Kuro's "Mysterious God's Romantic Style" has already been experienced, but Mihawk wants to experience more.

The move he called the 'Four Gods' Secret Technique' was Clow's trump card, and Mihawk also wanted to experience that new form with its murderous aura surrounding its entire body.

But that was a full-fledged battle, not a swordsmanship sparring match.

Mihawk is the world's greatest swordsman, but not invincible; he understands this perfectly well.

Although he is very strong, if the competition is about swordsmanship, then he can only feel a little regretful.

Otherwise, this type of island wouldn't be able to satisfy them.

If we really want to compare swordsmanship, close combat is the best choice. So, let's fight with sword against sword!

"Change your sword, Kuro. That sword can't compare to my black sword 'Night'," Mihawk said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Kuro glanced at the large black sword.

The black sword is a symbol of hardness. This Supreme Grade Sword is naturally hard enough, but it is not without its differences. Each Supreme Grade Sword has its own unique characteristics.

A swordsman's main fighting strength lies in his sword; the characteristics of the sword determine the characteristics of its master.

This black sword, 'Night,' is actually a very 'soft' sword, so Mihawk can combine 'strength and softness' and use it for both 'fast and slow' techniques.

There's also a flying slash...

In their exchange, Kuro discovered that Kuro's slashes could be freely varied, with control over their hardness and softness, airtime and destructive power, slash distance, and slash size.

Kuro can't do that.

Although I don't want to admit it, his slashes are indeed the strongest in the world today.

Qiu Shui alone is no match for him.

"Tch, you don't need to tell me."

Kuro scoffed, glanced at the sky, and suddenly a ball of golden light descended from the now clear sky.

The arrival of the golden light caused all the onlookers to look up.

“Mr. Kuro is serious.”

Chloe pursed her lips and said, "But if that's the case, this place..."

Although it's an island outside the harbor, it's so close. If a war really breaks out, can this place really be preserved?

Lida looked at them, pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's alright, Kuro knows what he's doing. He doesn't seem to be fighting at full strength."

"That thing..."

Shanks stared at the falling golden light, his expression turning solemn: "That's pretty impressive."

He was also a swordsman, and he could sense what was hidden within that golden light, the terror it contained.

"The stage for you has arrived!"

Kuro shouted loudly and descended from the golden light. When he arrived, the golden light disappeared, revealing a long strip of gold. He reached out and touched the front of the gold, and the gold dispersed, revealing a long hilt of a sword.

boom!

As Kuro grasped it, a large amount of blood energy spread out, enveloping the entire island and continuing to expand outwards.

"murderous look!"

Shanks broke out in a cold sweat before the murderous aura even reached the port.

Even before he arrived here, he could sense the intensity of its killing intent, which was far greater than the killing intent he had just experienced when he was battling with his Conqueror's Haki.

"So that's it, it's that knife."

Shanks exclaimed in realization, "Luo Gui, that killing intent blade... only this sword can achieve such a feat. A man filled with fierce killing intent has obtained a sword that can freely unleash that killing intent; it's quite fitting."

Ben Beckman shouted, "Everyone stay alert! Be careful! Don't let yourself get caught up in the murderous frenzy; that thing can affect your mind!"

Upon hearing this, the cadres behind him all stepped back, but the blood-red shield, which had only expanded to the port, suddenly contracted, gathering all the gold in the remaining gold.

Kuro gave a disdainful smile, gripped the hilt of the sword, and flicked it to the side, knocking aside the gold package to reveal the cold, long blade.

"Show your might, Luo Gui!"

At that moment, the blade suddenly transformed into a black-backed blood blade, with golden lightning crackling across it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kuro moved, creating a bloody shadow.

Mihawk's pupils contracted, and he instinctively raised the black sword 'Night', holding it horizontally in front of him.

when! !

A blood-stained blade rested on his sword, rippled lightly in the air, and kicked up a cloud of dust beneath their feet.

There was nothing else.

The imposing manner was brought under control.

This is just a simple comparison of swordsmanship, using the finesse of the swordsmanship to determine the level of skill.

If the battleground beneath your feet becomes problematic, or if it affects the surrounding area, then it is a failure of your own swordsmanship.

Being able to release something is nothing special; being able to retract it is what's truly impressive.

Mihawk's lips curled into a smile. He thrust forward, his black blade deflecting Kuro's longsword. He took a step forward, his arms moving with lightning speed, and the large black blade flashed with a dark green light.

Kuro lowered his eyes slightly, took only half a step back, and quickly thrust Luo Gui downwards, wedging him in the center of the light.

when!

It was the same crisp sound, and it only stirred up a small circle of dust.

As the light faded, Mihawk's great black sword was revealed, firmly held in place by Kuro.

Mihawk thrust forward, the black blade lodged in the center aimed straight at Kuro's chest. Kuro shifted his weight, leaping into the air and using Ragi as a support, he stood upside down in the air, while simultaneously moving his arm.

"Drunkenly carrying a gourd!"

The long blade swept open, leaving a trail of black and red light, and swept downwards directly towards Mihawk's throat.

At that moment, Mihawk took a step forward and forcefully pulled out the 'Night' sword, which intersected with the incoming light, creating a series of sparks. The light deviated from its original trajectory and struck Mihawk's face directly, producing a 'whooshing' sound as it cut through the air.

After deviating from its trajectory, Mihawk's blade spun, transforming into a giant semicircle in front of him as he lunged forward, slashing directly at Kuro, who was standing upside down in the air.

when! !

A crisp collision sound rang out, and Kuro's body was thrown backward, flipping once in the air before landing steadily without making a sound.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he took a step forward, lifting Luo Gui to his face, holding him horizontally with both hands, slowly exhaling, his eyes gradually glowing red, "Mihawk, you'd better be careful in a simple swordsmanship contest."

"Ah...that's what I was hoping for too."

Mihawk brandished his great black sword and laughed, "Come on, Kuro, let me savor this long-lost passion!"

"Be careful, or your blood might get cold..."

Kuro took a step forward, pulling the Luo Gui he was holding even further back, and said with narrowed eyes, "Let me see the real thing..."

call!

Luo Gui thrust forward, and the crimson blade instantly split into three, swiftly locking onto all of Mihawk's moving positions.

"Swallow Return!!"

The True Swallow Return technique itself requires the use of a long sword!