relief and nodded gently. "Please follow me."

It seems they really weren't there to wipe them out.

Otherwise, with their strength, why would they need to waste so much time talking to me?

However, even if they do have bad intentions, it would be enough to just buy them a little time.

So, Koushirou took Ian and his group to find his father.

It was outside a small house on the coast outside the village that Ian and the others met a man named Shimotsuki Kozaburo.

He was dressed in a loose kimono, looked old and frail, holding a pipe in one hand and a fishing rod in the other, fishing, with a knife at his waist.

"Ok?"

The old man with the strange, continuous eyebrow turned around in surprise, looking at the group of people following behind his son.

Koushirou walked over and quietly explained the situation to him.

Shimotsuki Kozaburo looked up at Ian, but didn't say anything. He simply stood up, walked up to Hawkeye, and stared at him without saying a word.

Hawkeye frowned slightly as he was being stared at.

"The world's greatest swordsman truly lives up to his reputation."

I don't know what the old man saw in Hawkeye, but he praised him first.

Hawkeye ignored it, probably because he was used to this level of verbal praise.

then.

"How could a man like you have his knife damaged?"

The old man was a little curious.

Hawkeye's eyes twitched.

It’s not over, right?

"Anyway, let me see it first."

The old man reached out his hand to Hawkeye.

Hawkeye didn't hesitate much, drew his beloved knife from his back, and handed it to the old man.

He didn't think Ian would deceive him.

Moreover, the old man in front of me does seem to have some skill.

"Oh!"

Shimotsuki Kozaburo's eyes lit up. "Soft yet resilient, the Great Grade Sword Yoru? What a treasure!"

Then, he noticed the nick on the blade, and his expression immediately changed. "How is this possible! How could there be such a nick!"

It's incredibly smooth, with absolutely no signs of damage!

If it weren't for the fact that the notch was so unsightly and large enough to affect the use of the entire knife, he would have thought that the notch had always been there!

What kind of attack would be needed to create such a breach?

Just how powerful must someone be to be able to destroy the knife held in this man's hand like this?

"Interesting! Interesting!!"

Shimotsuki Kozaburo seemed to have been touched on a strange point, and looked at Mihawk with excitement, "You actually managed to destroy this precious sword like this! Will you still fight that enemy later?"

Hawkeye glanced at Ian. "Of course."

"..."

Koushirou noticed Hawkeye's gaze and already had a guess in his mind.

Is that Ian?

Could it be the legendary flames of destruction?

"Great! Great! Excellent!!"

The old man was already excitedly shouting, "Then let this old man fix it!"

"Besides repairing it, I will do everything I can to make it even stronger!"

"Then, use it to fight that enemy!"

The old man practically started dancing with excitement, "Hahaha! Such an opponent makes even this old man's blood boil!"

"Is that so?"

Hawkeye's lips curled into a smile. "Then I'll have to leave it to you."

Ian chuckled softly.

It's not that I doubt Shimotsuki Kozaburo's skills; Ian is well aware that this old man is one of the world's top swordsmiths, having crafted Enma and Wado Ichimonji.

It's just meaningless.

Only domineering power can stop his destructive fire.

Other things, no matter how sturdy, are only different in how fast they break down.

Shimotsuki Kozaburo excitedly returned to his hut, which also served as his workshop, with his sword in hand, where he would begin the night's restoration work.

He said it would take a week.

"A week?"

Outside the cabin, Hawkeye said to Ian in a serious tone, "It seems I'll be staying here for a while longer. You guys can go now."

However, Ian, being very loyal, said, "What's a mere week? We can't find Senior Golden Lion anytime soon anyway, so we'll stay and keep you company."

"By the way,"

He smiled broadly, "The cultivation isn't over yet."

Hawkeye pursed his lips, "It's precisely because I don't want to continue this bullshit training with you that I want you to get lost."

In any case, the Golden Dragon temporarily stopped at the port of Shimotsuki Village.

Its presence made all the residents of this small island dare not even take a step closer.

Ian didn't care much about it. The island was pitifully small, with only two villages and a small hill. There was practically nothing to see.

He spent all his free time sparring with Hawkeye.

The two engage in passionate clashes on the shore of Frostmoon Village every day, with Ian being the one who gets beaten up.

After enduring a period of hardship and beatings, Ian has indeed made progress and gained a deeper understanding of the Conqueror's Haki.

It shouldn't be long, right?

This is how Ian described himself.

I will strive to master the Conqueror's Haki before my sixteenth birthday.

Three days later.

in the afternoon.

After a passionate afternoon of activity, Ian and Mihawk sat on the shore to rest for a while.

At this point, Ian had already entered his orc form in sphere mode.

Even he, after being beaten by Ba Chan's fists all afternoon, had accumulated quite a few injuries and needed to recover properly.

Hawkeye also looked somewhat tired.

After all, Ian only needs to take the beating, but he has a lot more to consider.