One Piece: Starting with just a sword, the crew relies entirely on slashing.

East China Sea, near the Sanbas Sea.

Barati, a restaurant on the sea.

The air was thick with the smell of blood and gunpowder. The sea was littered with damaged pirate ships and corpses, a scene of ruins that testified to a thrilling battle that had taken place here.

In the center of the battlefield, a man carrying a huge black sword on his back, holding a very small knife, calmly fought against a three-sword style swordsman wearing a black turban.

No matter how fierce the attacks of the three-sword style swordsman were, the man carrying the black sword could easily deal with them using the small knife in his hand.

As the dagger pierced the chest of the three-sword style swordsman, the duel seemed to be drawing to a close, until…

"Roronoa Zoro!" The three-sword style swordsman got into position, unwilling to back down an inch.

Moved by Zoro's persistence and determination, Hawkeye Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, decided to follow the swordsman's etiquette and unleash a final blow with the world's strongest black sword behind him.

"I'll remember you, die," Hawkeye Mihawk's calm voice was like the whisper of death.

Facing the world's greatest swordsman's serious attack, Zoro showed no fear; he was prepared for the worst.

"The world's number one thing is still death!"

"Three-Sword Style Secret Technique: Three Thousand Worlds!"

The two exchanged blows for a brief moment before instantly separating.

With a crisp sound, all of Zoro's swords except for Wado Ichimonji, one of the 21 Great Grade Swords, broke in two.

"I lost..." After realizing his defeat, Zoro resolutely put away his weapon, turned around to face Mihawk, and opened his arms to accept his loss.

Seeing Hawkeye Mihawk's confusion, Zoro chuckled and said, "A scar on the back is a swordsman's shame!"

Upon hearing this, Hawkeye Mihawk recognized Zoro's will even more, but out of respect, he resolutely swung his black blade toward Zoro's chest—Night!

"Screech—"

The sound of flesh and bone being cut rang out, and Zoro fell into the water. Luffy, who was beside him, was helpless because he had eaten a Devil Fruit and could only cry out in sorrow.

Joseph and Johnny quickly jumped into the water and pulled Zoro out.

Hawkeye Mihawk, who witnessed all of this, did not make any attempt to stop them, but simply said:

"My name is Dracule Mihawk. You can't die yet. Understand yourself and the world, become stronger, Roronoa Zoro!"

"From now on, I will be waiting for you at the top. Come and surpass me, Roronoa Zoro!"

Subsequently, Zoro made a vow that he would never fail a second time before becoming a great swordsman.

Wang Zhe, who had already arrived, stared intently at Hawkeye Mihawk. Although he knew in his heart that he was no match for Hawkeye Mihawk, he was still compelled by a stirring within him to challenge him.

Krieg's fleet had been destroyed, and Krieg himself had been taken away by Akin. Wang Zhe arrived too late and could only watch helplessly as the world's greatest swordsman proved to be just how strong he was.

Feeling Wang Zhe's burning gaze, Hawkeye Mihawk also looked over, a smile curving his lips.

"Interesting. This trip to the East Sea was definitely worthwhile. Young man, will you also challenge me?"

Facing Hawkeye Mihawk's cold gaze, Wang Zhe raised the famous sword Siming. He didn't really want to challenge him; that was too far beyond his reach. Wang Zhe just wanted to experience the attack of the world's greatest swordsman, so he only used the famous sword Siming.

"My name is Wang Zhe, and I would like to see what the world's greatest swordsman's slash looks like." Wang Zhe's voice was very calm.

Looking at Wang Zhe, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, Hawkeye Mihawk was quite surprised, not only by the powerful aura emanating from Wang Zhe, but also by Wang Zhe's mindset of recognizing the gap between himself and the world despite reaching such a level at such a young age. Of course, these were purely Hawkeye Mihawk's own conjectures; Wang Zhe had only read the latest comics and watched the anime.

Seeing Wang Zhe's growing fighting spirit, Hawkeye Mihawk raised his black sword and charged forward. He decided to test Wang Zhe's swordsmanship first and see if Wang Zhe was qualified to withstand his full-force attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two clashed, the clash of swords echoing incessantly, their movements accelerating rapidly. Wang Zhe, wielding the renowned sword Siming and blessed with numerous equipment attribute bonuses, handled the situation with relative ease, as he used Siming employ the powerful sword protection technique taught to him by Shimotsuki Koushirou. Through repeated defensive exchanges, Wang Zhe was also rapidly refining his understanding of swordsmanship.

Hawkeye Mihawk could naturally sense that Wang Zhe was using him to improve himself, but he didn't object to it. In his opinion, Wang Zhe's swordsmanship was not very solid, but sometimes he dealt with things very cleverly, which gave him the feeling that Wang Zhe was both weak and strong.

Having assessed Wang Zhe's strength, Hawkeye Mihawk halted his attack, pondering whether he should unleash a serious strike befitting the world's greatest swordsman.

As Hawkeye's attack ceased, Wang Zhe noticed the hesitation in Hawkeye Mihawk's eyes.

Wang Zhe was speechless. Although he knew he was no match for Hawkeye, he was sure he could withstand even a single slash.

Wang Zhe urgently needs to experience the powerful sword techniques of others so that he can learn from them and cultivate his own mighty sword killing technique.

Thinking this, Wang Zhe earnestly shouted at Hawkeye, "Mihawk, please use your full strength! Let me witness the true world's greatest swordsman!"

Hawkeye Mihawk suddenly realized that his previous judgment was wrong. Wang Zhe lived in this small East China Sea and his knowledge was too limited. He would never know how big the world really was.

Thinking of this, he felt somewhat disappointed, but looking at Wang Zhe's serious expression, he still held a sliver of hope. After all, Wang Zhe was truly a genius. After much deliberation, he decided to hold back a little. "Wang Zhe, I hope you won't regret this."

"bring it on!"

Wang Zhe didn't say much, but he gripped the famous sword Siming tighter and tighter. He was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would lose his courage. Although the famous sword Siming could guarantee that he would not die, it would really hurt. Moreover, this was not a fist. What if he couldn't defend himself and his lower body was cut off by the sword? How could he live then?

Seeing Wang Zhe's resolute expression and lack of hesitation, Hawkeye Mihawk also drew his black sword, Night, ready to give Wang Zhe the answer he wanted.

"Zhan Yue—"

Without charging for long, a massive slash hurtled straight at Wang Zhe, the seawater in its path seeming to be split open and unable to heal for a long time.

The sword energy flew very fast, almost invisible to the naked eye. Wang Zhe subconsciously used the famous sword Siming to defend, but the moment he made contact with "Zhan Yue", the huge recoil made his arm feel numb, and his blood and qi surged wildly in his body.

As the seawater slowly healed, Wang Zhe successfully withstood the attack. At that moment, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration, but it was fleeting and he couldn't grasp it no matter what he did.

Eagle Eye noticed that something was wrong with Wang Zhe's condition, and after making a guess, he gave a warning and swung his black blade again—Night.

"Trio!"

Three slashes came one after another. Under this crisis, Wang Zhe seemed to suddenly have an epiphany.

First, Si Ming used "One-Sword Style - Guardian Blade" to block the first slash, then rotated himself to use skillful force to disperse the force, and took the opportunity to use his left hand to grasp Du Ming and use "One-Sword Style - Wildfire" to disperse the second slash.

Just as the third strike was about to follow, Wang Zhe used his dual-sword style for the first time to parry, and this time he barely managed to defend against it.

Although he was running out of energy, Wang Zhe had gained a new understanding of the Great Sword and was eager to test it.

"Again!"

Hawkeye Mihawk also vaguely sensed that something was wrong. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to continue, but this time he decided to engage in close combat.

"This is a strike imbued with all my swordsmanship—Dawn of the Night!"