One Piece: King of the World from White Town

Chapter 509: Return to the original intention and transform into Shura Yaksha!

"Are you angry? Since you are also a swordsman, let me see what you are capable of?"

Abel signaled Baby-5 to retreat, and he drew out the Shusui, a huge sharp sword of the st level, the national treasure of Wano Country.

This was obviously a preparation for a sword fight.

Otherwise, if he used all his skills, the process would be too boring.

It would also be a waste of the opponent that you have finally met.

The opponent still said nothing, but rushed over with a sword in hand and swung it.

"Too slow...but the power is pretty good."

Abel easily blocked it with the Autumn Water in his hand, but it made the opponent's wrist numb.

There was a flash of shock in the sturdy man's eyes, as if he didn't expect that the other party, so young, could have such a strong physique.

Whether in speed or strength, they are superior to him!

but……

Swordsmanship is not only a test of speed and strength, but also of skill and will!

The sturdy man's face became serious again, and then he gripped the sword tightly with both hands, and instead of retreating, he advanced and struck back at the opponent.

However, the Qiu Shui in Abel's hand still blocked it accurately.

This time, although there was still a huge force, because the sturdy man held the sword with both hands, when the recoil force was transmitted back, it was not as strenuous as before.

"It works!"

His rich experience of being undefeated in 3,000 fights in the bullfighting arena has given him unparalleled on-the-spot reaction ability. He will not panic when facing any tough opponent, but will respond calmly.

So in a blink of an eye, the two sides fought dozens of moves fiercely like a storm.

The sound of swords clashing seemed to be the only thing here.

What surprised the sturdy man was that although the opponent was so young, he could easily keep up with his fighting rhythm.

No matter how he changed his attacking moves, he could be resolved one by one by the opponent in an extremely precise and simple way.

This really made him confused!

His strong physical fitness can also be understood as a gift. After all, some people are born with supernatural powers, and some people just run faster than others. This is understandable.

So he thought the young man in front of him was in the same situation.

But combat experience is different.

If there is, there is, if there is not, there is not.

It is something that needs to be accumulated through battles and fights.

It took him more than ten years and more than three thousand battles to hone his current skills.

But the young man in front of him not only had extremely superb swordsmanship that was breathtaking, but his combat experience was also so rich that it was difficult to know where to start.

It’s like he was born and raised in a sea of ​​corpses and bones...Yaksha!

As for Abel, as time goes by, the abilities and items he can obtain become more and more powerful.

But at that time, 'Shiroyasha's combat experience and understanding of swordsmanship' was still the thing that influenced him the most!

That was the beginning of his real transformation and change of mindset.

From an ignorant child holding a sharp weapon, he transformed into a calm and murderous Yaksha.

It gave him the capital and mind to truly survive in this world.

Even his subsequent swordsmanship development has been greatly influenced by 'White Yasha'.

It was indeed remarkable to be undefeated in over 1 battles, but how could a 1v battle environment be worse than the experience of struggling to survive in a cannibalistic battlefield and finally surviving? !

It is a horrible hell where everyone around you is your enemy!

It is a killing abyss that will never end and will not stop to let you rest just because you defeat your opponent!

Always be alert and always look behind you.

All the so-called moves actually have only one purpose, and that is to kill everyone that these eyes can see!

This is, Yaksha!

Abel, who had been expressionless since the start of the battle, suddenly changed his aura.

He suddenly gave up on defense, ignoring the sharp sword that was about to brush past his ribs, and then swung his backhand as fast as the wind to strike the opponent's head.

The sturdy man seemed to be shocked by the speed of the counterattack. He opened his eyes wide, stomped his feet hard on the ground, and then flew backwards.

He had to give up the attack, because his sword might not seriously injure the enemy, but the enemy's knife was enough to chop off his head.

Swish!

The sturdy man's shirt was cut open, a faint red line appeared on his chest, and blood flowed out.

If I had reacted a step slower, I would have been killed!

Abel had wanted to see what this guy was capable of, so he seldom fought back.

But from now on, he will be serious.

So he took the initiative to attack for the first time.

In just a moment, the two switched offense and defense.

The sturdy man had a serious expression and could only passively defend himself. He was almost breathless due to Abel's offensive that was like a volcanic eruption.

Even though he was holding the sword with both hands, he gradually began to be unable to withstand the accumulating force.

What made his eyelids twitch even more was that after the enemy in front of him switched from defense to offense, he seemed like a different person.

They only attack and don't defend, and every strike of their sword carries a fierce momentum of fighting to the death and wanting to die together!

It's not like he hasn't fought opponents with similar styles.

But compared with the young man in front of him, the guys he had met before were just second-rate!

Because this kind of fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries and regardless of the consequences can only be used by a truly fearless madman.

Any hesitation or fear will lead to failure.

The person in front of him was as cold as an iceberg, with no fluctuations in his expression or eyes from beginning to end.

Even if he risked his life to fight back, the sword in his hand was already against this guy's chest, and could pierce his heart in the next moment.

The opponent still looked as if he had not moved for thousands of years, and the extremely sharp long knife in his hand still fell towards his neck without hesitation.

hide?

Or die together?

If this question had been asked ten years ago, he would have rushed in without hesitation to see who had the courage!

But at this moment, he thought of his beloved wife and his lovely four-year-old daughter.

He hesitated. He couldn't afford the risk and he didn't want to die!

So he backed off.

He suddenly changed his tactics and blocked the attack with the sword in his hand above his head.

Just heard a clang sound!

One chopped with all his strength, the other responded hastily.

As the huge recoil force came, the sturdy man's face turned red, but he still couldn't block it completely.

As he knelt on one knee, his arm was bent and the long sword cut directly into his shoulder.

Blood splattered everywhere!

In fact, at this point, the winner has been decided.

Abel barely used any other abilities and only used his mediocre Yasha swordsmanship to successfully defeat his opponent.

"You hesitated during the last strike."

“Fear makes your sword no longer sharp, and makes you lose the courage to move forward. This is the reason for your failure.”

"You are no longer a qualified swordsman."

Chapter 510: Determination, Thunder Destruction Sword!

"You are no longer a qualified swordsman."

When Abel's words echoed in the other party's ears, the face of this strong man turned a little pale.

In his current state, if he were to go back and experience those three thousand battles again.

Not to mention completing a game undefeated, the most likely outcome would be being hacked to death in the first thousand games.

The ties of his family seemed to have really become an obstacle for him, making the sword in his hand no longer sharp...

So he put down his sword and lived an ordinary but happy life with his wife.

If he continues like this, perhaps one day in the future he will really no longer be able to lift the sword and will completely bid farewell to his past self.

but……

Why destroy his current happy life?

One day, a swordsman who once chose to put down his sword picks it up again to protect his family. He may feel unfamiliar and his swordsmanship may become dull.

But the determination to protect the family will make this sword extremely sharp, enough to cut through iron and steel!

Cyrus's face, which had been gritting his teeth and persisting, suddenly became extremely firm, and his eyes were full of determination.

"If we can't defeat each other here, Scarlett and Rebecca will be in danger!"

“So, we must win!”

He used all his strength to pull out the sword that was stuck on his shoulder, then jumped up from the ground.

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, pouring all his determination and ties to his family into the sword.

Thunder Destruction Sword!

When the sword was swung from top to bottom, it really seemed as fast as lightning!

Abel's choice was to respect his opponent's final blow. He did not dodge or use any other abilities.

It's just a simple clash of swordsmanship!

He also held Qiu Shui in both hands, and at the moment of drawing the sword, a terrifying phantom of Yaksha seemed to fly out from behind him.

Ittostyle·Shura Yasha!

Swish!

In an instant, the two figures crossed each other and stood back to back.

With a clang, the sword in Cyrus' hand broke immediately, and then a deep, long, and hideous wound was cut diagonally on his entire chest, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

thump……

Cyrus, who almost lost consciousness, fell on his back.

However, out of concern for his family, he used his amazing willpower to prevent himself from falling asleep immediately when darkness fell before his eyes.

"This last sword is good."

"Swordsman, tell me your name."

Abel took a look at his shirt which was torn, and walked to the other person with Qiu Shui in his hand.

"Cyrus, former captain of the kingdom's army."

"You are so young but you have such powerful strength and combat experience that seems to come from fighting with countless people. Who are you? What is your purpose in coming here?"

Cyrus spoke slowly, trying to buy time regardless of his own injuries.

Although Scarlett gave up her status as a princess to be with him.