Fortunately, Kuro had met his parents who died in this life, and he was also grateful that his parents were good-looking, giving him a decent appearance.
"Well, just kidding."
Kizaru shrugged, glancing at the sword at Kuro's waist. "You're a swordsman?"
Kuro immediately shook his head: "No, this is a family tradition. I am more skilled in physical combat, and my swordsmanship is only negligible."
"What a coincidence! I also have some basic swordsmanship skills. Would you like to have a match?"
"General, you're joking. How could I possibly be your match?" Kuro waved his hand dramatically.
"If even the man Hawkeye praised as a potential challenger to his throne is no match for me, then wouldn't I be the world's greatest swordsman?"
Upon hearing this, Kuro's previously upright posture vanished. He remained silent for a moment, then exhaled a smoke ring and relaxed.
"Old man, who told you that?"
"Smoker."
Kizaru laughed and said, "Although Fleet Admiral Sengoku told me to let things take their course, I think it's better to tell you. After all, if a strong person like you doesn't speak up now, it might have a bad influence in the future."
"No wonder that bastard ran so fast just now. Was he afraid I would find out and chase after him to kill him?"
From Kizaru's words, Kuro could easily guess that Sengoku knew about it as well as Kizaru.
Smoker and Aokiji are the closest, so Aokiji must know about it too.
They knew that Garp was almost done as well.
Basically, all the high-ranking officers in the Navy know about it.
Kuro's face was as dark as rain as he looked at Kizaru. "Old man, what do you want?"
Kizaru smiled and said, "Let nature take its course. But as your direct superior, isn't it normal for me to check out my subordinates' abilities?"
Can I say no?
"Well..."
Kizaru shrugged.
The meaning is self-evident.
"Grandpa, to be honest, I have a problem. Although my swordsmanship is good, it's all cursed. Using it once will injure my body, so I really can't use it more often," Kuro said in his last attempt.
Kizaru was just there smiling, his expression like that of a kind old man.
"It's alright. Headquarters has the best medical care. I also know Vegapunk. If all else fails, I can have him modify you."
"Do we really have to fight?"
"I just want to have a friendly spar," Kizaru said with a chuckle. "Don't make such a scary face, it'll frighten me."
"Stop lying, old man."
Kuro stood up, gripping the hilt of his sword. He was already annoyed enough, having been tricked twice in a row, and Smoker's trick was even bigger. Now Kizaru was also nagging him, which only fueled Kuro's anger.
"Get ready to rebuild your office building!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kizaru disappeared from the chair and appeared behind Kuro.
Have you ever been kicked by light?
Bang!
Kuro raised his leg horizontally, his leg covered in Armament Haki blocking Kizaru's kick. He then drew his sword and slashed horizontally at Kizaru.
The blade flashed past a burst of light, and then a foot reappeared on the other side, kicking out fiercely.
Bang!
A large hole appeared at the back of the castle tower, and a figure shot out from there, crashing into the large courtyard behind it, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"This is my courtyard. Let's have a friendly spar here. Otherwise, I'll really be heartbroken if you ruin my office building."
Kizaru stood in the air and spoke casually.
brush!
Amidst the smoke and dust, a golden flying slash flashed, soaring straight into the sky.
"How terrifying, Flying Slash, Great Swordsman."
Kizaru looked surprised, clasped his hands together, and drew out a lightsaber.
"The Kusanagi Sword!"
He gripped his sword with both hands and slashed heavily at the flying strike. The moment they made contact, a shockwave erupted from the air, cracking several walls nearby.
The slash was shattered by him.
"Moonwalk!"
Amidst the smoke and dust, Kuro swiftly stepped into the air, stood before Kizaru, and with a swing of his iaido sword, unleashed a slash.
"Moonlight!"
brush!
A thin, horizontal flash of light streaked past from the front, severing Kizaru's head and leaving behind a burst of golden light.
Kizaru's figure vanished, reappearing not far away. "How terrifying. Iaido. Are you skilled in this kind of swordsmanship?"
"Grandpa, you have a sharp eye!"
Kuro once again swung his sword back into its sheath, the sheath covered in Armament Haki, and his figure suddenly flashed.
"One-Sword Style: Moonwalk Through a Narrow Sky!"
Kuro suddenly appeared behind Kizaru, his blade, imbued with Armament Haki, sheathing itself at that moment.
His preferred swordsmanship, besides Mumyojin Furyu, is indeed Iaijutsu.
All sword techniques are based on Iaijutsu.
With a single cut, he sliced open Kizaru's body.
Kizaru looked at his severed body, pouted and made a surprised expression, completely unaffected, and swung his sword backhand.
when!
Kuro drew his sword with lightning speed, colliding with the lightsaber.
Ta-da!
In the air, the black sword adorned with Armament Haki clashed with the golden sword, exchanging blows several times.
Kizaru is a top-tier Devil Fruit user, a top-tier kicking user in physical combat, and naturally, a top-tier swordsman.
Bang!
Kizaru gripped his sword with both hands and exchanged a few blows with Kuro. Then, he pressed down with his sword, using his ability to stay in the air to pin Kuro down.
As soon as Kuro's feet touched the ground, he jumped up again, ran two fingers across the blade, and the golden light mixed with Armament Haki turned into a black-gold color.
"The Unknown Divine Wind and the Flowing Profound Killing Sword - Flood Dragon!"
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