Chapter 15

"The power is not bad."

Facing the terrifying slash coming toward him, Lin Que stood in place without moving at all.

"Is there anything stronger?"

Raising the small cross-shaped knife in his hand, he slashed forward casually.

Boom—!

A terrifying wave of air surged, and the slash that had been inches away shattered in an instant.

The ground that had already been split collapsed further, and a large amount of rubble was blown toward Mihawk by the hurricane, which showed no signs of losing momentum.

"Not a slash..."

Mihawk's gaze sharpened, his body vanished from the spot and reappeared on an open space over ten meters away.

"Caused purely by physical ability?"

Glancing at the ruined ground left behind by the hurricane, his figure vanished again, charging toward Lin Que.

This time, he didn't launch a long-range slash, but chose a head-on confrontation, intentionally probing the other's true strength.

With his Armament Haki trained to the limit activated, Mihawk, his momentum growing further, swung his Black Blade down again.

Bang—!

The small cross-shaped knife, looking like a toy, appeared in the path of the Black Blade and blocked it.

"As the world's greatest swordsman, surely you aren't only at this level."

A loud boom echoed, and Mihawk, who was still in a swinging stance in front of Lin Que, was sent flying instantly, crashing into the ground.

Like a stroll in the park, Lin Que walked slowly toward the crater that had just formed.

"What about your trump cards? Your ultimate moves? Don't hold anything back, just bring them out."

"If you can't satisfy me..."

Lin Que held the small cross-shaped knife high: "I might actually kill you~"

Boom—!

Fan Fan Fan Fan Maxing: "Holy crap! A hundred-meter-high sword slash! You guys are telling me this is swordsmanship?!"

Kaguya-sama: "I didn't expect that man called Mihawk to be this strong."

Asuna: "+1, I thought this world's greatest swordsman Nami mentioned just had refined swordsmanship, but it seems I was too naive."

Demon Slayer Flower Pillar: "Truly astonishing, so swordsmanship can reach this level."

Avenger: "Although that man called Mihawk is strong, that Mr. Lin Que seems to be even more exaggerated."

As a master of the Tendou style, Tendou Kisara could see that Mihawk’s swordsmanship was very exquisite.

Compared to him, Lin Que’s attacks had a kind of beauty of returning to basics.

No technique, just speed and power.

Book-chan: "It’s normal. You just joined the group, so you don't know. Lin Que has a special ability that allows his physical fitness to grow continuously."

Book-chan: "Not only that, the magnitude of Lin Que’s physical growth is also very large. Maybe the physical fitness he gains in a few seconds is equal to the sum of your total physical fitness."

Avenger: "There’s such a thing?!"

Kaguya-sama: "I didn't believe it the first time I heard it either, but after watching his battles a few times, even if I wanted to not believe it, I had to."

Sword Princess: "So amazing..."

Ais stared fixedly at Mihawk and Lin Que.

As a battle-hardened Level 6 adventurer, her eye for talent was naturally very sharp.

Besides noticing Mihawk’s exquisite swordsmanship and Lin Que’s terrifying physical fitness like Tendou Kisara, she also noticed that Mihawk was activating a special power.

Under the blessing of that power, not only was his attack power amplified, but his perception also became much stronger, predicting Lin Que’s attack trajectory several times in advance.

Looking at Mihawk, who was gradually being forced into a desperate situation on the screen, a realization rose in Ais’s heart.

"This is... the power of another world."

"It seems you only have this level."

Lin Que looked calmly at Mihawk, who had fallen to the ground in front of him.

The battle didn't last long.

In a strict sense, whether the two’s exchange could be called a battle was a question.

Mihawk’s full-force blow had no effect, while Lin Que’s casual blow could severely injure him.

From beginning to end, the two’s exchange was completely a one-sided crushing.

If Lin Que hadn't deliberately held back to let the other party perform, the other party would have turned into dust in the first second of the battle, just like Arlong and the others.

"Truly a monster."

Feeling like his whole body was falling apart and about to lose consciousness, Mihawk gave a bitter smile.

"Being so strong, why haven't I heard of your name before?"

"That’s not something you should be concerned about."

Taking the black sword from Mihawk’s hand and spinning it twice, Lin Que stuck it into the ground beside him.

"Right now, you are just a loser."

Mihawk closed his eyes: "Indeed. What are you planning to do? Kill me?"

"No, that would be too wasteful."

Lin Que denied: "You have value in being kept alive."

Mihawk breathed a sigh of relief: "Sounds not bad."

At least he could survive.

"You’d better not be happy too early."

Lin Que took out a golden card from his bosom.

This is a Laplace Paper Sheet, a Gift that White Yaksha bundled and gifted him when he gave him the Divinity earlier.

Besides being able to identify a person’s source of power, this thing also doubles as a storage item.

The prizes Lin Que won from Gift Games over the past half month, as well as several item-type Gifts he bought from White Yaksha, were all inside.

Lin Que flipped through it and pulled out a dagger emitting red light.

[Gift: Enslavement Dagger]

"I was originally planning to use it on [Perseus] after the auction, I didn't expect to have to use it on you first."

Pfft~!

The dagger disappeared from Lin Que’s hand and shot through Mihawk’s left chest.

As if to tear his whole body apart, an unprecedented intense pain spread from the wound, making Mihawk unable to help but let out a scream.

In his perception, invisible threads appeared on his limbs and torso, trying to control his body.

Mihawk erupted with his last bit of strength, wanting to break free from these threads, but found it was just a futile effort.

Besides making one of the threads sway slightly for half a second, it didn't cause any ripples.

A few seconds later, the threads were completely formed, and the intense pain in his body began to slowly subside.

Mihawk reached out and touched his chest, only to find that there were no wounds there except for a patch of blood.

"Stand up."

Lin Que’s voice came from the front, and Mihawk stood up subconsciously.

"This is..."

Just when Mihawk felt at a loss, Lin Que’s voice came again.

"Do a somersault."

"Jump into mid-air and rotate 720 degrees."

"Do a split in the air."

"Dance on the spot."

Mihawk: "?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the world’s greatest swordsman, Mihawk, began his first performance.

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