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“Shaving!”

Brush!

The speed of the toes stepping on the ground dozens of times in a row, thus making Ye Feng’s instant extremely fast.

Almost an afterimage, he came to Cavendi, and then the dark purple blade ghost cry on his hand burst out a dark purple edge.

Face the downward blade and slash upwards in an instant!

Suddenly, a sense of purgatory seemed to make the surrounding temperature drop, making people shudder.

“Ghost chop, chop!”

“So fast!”

When the surrounding navies saw this scene, their hearts jumped.

Rao is a peach rabbit, and she can’t help but flash a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Because the cultivation of the six styles requires a powerful physique, and in an instant, this speed bursts out, you can imagine how far Ye Feng’s small physique has been built even at this age!

At this time, Cavendyte’s pupils condensed slightly in an instant, and a touch of solemnity flashed.

“Round dance—– chop!”

The Western sword Durandel, which was originally slashed upward, was changed by him to slash downward.

Although it is forcibly transformed, the explosive power is still like tearing the air, representing Cavendiet’s strength in Jianhao!

Subsequently.

A gorgeous waltz-like slash tore the sky, and a dazzling light flashed from the sky in this bluestone square.

And what collided with it was a dark purple lone light, and several slashes crossed in an instant!

At this moment, the dazzling sparks of friction burst out as two naturally hostile swords collided, striking a chorus.

Several tears appeared in the trench coat on Cavenshutt’s body instantly, and on the other hand, Yefeng said that there was also a word in front of his clothes that was directly cut by the friction wind.

However, the clothes were broken, and the two were not injured.

It also means that they have defended each other’s slashes in an instant just now!

At least reduce the level of damage to the level of only being wiped through clothes.

“Worthy of being my chosen opponent.”

After Cavendish said approvingly, Durandel, who rubbed the sparks, separated from Ghost Cry, he jumped back three steps, opened the distance, and played the most powerful attack of the Western sword.

“But — my opponent, but the guy now known as Hawkeye!”

As soon as the voice sank, Cavendish jumped up and Durandel, who was shining with gems, tore through the air and stabbed directly, as if through the air.

“Beautiful Sword Blue!”

“Shave, shave!”

Cavendish gracefully penetrated the blow, and Night Maple was a different tearing dark light.

The two collided again in an instant.

The sparks of friction burst out, and the powerful air flow emanated from the two of them.

There is no doubt that in terms of swordsmanship alone, the sword art of Cavendish who has been using Western swords for many years will not be worse than Ye Feng, who has only cultivated for a few days at present.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

The two kept fighting, and various moves were used.

Scratches appeared on the bluestone floor of this square.

And even the statue in the center was affected.

However, the town’s residents did not cause ill will.

Because if it were not for the appearance of the Navy, they would now be killed by pirates and do not even know where to catch.

So, in comparison, there is nothing to lose.

……

However, Cavendiet’s swordsmanship is comparable to that of Night Feng.

But the winner and loser were quickly distinguished.

This is reflected in the physical strength of the two.

After all, Cavendiet’s practice is mainly based on swordsmanship.

Night Feng, on the other hand, is mainly based on physical skills, supplemented by swordsmanship.

His stamina, stamina, strength, and physical stats are much higher than Cavendith’s.

Therefore, now Cavendish has begun to gasp, while Ye Feng’s physical strength has consumed less than one-fourth.

There is no doubt that if it is a battle of life and death, Cavendish will definitely lose.

Not only comparing the swordsmanship of the two, but also physical strength.

Don’t forget that Ye Feng’s sword art has only been cultivated for a few days, and what he is really powerful is his own physical skills!

“Woohoo~”

Cavendiet’s strength had plummeted, and he gasped, holding Durandle and preparing to deliver a blow.

But after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

Because as a result, he already knew.

It is useless to go any further.

Even if the two of them did not release their most powerful moves, as well as domineering, because of the name of competition, this is the case.

“Forget it, in the next admit defeat, you are really a… Little monster. ”

Cavendish shook his head, and then saw him dragging his tired body and sitting under the statue in the square that was only half half left, panting, resting to recover (Deno) strength.

“If it’s an actual battle, even if I defeat you, I’m afraid it’s a little difficult not to get hurt.”

Ye Feng said truthfully to Cavendiet’s praise.

“Hahaha, you guy, but it seems that my sword art still needs to be practiced.”

After Cavendish was hit by Night Maple and suffered 10,000 damage in his heart, he raised his head and laughed.

However, Cavendish knew very well in his heart that he would probably encounter a swordsman with unlimited potential in the future when he competed for the position of the first swordsman.

Even if he does defeat Hawkeye, Jorakor Mihawk, he can’t guarantee the festival.

He is the world’s number one swordsman, because the opponent in front of him now deeply makes him feel the strength and potential of the other party. _

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