Marine Is A Bad Guy, Kizaru Is Not - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Halo Dragon Head Dance!——Mihawk Version.

New World, the base of the Red Hair Pirates.

Red Hair Pirates

A coffin boat slowly sailed into the harbor, a unique cold breath emanating from the hull, as if the surrounding air was stagnant because of its arrival.

The crew members of the Red Hair Pirates immediately became alert, their eyes fixed on the coffin ship moving forward.

“Wow, Hawkeye?”

“What are you doing here at our station?”

But Mihawk did not react at all. His eyes were stern, his steps were calm, and he walked towards the deepest part of the base without saying a word.

“Yo, Hawkeye?”

A familiar voice came from the side.

The man was tall, wearing a dark blue cloak with a spiral pattern, with gray hair slicked back and a cross-shaped scar on the left corner of his forehead.

Ben Beckman, the vice-captain of the Red Hair Pirates.

Old, middle-aged and young Third Generation Captain and Royal Vice~(Xiao Yang’s current computer desktop~)

“captain!”

Beckman shouted in a low voice, and red-haired Shanks walked out of the boat leisurely.

Shanks was wearing an unbuttoned white shirt, tan cropped trousers and flip-flops.

His eyes lingered on Mihawk for a moment, a smile playing on his face.

“Mihawk? You’re a rare visitor!”

“Are you here to challenge me to a duel?”

Mihawk snorted and said calmly: “Humph, what’s the point of fighting with this one-armed man?”

He took out the Donghai Daily from his pocket and gently handed it to Shanks, “Take a look.”

Shanks raised his eyebrows slightly, took the newspaper, flipped it open, and quickly scanned the familiar words until he saw the reward notice.

At that moment, the image of the character on the paper came into view – the iconic smiling face of Straw Hat Luffy, which was both familiar and made people laugh.

Shanks took the bounty, looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahaha!”

“Luffy, are you here?”

He casually handed the newspaper to Beckman beside him, his eyes full of relief and expectation, “I’ll be waiting for you in New World!”

Shanks turned to the crew members around him, still smiling, and commanded: “Hey, boys, prepare the banquet! We have something big to celebrate today!”

“Mihawk, would you like to drink some too?”

“Not interested. I had a lot of fun this time and I’m going to go back and have a good rest.”

Mihawk stood aside and shook his head slightly, “I was about to go home and sleep, but when I saw this,”

“I remembered you mentioned the little ghost from the East Daxia Sea before, so I brought him here for you to see.”

At this time, Beckman looked up from the side, pointed at the headline of the newspaper, and asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes: “Mihawk, is it true what is written here? ‘There is a knife method that you cannot comprehend’?”

Mihawk glanced at the newspaper and nodded, “Indeed, that knife move by Yichen boy was very mysterious and imaginative.”

He paused, his eyes flickered, “But I have figured out some tricks on the way here.”

“oh?”

Red-haired Shanks was telling his men to prepare a banquet. He turned around when he heard this, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. “Yichen kid?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Is that the bad major from the East Daxia Sea that you mentioned before?”

“I always thought that the ‘breathing school’ he mentioned was just a scam.”

Mihawk was silent for a moment, his eyes deep, and he responded in a low voice, “Shanks, do you think I would be fooled by that little trick?”

“Hahahahahaha!”

Shanks laughed even more wantonly, his laughter was loud, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes: “It’s hard to say, isn’t it? After all, you like to stay at home so much and don’t bother to talk to people. Who knows when you will be deceived?”

Mihawk frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low and threatening: “Shanks, I think you really want to duel with me again.”

His hand slowly reached behind him and grasped the legendary black knife – “Night”.

“That’s exactly what I meant!”

Shanks shrugged and put his hand on the “Griffin” at his waist.

“Come, let me see what’s so special about the ‘breathing school’ you advocate!”

“Then you just watch!”

Mihawk’s voice was cold, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the black knife “Night” from behind.

In an instant, an astonishing sense of oppression spread from his body. The air around seemed to solidify instantly, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The members of the Red Hair Pirates all showed horrified expressions. It was not the first time they saw these two strong men fighting, but the atmosphere today seemed particularly different.

“Get out of the way! The Captain and Hawkeye are about to fight!”

Beckman was acutely aware of the change in atmosphere, and he immediately waved his hand to signal the members around him to retreat quickly and evacuate the ordinary crew members who might be affected.

The people around also began to panic, fearing that they would be involved in the battle between these two top powers.

Mihawk looked up at the sky, the sun was shining brightly.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth of the sun and the direction of the wind. His breathing gradually became steady, and his breath gradually merged with the surrounding nature.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, and his whole aura suddenly exploded.

“call–”

Mihawk took a deep breath, then quickly adjusted his breathing rhythm, tightly holding the black knife “Night” in his hand, the blade flashing a cold light in the sun.

At that moment, he seemed to have become the medium between the sun and the dragon, the sword and the heart were in harmony, and the heart and nature were in harmony.

“Type 11—”

Mihawk murmured in a low voice, and then, he suddenly burst into action like a flying dragon, and the shadow of the knife was like a soaring dragon, attacking Shanks with flaming murderous aura.

When Shanks saw Mihawk’s attack, his pupils contracted instantly. His observation Haki had already seen the future of this knife. He realized the power of this attack and it actually made him feel palpitations.

“Damn it!”

Shanks cursed under his breath, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness rising in his heart.

The sharpness of the sword was beyond his understanding of Mihawk.

Careless…

The strike before him was definitely not an ordinary sword technique.

The sword swung by Mihawk is very powerful!

The sword is strong, and the sword skills are even stronger!!!

This blow will tear the entire island apart and overturn it. I must stop it!

“Stop, Mihawk! Wait—”

Shanks spoke out to stop it, but it was too late.

Mihawk’s eyes were focused only on the knife that was about to be swung. His movements were like a flash of lightning, quick and merciless.

“Dazzling Dragon Head Dance!”

Mihawk let out a low roar, and swung the black knife “Night” out like lightning. The blade seemed to have really ignited the surrounding air. The hot blade was as dazzling as the scorching sun, and the light illuminated the entire battlefield.

The sword energy turned into a huge fire dragon, dancing in the air, winding and soaring, bringing a sense of oppression towards Shanks.

At this moment, Shanks’ eyes widened, his heart filled with shock.

He could feel that this attack was not simply a force, but a completely new sword technique that went beyond the limit.

The “breathing school” that Mihawk mentioned actually exists, and it even possesses this kind of mysterious breath that can fight against the power of nature.

Breathing School…What exactly is it?

Who is that mysterious Marine Major Yichen?

Shanks was filled with surprise, but there was obviously no time to explore it now.

He saw the fire dragon roaring towards him, the temperature around him rose instantly, and the air was filled with hot energy.

There is no other way, we must respond with all our strength!

“It’s the only way!”

Shanks’s expression tightened, and he tightly grasped the “Griffin” at his waist with his right hand. The bright red Conqueror’s aura wrapped around the blade like a flame, and red light lit up around him.

“drink!!!”

He shouted, and the domineering spirit behind him suddenly appeared like a red griffin. With a cry like a lion or a griffin, Shanks waved the Griffin, and the domineering blade cut through the air and headed straight for That fire dragon.

“God avoid!!!”

God does not avoid me!