I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

The commotion caused by the lies at Sig's execution platform has now temporarily subsided.

Their attention was focused on the standoff between Sig and Hawkeye, and the two bandits who had trotted up to Sig...

Hmm? Wait, who are those people? Sig's men?

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the bandits seemed to be carrying something as they ran over.

"Boss Sig, which sword do you plan to use?"

A bald man with a shiny forehead asked.

"So it was to deliver a sword to Sieg..."

"They even made their men carry swords; that's quite a grand display."

Everyone was just beginning to realize what was happening, but their eyelids twitched when they saw what the two bandits were holding.

On the right, a bandit is holding a... chainsaw!

Buzzing.

The bandits even thoughtfully turned on the chainsaw, and the buzzing sound was particularly loud in the empty square.

The bald man on the left is holding a longsword studded with various spikes.

It's more like a spiked club than a sword.

What's most astonishing is that the bald man deftly pulled a small bottle from his pocket and poured the colorless liquid inside onto the surface.

Sig:........

"this...."

The spectators outside the open space stared in disbelief.

Is this Siegfried's sword?

Even the usually calm Hawkeye showed a slight look of surprise in his eyes.

The tense atmosphere of an imminent battle had vanished, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

After a long pause, Sieg coughed lightly, put on a stern face, and reprimanded;

"Take it away! What's about to happen is a battle between swordsmen."

The bald man was slightly taken aback. Looking at the chainsaw and spiked sword in their hands, he muttered to himself:

"But last time the boss seemed to say that the chainsaw is a swordsman's life, and he can't be without it?"

A black line appeared on Sieg's forehead. He muttered an order and waved for the bald man and the others to retreat far away.

Then, he looked up at Hawkeye, who had been waiting quietly in the distance, and said with a serious expression, pretending nothing had happened:

"Hawkeye, I'm in a hurry."

"Therefore, I will only draw my sword once from now on, using the essence of my life's swordsmanship."

"If you can withstand my strongest sword strike, I will admit defeat and concede defeat."

As he spoke, his heart was pounding with anxiety.

The megaphone on his chest was still running, and the continuous thumping sound carried far.

Sig placed one hand on the scabbard of the longsword at his waist.

He hadn't drawn his sword yet, but the moment his hand touched the hilt, that feeling of complete control returned, and his aura changed once more.

Outside the open space, amidst the crowded throng, the murmurs that had just begun unconsciously subsided.

At this moment, Sieg was no longer talking loudly as before. He just stood quietly in place without saying a word, one hand on his waist. He had not yet drawn his sword, but his imposing aura had already risen.

Those pirates with a bit of sense gradually became serious.

Many people still question the authenticity of the so-called bandit king's treasure.

But at this moment, no one doubted Sieg's strength.

"You think you can decide the outcome with just one sword strike?"

Hawkeye didn't get angry; instead, he laughed, his pale gold eyes sharpening even more.

“I have never encountered such an arrogant swordsman since I ascended to the throne of the world’s number one swordsman.”

Hawkeye gripped the black sword tightly in his hand, his entire being resembling an unparalleled sword, its sharp aura seemingly capable of cutting through anything.

Even from a great distance, it sent chills down the spines of countless people, making their skin feel as if it were being cut by a knife.

Chapter 128 Sig vs. Hawkeye

In the center of Rogge Town Square.

Sig and Hawkeye faced off from a distance.

All of Sieg's men had retreated to the edge of the open space as he had ordered, quietly awaiting the outcome of the battle.

Stussy's gaze darted between Hawkeye and Sieg, occasionally landing on Vice Admiral Momousagi in a corner of the battlefield, lost in thought.

Kro pushed up his glasses with the back of his hand, sweat gradually forming on his back. He was observing the best escape route as instructed by Sieg.

Baldy and his men looked around.

"Wait, those two look familiar?"

The bald man, with his sharp eyes, immediately spotted the two men who claimed to be bounty hunters behind the crowd in the square.

Johnny and Joseph.

"Weren't they already knocked unconscious and transported to our ship?"

Monka followed the bald man's gaze, a slight thought stirring within him.

He recalled that pleasant feel...

"Hey hey hey..."

A strange smile involuntarily appeared on Monka's face.

On the other side of the battlefield, at the very front of the crowd.

Crocodile stared expressionlessly at the two men locked in a standoff.

He had no interest in the outcome of the match.

However, he showed great interest in the so-called Celestial Dragon national treasure that Sieg mentioned, which was suspected to be the ancient weapon "Uranus".

........

Bang bang bang bang!

Sig's heart pounded like a drum, and amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, he finally moved.

He... took one step forward, and then another.

Sieg's pace wasn't particularly fast.

"This time, however, I cannot succumb to fear."

Sig gritted his teeth secretly.

This was countless times more stressful for Sieg than when he was on the execution platform before.

He tried his best to imagine Hawkeye rowing a boat at night with the black knife in his mind, and only then could he barely muster the courage to continue moving forward.

But with each step he took, his already rapid heartbeat quickened even further.

"Sig's momentum continues to rise..."

"This is what he meant by his strongest move?"

"This is the powerful opponent that even Hawkeye Mihawk challenged?"

Everyone was shaken, recalling Sieg's words.

"Every step he takes is a build-up of momentum. When he reaches Hawkeye, his aura will reach its peak, and that will be his strongest attack!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Emperor Engine had already been pushed to its usual limit, blaring at a frequency that sent chills down Sieg's spine.

But this is not the end.

As Sieg advanced step by step, the terrifying sounds grew more frequent and louder.

Amplified by the chest megaphone, the sound resounded throughout the entire square, completely drowning out the discussions.

This moment.

Countless people turned pale and involuntarily retreated.

In their eyes, everything else in the world seemed to have disappeared.

Only a gigantic figure, magnified countless times and towering to the sky, remained, advancing step by step.

The not-so-loud footsteps sounded like thunder to them, creating the illusion of a massive earthquake, blending seamlessly with the roar of the Emperor's engine.

Every step I took sent shivers down my spine.

Hawkeye stood still, without moving an inch.

Sigurd made the bold statement that he would decide the outcome with a single sword strike, and he, the world's greatest swordsman, planned to defeat Sigurd when he was at his strongest.

However, as Sieg approached, his expression became increasingly solemn.

The two are now ten steps apart.

Gudong.

Many people unconsciously swallowed at this moment, feeling their mouths dry, their hearts pounding, and even their breathing becoming somewhat labored.

"Why is he walking so slowly...? Hurry up and finish..."

"This is so hard to bear... Why did I even have to join in this fun...?"

"What kind of monster is he? What is that sound?!"

Five steps.