I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"Wait!"

Sieg reached out again to signal to stop:

"I am merely an ordinary disciple of the dojo, possessing only a rudimentary grasp of the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu swordsmanship... The dojo master, Koushirou, is the true master of this art."

Hawkeye paused slightly, somewhat taken aback:

"You don't want to duel me? You mean... you want me to go find Koushirou?"

“I’m way past the age of being competitive and aggressive,” Sieg said calmly.

The three flying swords that were hovering beside them also lost their support and fell onto the deck.

"Was that swordsmanship he just used only considered rudimentary?"

"If that wasn't a Devil Fruit... he completely parried Zoro's Three-Sword Style attack using his Flying Sword Style swordsmanship!"

"Thinking about it carefully, he just did the exact same thing as Hawkeye, and Zoro with his Three-Sword Style couldn't even get close?"

"If Hawkeye is equivalent to 100 times the power of Zoro with his Three-Sword Style, then based on Wang Rixiong's performance just now, he must be at least 10 Zoro's level, right?"

"I think there are at least 50 Zoroes!"

"And who exactly is this Koushirou that this man mentioned? Could he also be a reclusive powerhouse?"

Hearing the surrounding chatter, the already severely injured Zoro was speechless for a moment, and almost vomited blood.

Just moments ago he was a formidable swordsman, somewhat renowned among the crowd, and now he's become a unit of measurement, and most importantly...

He is the true disciple of Koushirou, as everyone says!

Kuina! Kuina, aren't you going to say something?

Kuina turned her head and glanced at Sig, her expression also a little strange.

How did Sieg manage to spout nonsense in front of her, someone who knew the truth?

If she hadn't heard about Sieg's past achievements, especially the famous duel in Loguetown ten years ago... she would have almost thought that Sieg was afraid of Hawkeye.

"Mr. Sig seems unwilling to fight Hawkeye. Is he afraid of being forced to use his full swordsmanship and thus revealing his identity?"

Kuina pondered for a moment, then finally remembered the 100 million Berries that Sigu had given to Koushirou before his departure...

So she said nothing.

"Don't want to fight?"

Hawkeye frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Sieg.

The man in front of him, who called himself Wang Rixiong, kept talking about the Flying Sword Style, which was even more bizarre than the so-called Chainsaw Style. Hawkeye naturally wouldn't believe it easily.

He had another guess about Wang Rixiong's true identity... He wouldn't let him leave.

Whether you want to fight or not is not up to you.

"Draw your sword, or... die!"

Those golden eagle eyes suddenly sharpened, and he gripped the black sword in his hand tightly. Without saying another word, he slashed out with a chilling sword pressure!

But in that instant.

Before everyone's eyes, two figures suddenly appeared, one on the left and one on the right.

The black sword was blocked by two long swords extending from the left and right. The violent collision produced a loud clang, the deck beneath their feet sank, and the seawater surged in all directions.

But the world's number one black sword, Yoru, was ultimately blocked by the twin swords, and remained suspended in mid-air, unable to continue its downward strike.

After seeing the person's face clearly...

My mind was completely overwhelmed with shock.

The person on the left is wearing sunglasses, has short hair, and has a tattoo of the Chinese character "海" (sea) on their left cheek.

The person on the right is wearing a green, knee-length coat, but only shorts on his lower body, revealing a leg hairy area.

The two men, one on each side, each held a knife to block the black sword in the night, while striking what they thought were cool poses.

But no matter how they arranged them... they ultimately lacked a certain charm and didn't look like strong figures at all.

“Hawkeye, don’t forget we haven’t settled our score yet, have you said that, Joseph?” Johnny in sunglasses said calmly.

“Johnny, you’re right. Besides, Hawkeye, didn’t you say you were looking for us? Now we’re standing right in front of you,” Joseph chimed in.

The two men stood side by side, each holding a knife and pointing it at Hawkeye.

Johnny spoke up: "Since Brother Wang Rixiong doesn't want to fight, then it's our turn next."

Joseph said, "After ten years, we finally have the opportunity to repay our elder brother's kindness from back then. We will not stand idly by!"

Both said in unison, "Hawkeye, let's settle this."

"So you're finally going to make a move?" Hawkeye wasn't angered by this; instead, he looked at the two men, who lacked any air of strength, with interest.

"Joseph the Sword God, Johnny the Sword Saint." Hawkeye's lips curled slightly as he looked at the two men before him.

"Donghai has given me many surprises... I hope you won't let me down."

Hawkeye's eyes lit up.

"A sword...a sword god? A sword saint? Are they Johnny and Joseph?"

Usopp's eyes widened, snot was running down his face, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground. He was so shocked by the scene that he was speechless.

"The world's number one swordsman, with his Black Blade Yoru's strike, could easily have cleaved that massive sailboat in two!"

"But they... blocked Hawkeye's slash?"

"Hey... what day is it today? Why are powerful figures popping up like mushrooms after rain?"

Zoro, who was heavily injured and panting on the small boat, twitched his eyelids and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He felt that this day was exceptionally surreal.

On the broken deck, the three men faced each other and began a fierce confrontation.

Ta-da!

Hawkeye against two opponents!

The black sword flashed with a deafening light, each strike possessing the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Cutting the sea means the waves are rolling and boiling; cutting the earth means the floor is cracking open, creating huge trenches, which looks truly terrifying.

In contrast, Joseph and Johnny's attack was completely silent and unassuming.

It looked like fairly rudimentary, ordinary swordsmanship—simple left and right slashes, up and down slashes... without any dazzling sword light, but strangely, it was very effective.

Even a novice in swordsmanship could tell that the three were now fighting evenly, unlike the previous battle where the difference in strength was negligible.

"Brother Wang Rixiong!" Amidst the fierce battle, the Sword God Joseph spoke:

"Since you're not in a position to fight, then take this opportunity to leave!"

Chapter 1017 Zoro is a debuff

"Brother Wang Rixiong! Since you're not in a position to fight, then take this opportunity to leave!" said the Sword God Joseph.

Sword Saint Johnny chimed in from the side:

"That's good. If we have the chance to meet again, let's have a drink at the place where we first met."

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, circled around the central Eagle Eye like a revolving lantern, maintaining a defensive posture but also engaging in a back-and-forth battle.

Sig glanced at them and nodded decisively.

The small boat beneath their feet was enveloped in telekinesis and quickly cut through the waves, while Kuina steered the boat to adjust its direction.

Before leaving, Sieg did not forget to make a little move.

Possession Card: Roronoa Zoro, use on Hawkeye!

Sig noticed that the card had no character restrictions and could be used on other people, so he immediately used it on Hawkeye.

After all, the Zoro depicted on this possession card is from this point in time, not the Zoro from two years later. His strength is limited, so it's not a big deal to use him.

The moment the card is activated.

During the fierce battle, Hawkeye seemed to momentarily lose his composure.

He gripped the black sword Night tightly, his aura imposing. He, who was usually sparing with words, slowly spoke at this moment:

"The eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind are the six senses of a person..."

He gripped the black knife tightly in his hand, poised to strike, his figure flashing repeatedly amidst the attacks of Joseph and Johnny.

"Plus good, evil, neutral..."

"What did Hawkeye suddenly start reciting?"

"A spell?"

The crowd was somewhat confused.

Only Zoro's pupils contracted slightly, as if he had realized something.

"Each has its own purity and its own pollution, which is precisely the thirty-six kinds of troubles in a lifetime..."

He held the black sword in his hand, and its sharp blade instantly gleamed.

"Thirty-six Winds of Troubles!"

The move was exactly the same, except that the phoenix-shaped sword wave that erupted from the black sword night was many times larger in both speed and size than before.

The massive blue sword wave swept past, engulfing Joseph and Johnny. Wherever it passed, the deck shattered completely, and the sea surged and roared once more.

"It's one thing to use the exact same moves... but why is Hawkeye reciting moves that I've never even heard of?" Zoro was shocked again.

From an outsider's perspective, Hawkeye reciting such a long line is like a teacher reading aloud your cringeworthy diary entries from class—it evokes a strange sense of shame.

What Zoro didn't notice was...

Hawkeye's expression showed a hint of surprise; he suddenly realized that something seemed to have changed about him...

Well known.

Top-tier fighters like Hawkeye rarely shout out the names of their moves during combat, giving the illusion that even though he might use a basic attack to slice down a mountain, it's just a basic attack.