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Chapter 80 Koushirou's Shock

Koushirou's eyes held a hint of seriousness. He felt that this young man with eagle-like eyes was extraordinary from the first moment he saw him.

Mihawk had previously shown his fighting spirit towards him, but because there were too many people coming to challenge him after he opened the kendo dojo, and because his main goal now was to practice sword Zen, he ignored him.

And

A powerful swordsman is not necessarily pure, but a pure swordsman will definitely become powerful!

Looking at Hawkeye Mihawk, Koushirou knew perfectly well that this young man was a pure swordsman!

Then, Koushirou smiled slightly and looked at Hawkeye with some anticipation, saying:

"Mihawk, why don't you give it a try?"

Hawkeye remained calm. Although he wasn't particularly interested in swordplay demonstrations, since Suzuki and Shanks had done it, he figured he might as well join in.

Hawkeye Mihawk approached the wooden stake, glanced at the replica wooden black sword, Night, in his hand, stared calmly at the stake, and without any extra movements, swung it out.

"!!!"

"impossible!"

"Good heavens! Did that person cut the wooden stake in half?"

"How is that possible? Only Koushirou-sensei could do that."

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The students watching were all dumbfounded.

Even when they had witnessed Suzuki and Shanks wielding their swords before, they were never this shocked!

How is that possible? He looks so young, how could he cut through a wooden stake like Koushirou-sensei?

Is it a monster? It must be a monster!

"This is."

"Cut the iron!"

Koushirou's face showed shock as he looked at the wooden stake that had been cut in two, feeling utterly shocked.

He knew that this young man with eagle eyes must be quite strong, and his swordsmanship must be excellent.

But he never expected that Mihawk would actually master the Iron Cutting Technique!

Koushirou couldn't help but ask Hawkeye:

"Mihawk, how old are you this year?"

Hawkeye maintained his cold expression and calmly replied:

"nineteen."

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Shimotsuki Koushirou felt that he must have been blessed by his ancestor, Shimotsuki Ryoma.

It was just a simple slash without any swordsmanship, it was so casual, yet it still demonstrated the full potential of its sword-cutting technique!

Such skill, he might already be a sword master, no, he definitely is!

At this moment, Koushirou even felt that with the talent of this young man with hawk-like eyes, becoming the world's greatest swordsman was a sure thing!

After all, he was once a genius, but he was already in his twenties when he mastered the Iron Cutting Technique, and becoming a sword master was only a recent event.

"You and me."

Koushirou's expression was a little strange. He looked at Hawkeye as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he hesitated and stopped.

"Hmm? You want to fight me?"

Hawkeye Mihawk looked at Koushirou with a puzzled expression.

"No, I don't have time right now. Um... I just... uh..."

Koushirou was a little embarrassed. He had just intended to pass on the Shimotsuki family's legacy to Hawkeye, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized it wouldn't work.

The young man in front of me is so outstanding!

He's already a sword master, so he must have honed his own swordsmanship. His family's traditions don't seem to have any effect on this young man with hawk eyes.

Moreover, geniuses are often arrogant, especially monstrous geniuses who have already grown up.

Inheriting the Shimotsuki family's legacy is practically the same as becoming an apprentice.

However, it seems he can't teach this eagle-eyed young man either.

"Mihawk, how did you train your swordsmanship?"

Suzuki then walked over and asked Hawkeye a question, which also eased Koushirou's embarrassment.

"Me? Just like what Koushirou just said, I just need to wield my sword every day."

Hawkeye's fighting spirit, which had just erupted, gradually subsided, and he spoke calmly to Suzuki.

"Hmm, how many times do you swing it each day?"

"It started at one thousand, then two thousand, then three thousand."

"It's ten thousand now."

Hawkeye answered calmly as always.

"Just swinging the sword? And, ten thousand is enough?"

Suzuki was somewhat puzzled, feeling that this was a bit too little for Hawkeye.

"Ah, the sword-wielding ones, there was a time when it was 100,000, but it gradually decreased. Besides, I prefer fighting."

Hawkeye calmly recounted his outrageous training methods.

Suzuki knew that Hawkeye Mihawk preferred to use ordinary slashes, and it seemed that he only knew how to use ordinary slashes.

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However, the others around them were unaware of this, and their faces showed astonishment.

Only practicing sword swings? And 100,000 times?

It really is a monster!

Koushirou had gradually calmed down, and looking at Suzuki, Hawkeye, and Shanks, he still felt a pang of regret.

However, it was time to go and teach the other trainees. Seeing the many other trainees nearby who had stopped training to watch, Koushirou's expression darkened slightly.

"What, aren't you going to practice? Do you think you can become a swordsman just by watching?"

"Hurry back to training!"

"Ah? Okay, Mr. Koushirou."

"Okay, I'll go back and practice right away, I'll double my practice!"

"Let's go, stop looking."

After hearing Koushirou's reprimand, the group of students who had been watching quickly left.

Then, Koushirou looked at the three Suzukis with a gentle expression and said with a smile:

"Alright, you can practice your swordsmanship here from now on. Don't worry about damaging them; they're not worth much."

"I need to go home to take care of my wife. She hasn't been feeling well. See you tomorrow."

After hearing Koushirou's words, Suzuki and the others politely bid him farewell.

After that, Suzuki and his two friends practiced swordsmanship at the kendo dojo's training area.

Not long after.

One late night, Hawkeye came to say goodbye to Suzuki.

"I'm leaving now, heading to the Grand Line."

Hawkeye was covered in dust, but his face remained calm.

Suzuki and Shanks both looked puzzled.

Seeing Hawkeye Mihawk's unusually disheveled appearance, even with one side of his hat torn off, Suzuki asked with some interest:

"You've finished fighting with Mr. Koushirou? How did it go? Who won?"

"Mmm, I want to know too!"

Shanks looked at Hawkeye Mihawk with a gossipy expression.

Seeing the confusion on his two friends' faces, Hawkeye Mihawk smiled slightly, then calmly said:

"I didn't win, but I didn't lose either."

"So it's a tie?"

Suzuki raised an eyebrow and glanced at the black sword, Yoru, that Hawkeye was still holding.

No, I won.

"Koushirou's sword is indeed excellent, but I'm confident I can beat him next time, while he will probably never be able to beat me again."

Hawkeye Mihawk answered Suzuki calmly and confidently.

"..."

Suzuki and Shanks were speechless as they listened to Hawkeye's calm and confident tone.

Then Suzuki calmly looked at Hawkeye and said:

"Let's go to the beach. I've also built you the boat with the seashell you wanted."

Upon hearing Suzuki's words, Hawkeye Mihawk's face immediately showed a hint of anticipation:

"Really? Thank you, Suzuki!"

"You're too kind. If we meet again at sea, just buy me a drink."

"Okay, let's go to the beach."

Suzuki answered calmly, and then the three of them arrived at the coast of Shimotsuki Village.

Upon seeing the black metal ship on the shore, Hawkeye Mihawk's eyes lit up instantly. He looked intently at Suzuki and once again expressed his gratitude:

"Thank you, Suzuki!"

Suzuki smiled gently and shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Hawkeye quickly boarded the metal boat, sat elegantly in the middle, slightly removed his hat to Suzuki and the other man to say goodbye, and then pressed a button. Instantly, the small boat became a small black dot on the sea.

After seeing Hawkeye off, feeling the gentle sea breeze blowing from time to time, Suzuki smiled warmly at Shanks beside him and said:

"Let's go back to the kendo dojo."

"OK."

Shanks smiled and nodded.

Then, the two figures gradually disappeared off the coast...

Time slips away like quicksand, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, in the Naruto world.

That day, outside the mission hall of Konoha Village.

Suzuki's main body is waiting with Hanako for the return of the squad leader and another squad member.

Before long, the two figures emerged from the doorway.

Leading the way was Nobuyoshi Nagayama, the captain of Suzuki's ninja squad.

Slightly behind him was his other teammate, Goro Iguchi.