I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Those pirates being watched by Hawkeye felt a chill run down their spines, their skin feeling as if it were being cut by knives, experiencing a strong sense of discomfort.

"This is the man with eagle eyes... It's said that with just his gaze, he can make even the strongest tremble with fear, rendering them unable to muster the courage to be his enemy..."

"As expected of the world's greatest swordsman, he possesses such a powerful aura even before drawing his sword..."

"That Sig, he actually fought against such a monster?"

Amidst the murmurs, Sieg also felt a surge of unease and subconsciously frowned.

He was deeply impressed by Hawkeye's sharp gaze.

In terms of presence and appearance, Hawkeye is virtually unmatched in the world of One Piece.

Back then, Hawkeye almost caused his Emperor Engine to explode just by making eye contact with him.

"But... why is Hawkeye here? Has he come to pay respects to my spirit in heaven?"

Sieg was lost in thought, and he was also somewhat inclined to watch the spectacle unfold.

After all, he is no longer Sieg.

But what Hawkeye did next stunned everyone in the arena, including Sieg.

“You small fry are no match for him at all.”

Hawkeye said in a low voice.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the large black sword, Night, which resembled a large cross and was carried on his back.

Then, it was pulled upwards inch by inch.

The world's number one Black Blade Night, its sharpness is revealed!

"Is Hawkeye about to draw his sword?"

"No way? He's actually taking on those low-level pirates here?"

“Not surprising... Hawkeye has always done things his own way, it wouldn’t be surprising if he drew his sword and killed someone at any time, but... why is he protecting Sieg’s reputation?”

At first, there were quite a few people around talking and whispering.

But soon, these discussions gradually subsided and eventually disappeared completely.

Many people were sweating profusely and had a solemn expression.

As Black Knife Night was gradually drawn, Hawkeye's aura continued to rise, almost freezing the air in the scorched battlefield.

At last.

Hawkeye held the fully drawn black sword Night in one hand, and adjusted his top hat with the other. Beneath the hat, his golden eyes appeared even sharper.

At this moment.

His aura had reached its peak, and he was like a peerless sword, seemingly capable of piercing the heavens.

Then, he stood still, holding the black sword Night, and slowly and firmly slashed down at the pirates seven or eight steps away.

The chopping motion was very smooth and slow.

The black blade above the night didn't display any dazzling sword light; it was quite simple and unadorned, yet it exuded an immense, suffocating pressure.

The terrifying aura was so overwhelming that the pirates felt as if they were carrying an invisible mountain on their backs, unable to withstand it. They were drenched in sweat, and their knees gradually buckled.

Finally, they all knelt down on the ground with a thud, staring blankly at Hawkeye in front of them.

Hawkeye's strike didn't have any earth-shattering sword light, nor did it kill their bodies, but it almost destroyed their will.

The scene fell silent for a moment; you could hear a pin drop. The only sound was the heavy breathing of the pirates.

"They really are a bunch of useless trash."

Hawkeye's eyes were cold as he sheathed his sword and stood up again.

"This is the move that Sig is good at... Once the sword is drawn, it carries the mighty power of heaven and earth, overwhelming people with its force, which is unstoppable by human strength."

"I have only recently improved my swordsmanship, which is why I have been able to reach this level."

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

A hint of loneliness and regret crept into those golden eyes.

"In this world, there is one less swordsman who can rival me."

At this point, a small commotion broke out around them. Hawkeye's words were simply too astonishing.

"Hawkeye...is he copying Sigurd's moves?"

"It's more than just learning; Hawkeye just admitted that Sieg's swordsmanship is above his."

"This scene... I remember it! I was in Loguetown in the East Blue back then, and I witnessed their duel with my own eyes."

"I can testify, I was there too!"

"Back then, Sieg built up his momentum step by step, and when his momentum reached its peak, he unleashed a seemingly ordinary sword strike, which allowed him to fight Hawkeye to a standstill."

"Is that so? Sig's swordsmanship has reached an inhuman level, even capable of overwhelming people with sheer force, like Hawkeye directly destroying the enemy's will?"

"Has Sieg reached this level of strength?"

Amidst the murmurs, Sieg was completely dumbfounded.

If he hadn't been the one in question, he almost would have believed it.

"No, Hawkeye, can't you just let me rest in peace like this?"

"I really don't want to be famous anymore..."

Sig is now feeling a little uneasy.

After all, Sieg couldn't guarantee that this elaborate fake death wouldn't leave any flaws.

The more attention the outside world pays to the already deceased Sieg, the greater the possibility of exposure.

However, amidst the discussion, a different, questioning voice also emerged:

"But I heard that Sieg didn't even draw his sword in the final battle in the Sabaody Archipelago?"

Hawkeye's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Loguetown duel was actually a terrible experience.

Hawkeye even suspected that Sigurd wasn't using swordsmanship, but rather the power of some kind of Devil Fruit.

But after hearing that Sieg had cleaved the sandstorm in two with a single sword strike, he calmed down, refined his skills, and gained some understanding of the level Sieg had reached.

He didn't want to see someone with such extraordinary swordsmanship continue to be misunderstood by the world!

Chapter 356 This man has the bearing of Sieg.

There was a reason why Sieg never drew his sword until his death.

Hawkeye spoke calmly, unusually going to great lengths to explain a few things to Sieg.

"His physical condition is extremely poor, making it difficult for him to use his swordsmanship. It is said that this is related to the black flame dragon sealed in his arm..."

Please, please stop talking...

I've completely severed ties with that cringeworthy period of my life! Why are you reminding me?!

Sieg roared inwardly, almost shouting it out loud.

Chuunibyou's black flame ability is quite conspicuous, so Sig has never used Chuunibyou's ability again until now.

However, it seems that Hawkeye must have heard something from Shanks.

I truly cannot find peace even in death...

Sig roared inwardly.

While Sieg was immersed in his inner emotions, Hawkeye suddenly sensed something.

He turned his head slightly, and his sharp, eagle-like eyes suddenly fell on Sieg.

Ok?

Instantly, Sieg felt his whole body freeze, and his skin once again experienced the illusion of being cut by knives.

"Hawkeye's aura seems to be significantly stronger than when he was in the East China Sea last time..."

"But...why is he staring at me?"

A thousand thoughts raced through Sieg's mind, and the Emperor Engine within his body had begun to accelerate silently, yet he remained standing still, forcing himself to remain calm.

Hawkeye remained silent, staring at Sieg for about two or three seconds, a strange light appearing in his golden eyes.

“You’re not like those scum.”

In his eyes, Sieg stood still, unmoved, his expression indifferent and without the slightest fluctuation, despite his gaze.

It was as if Hawkeye's sword strike hadn't put any pressure on him at all.

Hawkeye stared intently at Sieg for a moment, his gaze sharpening.

"Not bad eyesight. Facing me directly without flinching, are you planning to challenge me here?"

Sig: ? ? ?

"No, I didn't, you're overthinking it."

Sieg categorically denied it.

His voice was deep, and coupled with his calm expression, he seemed to completely ignore the immense pressure from Hawkeye.

Seeing this, Hawkeye nodded slightly, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

The blond man's behavior reminded him of someone.

"Not bad, he has some of Sieg's looks," Hawkeye said calmly.

These words were spoken.

Immediately, all eyes turned to him. Sieg, who had been standing quietly in the corner watching, had become the focus of everyone's attention.

Who is Hawkeye?

The world's greatest swordsman, the man who sits high on the throne of swordsmanship, there are very few swordsmen in the entire world who can catch his eye.