Whitebeard Beg Me to Come Out At The Start

Chapter 42 In Shichibukai, I would like to call you the strongest

“Do you want to force me to draw a sword even if you bet everything?”

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed faintly.

It seemed that he was slightly moved by Dracule Mihawk’s effort to defend his dignity as a swordsman, and his courage to force himself to draw his sword if he gambled on everything.

“Dying with regret, or dying by the world’s number one sword…”

Dracule Mihawk stared at Luo Feng, who was already close at hand, his eagle eyes flashed like never before.

At the same time, the black sword Ye that Fang Buddha had already integrated with him stabbed out brazenly.

Puff

The green light that even cut a gap in the sky disappeared!

Dracule Mihawk, and his stab with a knife also stalled.

And the index finger that pierced his chest that put the end of it all.

“Doesn’t you retire even if you die?”

Luo Feng glanced at Dracule Mihawk who had been pierced by his index finger, but still did not retreat half a step.

“If I retreat… my past efforts, persistence, and even everything I bet on just now will become meaningless!”

Dracule Mihawk gritted his teeth and gave a low cry.

The place where he was pierced by the index finger suddenly became like black iron.

Obviously, he directly used Armament Haki to harden the pierced position, and then used his own Armament Haki’s hardened flesh and blood to lock Luo Feng’s index finger.

“Get out of the sword!”

The corner of Dracule Mihawk’s mouth raised slightly, and he held the black knife Ye’s right hand and picked it up from bottom to top.

Qian

The slight smile just raised at the corner of his mouth instantly solidified.

Facing the knife he gave his life, Luo Feng did not draw his sword to block as he thought, nor did he dodge.

Instead, he stood upright on the spot, letting his black knife·Ye fall on his body.

But in the end, his knife failed to leave a wound on Luo Feng’s body, not even a trace of scratches.

“What a powerful physique this is!

This man… how powerful is he? ”

Dracule Mihawk gasped.

He could see clearly that Luo Feng did not use Armament Haki!

He took over his black sword night with pure physique.

This simply trampled on his inherent knowledge of Grand Line!

You know, before Luo Feng came out of the mountain, he was the most powerful swordsman in the world!

In his hand is the strongest black knife in the world!

Adding the two together, no one in the world can take his slash without getting hurt!

Kaido is not good!

Nor does Charlotte Linlin!

“You are really amazing!

Among the people I have met, you can also be regarded as one of the best!

After this time I came out of the mountain, among the pirates and Marines I have come into contact with, no one can compare with you except my son Newgate. ”

Luo Feng glanced at the black knife·Ye that had been cut on his chest, and then he couldn’t help but praised:

“In Shichibukai, I would like to call you the strongest!”

Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods!

Don Quixote Doflamingo is definitely number one in the Grand Line!

It’s a pity that compared with the Dracule Mihawk in front of me, it pales in comparison!

I also understand his past, his identity, and his strength!

One was scared to pee!

One forced him to draw his sword with his life!

Although they are both Shichibukai, the gap between the two is huge.

“It is my honour to be able to receive such comments as yours.

It’s a pity…I still failed to get your Excellency to pull out the sword on my waist in the end! ”

When Dracule Mihawk heard the words, his face was a little moved, but at the same time a trace of regret flashed past.

Luo Feng’s identity, status, and strength have been fully understood by him.

In his opinion, it is definitely a great honor to get such an evaluation from this person.

It’s a pity that he still failed!

Even though he bet everything about being a swordsman, he still failed to force Luo Feng to draw his sword!

This is also his biggest regret!

“No need to regret!

There is no need to cling to whether I draw the sword!

Because… I myself am the strongest sword!

To me, all the so-called famous knives in the world are nothing but foreign objects!

Even if it is the supreme sharp knife that all swordsmen in the world are eager for, it is not as good as a finger of mine! ”

Luo Feng’s tone was flat, letting the Buddha state a well-known fact.

For what he said, I witnessed his Dracule Mihawk, Perona and Margau, and the three of them all agreed with him.

They are all convinced of Luo Feng!

Very thorough kind.

“Your Excellency really deserves to be the most powerful swordsman in history!

Regarding the world’s famous sword as nothing!

And only you are truly worthy of the name of invincible in the world! ”

Dracule Mihawk served!

He was completely impressed by Luo Feng’s tolerance and swordsmanship.

Not only does he admit that Luo Feng is the world’s largest swordsman, but he is also the strongest swordsman in history!

At Dracule Mihawk’s admiration, Luo Feng just smiled indifferently, and did not make any comments!

Without him!

Similar words, what is invincible in the world, what is the strongest in history, he has been listening every day since his debut! *