Chapter 9: God-like man, Sword Emperor White!

Style: Fantasy Author: late summer spring breezeWords: 2427Update Time: 24/01/13 10:25:35
The island of the swordsman, low in the sky.

A shining pillar of thunder fell from the sky and went straight to the head of the steamed bun.

But the steamed bun was still unhurried and disappeared into the distance immediately. The thunder pillar came down and punched a hole in the ground.

When I looked at the steamed buns again, they had moved to another position.

The speed is actually faster than lightning?

"Is the joke a little too much?"

Although Kizaru's tone was as slow as usual, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

This was the second time in his life that he had this kind of look. The first time was when he was fighting Lei Yin in the Chambord Islands, and this was the second time.

He would never believe that there were still people in this world who could travel faster than lightning and light.

"Young man, have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

While talking, Kizaru had moved closer to the steamed bun, and his right leg turned into a beam of light, suddenly falling towards the steamed bun.

But Mantou didn't move this time. The sword behind him appeared in his hand at some point and was placed above his head, easily blocking Kizaru's kick.

When Kizaru saw Mantou's calm eyes, an emotion arose in his heart called "fear".

I am light, but I can't move faster than the person in front of me; my light waves can flatten an island, but I can't do anything to the person in front of me.

Kaido and Big Mom are no match for him.

Kizaru himself was one of the three great generals, but he had never seen or even heard of such an existence in forty or fifty years.

This man——

"No Knife Style·Wind Pressure!"

Just as Kizaru was hesitating, a hurricane unexpectedly spread out from the steamed bun and blew Kizaru away.

It seems that Mantou has no intention of killing Kizaru.

"Is this guy a god or a monster?" Even Garp couldn't help but mutter.

Does such a thing really exist in the world?

At this time, the navy and pirates completely ceased fighting, and both looked at the steamed buns floating in the low sky.

Compared to the three great generals, the Four Emperors, and the Shichibukai, it seems that the people in the air are the most dangerous.

Lei Yin suddenly remembered something and said to the air: "Hey! Bai, are you Mr. Bai?"

Bai, born on Sword Master Island in the New World, is the master of Gris, the "Wandering Sword Emperor", and is known as the Sword Emperor.

He is a legend, known as Sword Emperor White.

"Sword Emperor's White?"

"Isn't that just a story?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"It must be nonsense. If he lived to this day, he would be close to 200 years old."

"Hey, you saw it just now. Isn't this a dream? If you have such strength, it's not surprising at your age, right?"

"Are you sure we're not dreaming?"

The navy and pirates below were actually talking a lot, and some even wondered whether what they saw in front of them was an illusion.

When Leiyin mentioned Gris, Hawkeye frowned slightly.

He remembered the battle a few years ago.

One day, Gris came to Kraigana Island to challenge Eagle Eye.

The two fought for two days and two nights, with neither victory nor defeat.

That battle is also known as the legendary battle.

Because of his superb swordsmanship, Gris wandered around without fighting for his reputation, and was dubbed the "Wandering Sword King".

Is this the master of a swordsman who rivals the best swordsman in the world?

"Your Excellency, Jorakor Mihawk, I would like to see Sir Bai for your advice."

Seeing the strength that Mantou showed just now, Hawkeye also believed that this person was Bai, and stepped on the [Moon Step] into the air.

The black knife struck through a green light in the night, approaching the steamed bun's face.

"The strength is okay, but the speed is still a bit lacking."

Steamed Bun uttered this comment and swung down the three-foot straight-edged sword.

The two swords collided, and Hawkeye felt his mouth go numb, and his whole body flew out like a paper kite with its string cut off.

The world's strongest swordsman, 'Hawkeye' Joracol Mihawk, was defeated!

Maybe he is no longer number one in the world.

"Hahaha, that's interesting!"

Whitebeard shouted boldly, raised his fist, the air shattered like a mirror, and the power of shock spread.

"Pluto!"

"Bad mouth!"

Akainu and Aokiji also stepped up on the moon steps, and lava and ice also rushed towards Shiro.

"The Explosive Sword!"

Jin, the leader of the three disasters, waved two devil-like wings and rose into the air. The blade was wrapped with flames that were more than ten feet long and headed down toward Bai Dang.

Almost all the emperor's deputy pirates and vice-admirals also took action, and countless attack moves hit Shiro.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The destructive energy covered Bai in mid-air.

Swift wind, thunderstorm, ice, fire——

These are the top attacks in the world.

Bai's figure did not move.

At that moment, it seemed like it was really still for him.

With a thought, the three-foot straight-edged sword instantly turned into thousands of swords.

Bai himself seemed like a divine king bathing in that mountain of swords and sea of ​​swords.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!!"

The swords flew out one after another, instantly neutralizing all attacks.

Everyone who rushed into the air was shot down.

Bai's thoughts moved, and all the sword blades rushed towards the ground, raining down.

Thousands of identical swords condensed into substance.

But the strange thing is that all the swords were stuck on the ground and no one was hurt.

Such a miraculous method made everyone stunned again.

In other words, if you think nothing of it, you can kill all the people here with just a few moves!

No matter it is the three great generals, the four emperors or whatever, their strength is at the level of ants compared to him.

It's really that man, that legend.

He is Sword Emperor Zhibai!

Roger, Whitebeard and others were all juniors in front of him.

"Please give me face, leave my hometown, and don't destroy it here. If any of you haven't fought enough, I'm here to accompany you."

Sword Emperor Zhibai's tone remained unchanged.

But at this time, his words were already convincing.

In front of him, the four emperors were vulnerable.

Surely no one wants to get into trouble with this.

At this time, both the navy and the pirates put down their weapons.

The best way to stop a fight is to have more power than both parties fighting.

At any time, power is the best right to speak.

The people returned to their ships and the battle ended.

No one dares to mention the historical text anymore.

When Lei Yin returned to the ship, he found a large blueprint dropped on the deck.

Lei Yin picked up the drawing and opened it. There were some words on it that he couldn't understand.

This is actually a rubbing of the historical text.

Buckshot and Robin also expressed joy.

No matter what, this trip was not in vain.

Below the historical text, there are a few lines of text.

Brother Leiyin:

Thank you for inviting me to dinner. It is fate that you and I can meet each other. This is a reward for your kindness, I hope you like it.

--white

That's right, the steamed buns are Sword Emperor White.

This rubbing was given to Lei Yin by him.

Sword Emperor White is mysterious and powerful, like a god, and his legend has been passed down——

(Acknowledgements at the end of the volume)

PS: This volume is dedicated to my big brother [Bai] in the group for his continuous support. I would like to express my gratitude!