The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

"interesting."

At the critical moment!

Almost at the same time Hawkeye appeared, Gern had already turned to the side, twisted his waist, and swung his knife in a backhand parry!

The movements were fluid and natural, executed in one smooth motion!

The black blade, Eight Desolations, slashed upwards!

The high-frequency vibration waves on the blade were pushed to their limit at this moment, emitting a piercing and sharp buzzing sound!

"Tianzhu·Ni Kasaya!"

"clang!!!!!!"

The world's only two black blades, in the hands of Mihawk and Gern, are about to clash with their full power for the first time!

The terrifying sound wave exploded instantly, like a real shockwave!

The uneven ground of the entire island suddenly collapsed several meters down!

The surrounding trees, rocks, and soil were shattered into powder as if made of paper, and the powder shot into the sky!

Centered on the two people, dark and blue-green lightning exploded and burst wildly, weaving together a picture of destruction!

Hawkeye's pupils contracted sharply; he sensed it!

Through the clashing blades came the familiar yet even more terrifying high-frequency vibration, as well as Gern's unfathomable domineering cultivation!

His arm muscles groaned again from the strain, and blood spurted from the gaping wounds on his hands once more!

But he gritted his teeth and held on tightly!

The ground beneath his feet was cracked inch by inch, and his feet sank deep into it, yet he did not retreat an inch!

"Oh? You actually managed to take that blow head-on..." A hint of surprise flashed in Gern's eyes, but it quickly transformed into an even stronger fighting spirit.

"It seems we can no longer go as far as just 'greeting' them."

"Stop talking big!" Hawkeye, no longer maintaining his composure in the face of a powerhouse like Gern, growled.

He suddenly exerted force on his wrist, attempting to use his exquisite swordsmanship to sweep across the vast expanse and launch a relentless pursuit!

However, Gern reacted even faster!

The moment Hawkeye unleashed his power, Gern used the momentum of the reverse kasaya slash to spin like a ghost and get close to Hawkeye's inner circle!

At the same time, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his entire arm was instantly covered by white, violently vibrating particles.

Like a destructive energy storm, a simple punch slammed into Hawkeye's chest!

"Boom!!" A deep, resounding boom, like the beating of a giant drum, erupted!

Hawkeye had no idea that Gern could deliver such a powerful punch so smoothly at such close range, before his sword move was even finished!

In his haste, he could only frantically gather Armament Haki in his chest to withstand the attack!

But the price was that he was blasted off the ground and sent flying backward by the punch.

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which drew an arc in the air.

But he is still the world's greatest swordsman, even while being injured and sent flying backwards...

Despite the excruciating pain, he relied on his extraordinary body control and swordsmanship instincts to swing his sword backhand!

A sharp green slash flew close to the ground, aiming for Gern's legs, attempting to hinder the pursuit!

Gern snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, his pupils dilating in surprise!

"Earthquake and Earthquake!"

In an instant, the earth undulated violently like waves!

The ground-hugging strike was shattered into primal energy before it even got close.

And the terrifying shockwave spread outwards along the ground, chasing after the flying eagle eye!

Hawkeye forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, his Black Blade Night plunging into the ground and carving a deep trench a hundred meters long, before he could barely steady himself and kneel down on one knee.

He clutched his violently heaving chest, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted, and each breath was accompanied by a burning pain.

He looked up at Gern, who was slowly approaching from afar like the embodiment of a natural disaster.

There was no hesitation in his golden eyes; instead, they seemed like flames that had been completely ignited.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, slowly stood up, and the Black Blade Night hummed once again.

"You are as amazing as ever, even now."

"When I face you now, I still feel the same way I did ten years ago..." Hawkeye panted, but his eyes grew even sharper.

"But my swordsmanship goes far beyond this!"

“Then let’s continue.” Gern said calmly, his black blade, Eight Desolations, pointing diagonally at the ground. Where the tip of the blade sliced, fine cracks silently appeared in the ground.

"Let me see how much power the 'world's number one' sword can force out of me."

Chapter 277 Extreme Realm

"Heh..." Hawkeye took a deep breath and held the Black Blade Night upright in front of him.

A completely different aura rose from his body.

It was no longer the overwhelming impact of before, but rather an extreme condensation and concentration.

Like a sharp blade about to be drawn from its sheath, capable of cutting through everything.

"As you wish." Hawkeye's deep voice pierced through the dust and clearly reached Gern's ears.

Gern paused slightly, looking at his opponent whose demeanor had suddenly changed, a hint of genuine interest flashing in his eyes: "So, you're finally going to get serious, Mihawk?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hawkeye moved!

There was no earth-shattering display; the figure merely swayed slightly.

As if blending into the wind, he had already covered dozens of meters in the next instant and appeared to the left of Gern!

It moved so fast that it left a slowly dissipating afterimage in its original position!

There is still no name for the move, or rather, there is still a yearning in my heart.

The Black Blade Night transformed into an almost invisible thin line, silent yet faster than nerve reflexes, aiming straight for the opening in Gern's left rib.

He pushed speed and precision to the extreme, and the Armament Haki gathered at the tip of the blade was as deep as a black hole, carrying a hint of the ultimate penetrating power of a broken face!

Gern's Observation Haki allowed him to foresee the future, and he twisted his body to avoid the danger at the last second.

"Swoosh!" The tip of the knife grazed the general's uniform on his ribs, revealing the skin underneath and even drawing a string of tiny beads of blood!

"What a fast blade!" Even though he had anticipated the future, the fact that he was almost cut still made Gern feel a chill.

When his first strike missed, Hawkeye's swordplay flowed smoothly and effortlessly.

He flipped his wrist, and the black blade Night, which had been thrusting out, turned into an upward slash, aiming at Gern's jaw!

At the same time, he turned and stepped on the ground, moving around to the other side of Gern, blocking his retreat!

In an instant, countless green sword lights attacked from all directions like a storm, each sword aimed at a vital point.

The shrill sound of blades cutting through the air was continuous and painful to the eardrums!

This is no longer a simple clash of forces, but a perfect display of unparalleled swordsmanship!

It is the world's greatest swordsman who has mastered all his skills and reduced the complex into a simple yet ever-changing dance of slaughter!

Gern's pupils contracted as he unleashed his Observation Haki to its fullest extent, capturing the true killing moves among the countless sword lights.

He brandished his black blade wildly, parrying the attacks!

In an instant, a dense barrage of explosions, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, resounded throughout the ruins!

The black and purple light clashed and exploded with a frenzied clash!

Countless tiny sparks and fragments of energy burst forth like fireworks, enveloping the two figures locked in combat!

Gern's swordsmanship lacked any swordsmanship techniques; it was purely about wide, sweeping strikes. Each strike carried terrifying force and high-frequency vibrations, attempting to crush the opponent's exquisite swordsmanship with absolute power.

However, Hawkeye was completely different. His swordsmanship had reached a state of perfection. Often, at the very moment before the swords clashed, the tip of his blade would tremble slightly as if it possessed a life of its own.

In this way, one can avoid the sharpest frontal attack of the Eight Directions by the slightest difference, or use extremely skillful force to block and deflect from the side, thus dissipating most of the terrifying vibration force.

"Swoosh!" A flash of sword light streaked past, leaving a mark on Gern's shoulder!

"Swoosh!" Another sword light sliced ​​through, tearing his trouser leg and leaving a bloody gash!

Hawkeye's sword is too fast, too tricky, and too precise!

Often, as soon as Gern blocked a frontal slash, he would feel a chilling coldness in his ribs or back!

"Tsk!" Gern frowned.

He could sense that his opponent was using his absolutely superb swordsmanship to gradually compress his space for exerting force, limiting the full release of his destructive power.

It's like using countless fine yet incredibly strong threads to wrap around and bind a prehistoric behemoth.

If things continue like this... a prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat!

"Bang!" Gern suddenly exerted force, deflecting the frontal slash with his sword, and used the momentum to leap back half a step, trying to create distance and regroup.

But Hawkeye had no intention of giving him a chance. Just as Gern's momentum from his backward leap was about to dissipate, Hawkeye seized the fleeting opening.

Gripping the black sword Night tightly with both hands, his domineering aura surged wildly into the blade like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

The chaotic, overlapping patterns of the T-shaped designs seemed to come alive, emitting a chilling, eerie light!

He seemed to become one with the sword, transforming into an extreme sharpness that could tear the heavens and the earth apart!

A fine, condensed dark green line, moving at a speed beyond comprehension, slashed towards Gern!

This strike has abandoned all the fancy moves, leaving only the purest speed, power, and the will to cut through everything!

Wherever the sword passed, space seemed to be silently cleaved open with a tiny yet eternal black rift!

The deadly sense of crisis pierced Gern's spine like an ice pick!

There's no way to avoid it! Even a block might be breached by this extreme sword strike!

In that split second, Gern made an astonishing response.

Instead of forcefully blocking or dodging, he suddenly plunged the Black Blade Eight Desolations into the ground beside him!

"Boom!" An energy barrier formed by vibrating particles instantly rose from the ground, blocking the thin dark green line!

Almost simultaneously, the dark green line slashed down!

"Swoosh!!" There was no violent explosion, only a teeth-grinding cutting sound!

The barrier formed by the vibrating particles was smoothly cut in two!

But it was thwarted for a moment!

In that fleeting moment of gain, Gern had already turned to the side, his left hand's five fingers wreathed in unprecedentedly violent shockwaves and Conqueror's Haki.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, precisely grabbing Hawkeye's wrist holding the knife!

Hawkeye's pupils contracted, completely unprepared for Gern's dangerous counterattack, and at such a distance, he couldn't react in time!

"Snap!" Gern's hand gripped Hawkeye's wrist, which was holding the knife, like an iron clamp!

High-frequency vibrations and domineering energy erupted instantly, frantically impacting Hawkeye's Armament Haki defense!

"Ugh!" Hawkeye groaned, feeling a sharp pain in his wrist, as if his bones were about to shatter!

The trajectory of Black Blade Night's slash was forcibly deflected!

"Boom!!!" The terrifying, dark green slash grazed past Gern's body.

It sliced ​​open a huge, endless abyss in the distant ruins behind him and even the sea beyond, and the seawater could not close up for a long time!

The two were locked in an extremely dangerous struggle!

Hawkeye tried to pull his sword back, but Gern held his wrist tightly, the force of the impact constantly striking him, while his right hand raised the black sword, Eight Desolations!

"The world's best swordsmanship... I've witnessed it." Gern looked at Hawkeye, who was so close to him, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "But now, it's my turn!"

"Heavenly Tremor - Eight Desolations Slash!"