I just unified the country, and you say this is sailing?

Let’s not talk about how Li Chungang grasped his sword energy.

His sword energy was slashed out in a stream, not a ball.

Therefore, it should be to cut out a ravine instead of blasting out a deep pit.

"You changed my sword energy..."

Mihawk's expression gradually became serious.

"When I was a kid, my peers were playing in the mud, but I was swinging swords. I later became a kendo master, but I always felt like I was missing something.

What did I lose? Later I thought about it and realized that I lost my childhood friends, my childhood happiness, and my childhood imagination.

Later, I started playing all kinds of games from my childhood, such as hopscotch and clay figurines. New people and old things are not things I miss anymore. "

Li Chungang smiled bitterly and said, "No matter how much I miss it, no matter how many times I replay it, I can't hide the difference in age.

When I was a child, I got happiness from playing in the mud. But when I got older, I gained an understanding of kendo from playing in the mud.

The so-called sword energy and strength are just different kinds of mud after all, there is nothing special about them. "

"Your Majesty once told us that all paths lead to the same destination. We have never understood how two completely different things can have the same destination.

But in recent days, I have tasted a different flavor.”

Mihawk heard what Li Chungang said, but he couldn't accept it.

How could playing in the mud and practicing swordsmanship be related?

How is it possible to be unified, how is it possible to return to the same place?

A sword is a sword, and it is the most powerful weapon in the world.

If the man is strong, the sword will be strong too.

A truly strong man should be equipped with a good sword, not a sword made of dust, mud, or nothing at all.

How can a swordsman be called a swordsman without a sword? !

The one-armed old man in front of him was pulling the farmer's hoe and the child's mud.

It's all nonsense.

"Take out your sword, I want to compete with you!"

Mihawk looked serious and spoke solemnly.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he was ready to strike.

"I just said, I don't have a sword."

Li Chungang seemed a little helpless. "Although they still call me the Old Sword God in the Martial God Hall, I really don't have my own sword anymore."

"you!!!"

Mihawk felt humiliated.

A man without his own sword is called a sword god?

So are the people in the Temple of the God of War mentioned by this one-armed old man all garbage?

He can't even defeat a sword god without a sword.

Seeing Mihawk anxious, Li Chungang smiled and asked, "Do you have your own principles, like not drawing a sword against an unarmed person."

Mihawk remained silent instead of answering.

"Besides, your strength will probably be greatly reduced without your sword. So, you dare not fight me without a weapon."

Mihawk immediately retorted, "I am a swordsman, and I will never put down my weapon to fight."

"I see. That's why I want to borrow your sword."

Li Chungang nodded and said softly, "Sword!"

The cross knife on Mihawk's neck was suddenly driven by a special force, and suddenly broke the chain from his neck and flew into Li Chungang's hands!

"Again?!"

Mihawk frowned.

He couldn't understand what Li Chungang's ability to control objects was.

The one-armed old man in front of him gave him a special feeling from the moment he appeared.

It's like a peerless sword with its edge hidden in its sheath.

This is also the reason why Mihawk determined that Li Chungang was the one who was blocking him as soon as he saw him.

But as soon as Li Chungang spoke, this peerless sword would reveal the fact that it was a broken sword.

It's an extremely strange feeling.

Li Chungang felt a strange feeling when holding the cross knife.

This cross knife is more broken than an ordinary dagger, so it seems difficult to hurt people if used for sneak attacks.

In general, it's useless.

Li Chungang was somewhat puzzled as to why Mihawk carried such a short knife.

"Is it for cooking on the go?" Li Chungang joked.

"No! I use it to deal with some small fry. There are always weaklings who challenge my black knife, but not all of them are worthy of my attack."

"And because of your principles, as a swordsman you must use weapons to fight?" Li Chungang guessed.

Mihawk nodded.

"That makes sense. But you are a really conflicted person. You insist on using weapons against weaklings who are not worth fighting.

Forcing yourself to be restrained makes you uncomfortable. "

"Without going through a great deal of hardship, one cannot become the supreme swordsman." Mihawk explained.

"Bullshit! The idea that only by enduring hardships can one forge a supreme sword is all bullshit. Those who boast about suffering are people without conscience.

Some people practice hard for decades but cannot match the natural good bones, while some people are born with good bones but cannot match the luck of others.

Those who can achieve the highest level in this world definitely did not do so by enduring hardships.

If enduring hardship can make one stronger, then the strongest person should be a donkey!"

“No matter how much you practice holding your breath, you can never be better than a newly born fish. Only by choosing the right path can you go further.”

Li Chungang's words left Mihawk speechless and he didn't know how to refute.

Who is this old man?

At this moment, Mihawk was very curious about Li Chungang's identity.

"Senior, I still don't know your name?"

Mihawk's attitude became respectful.

"Just an ordinary old man, Li Chungang."

"Li Chungang..."

Mihawk muttered, committing the name to memory.

"Senior Li, are you really going to fight me with the cross sword? That can't even be considered a normal sword."

"Didn't you just say that? This sword is used to deal with weaklings who are not worth fighting with..."

Li Chungang's calm words made Mihawk's breathing hitch.

Then his expression turned ugly.

So this is why Li Chungang used the cross knife?

This can no longer be considered contempt, but rather a form of humiliation.

He used the weapon to punish the weak, but the tip of the knife was turned and pointed at himself.

Turning myself into a weak person who is not worth fighting? !

"Li Chungang, do you know that you will be fighting?"

"I know, Hawkeye Mihawk."

"You know my name is Hawkeye?"

Mihawk was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, thinking that he didn't seem to mention the word "Hawkeye" just now.

"Stop talking so much. Are you going to fight or not? Do you want to wear down this old man's mind and then suddenly attack me?"

Li Chungang said with some annoyance.

Mihawk said nothing more.

Since Li Chungang wanted to humiliate him, he should use his strength to prove that he underestimated him.

Almost instantly, Mihawk disappeared from his position, and with a flickering afterimage, he appeared in front of Li Chungang.

The big sharp knife silently cut through the space and was about to chop off Li Chungang's head.

but--

"Ding--"

Just an inch above Li Chungang's head, Ye could no longer go down.

The tip of the cross knife pressed against the blade of the night.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.

Tip of the knife against the blade.

With great skill and courage, if Li Chungang had deviated even a little, his arms and head would have been cut in half.

But on the other hand, people are bold because they are skilled.

Li Chungang looked at Hawkeye with a smile, whose expression was becoming increasingly ugly.

"Boy, you're still a little short."

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Chapter 85: Hawkeye's Choice; Daqin is Justice

Mihawk has a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, which can make even the strongest warriors shudder, so he is called "Eagle Eyes".

This "Eagle Eye" insight is Mihawk's talent in swordsmanship, which allows him to see through the essence of things.

It is also his essence that possesses the power to fight against any enemy.

However, now, his pair of eagle eyes, which were always sharp, could not see through Li Chungang's sword style.

"You...didn't use any sword moves?"

Hawkeye couldn't believe his own speculation.

"The gap between us is too big. I can see your sword speed clearly. Many times, the simplest way is also the most effective way."

The cross knife was against the lower half of the black cross knife, and Li Chungang answered calmly.

"No! I can't accept that!"

Hawkeye gritted his teeth and slightly turned the direction of the sword, trying to avoid the confrontation with Li Chungang's power.

but--

When the black knife fell on Li Chungang's head, Li Chungang had already taken a step closer and put the cross knife against Hawkeye's neck.

"Boy, do you want to continue?!"

"want!!!"

Hawkeye said fiercely, and immediately flew away.

Of course, he also knew that this was just because Li Chungang did not want to kill him.

With both hands tightly grasping the hilt of the black sword, Hawkeye's armament color covered his muscular arm muscles, and then his body jumped high.

He chopped it down again.