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Chapter 28

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As a master of the Tendo style, Mikuru Tendou 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 fitness growth is also very large; perhaps the physical fitness he gains in a few seconds is equal to the sum of your physical fitness."

Avenger: "There's such a thing?!"

Kaguya-sama: "I didn't believe it when I first heard it, 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 eyes were naturally very sharp.

Besides noticing Mihawk's exquisite swordsmanship and Lin Que's terrifying physical fitness like Mikuru Tendou, 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 driven to a desperate situation on the screen, a realization arose 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.

Strictly speaking, whether the exchange between the two 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 start to finish, the exchange between the two was completely a one-sided crushing.

If it weren't for Lin Que intentionally holding 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.

"What a monster."

With his whole body feeling like it 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 care 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 remaining."

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

At least he could live.

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

Lin Que took out a golden card from his bosom.

This is a Laplace Paper, a Gift that Shirayasha gave him as a package when she gave him the Divine Spirit before.

Besides being able to identify the root of a person's power, this thing also doubles as a storage item.

The prizes Lin Que won from participating in Gift Games over the past half month, as well as several item-type Gifts he bought from Shirayasha, 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 ended; 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, a violent pain, unprecedented, 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 a futile effort.

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

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

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.

ECHO is disabled. ===== CHAPTER 30 =====

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