Chapter 104

The blade was clear and cold, with cold light overflowing, and a faint smell of blood emanated from it.

Tenguyama Hitetsu said:

"Ever since this sword was forged by my ancestor Kotetsu, it has had several owners, but all of them met with misfortune."

"Green-haired kid, you better think it through; once you accept this cursed sword, you must be prepared to encounter misfortune at any time!"

Zoro didn't look scared at all.

He grinned, his eyes carrying a light called confidence and ambition.

"I am the man who will become the world's greatest swordsman; if I'm even afraid of a sword, then I'm not worthy of being a swordsman!"

Zoro slowly raised the Second Generation Kitetsu.

"I remember Master Kozaburo once told me that every sword has its own consciousness and will choose its own master."

"Second Generation Kitetsu, if you also have your own consciousness, then tell me, do I have the qualifications to be your master!"

Saying this, Zoro suddenly threw the Second Generation Kitetsu into the air.

And held his right arm out flat.

Waiting for the Second Generation Kitetsu to fall.

"Ah, Green-haired Big Brother, hurry and move your arm away, your arm will be cut off!"

The little girl Otama opened her mouth wide and screamed.

Tenguyama Hitetsu was also shocked, looking at Zoro incredibly:

"Kid, I haven't seen a swordsman like you for a long time; Koushiro really took in a good disciple!"

"Your strongest swordsman heart, the Second Generation Kitetsu will definitely feel it!"

Zoro's mouth curled, and he closed his eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The Second Generation Kitetsu rotated and fell.

With the sharpness of this Great Grade Sword, just touching Zoro's arm would be enough to cut it off entirely.

The distance was getting closer and closer.

Tenguyama Hitetsu widened his eyes.

Famous cursed sword, is this green-haired guy the master you choose?!

Otama was so nervous and scared that she had already covered her eyes.

Finally.

The Second Generation Kitetsu fell to a position where it could cut Zoro's arm, but it perfectly drew an arc and stuck into the floor.

Zoro's right arm was safe and sound.

Otama was stunned.

Tenguyama Hitetsu smiled with relief.

Zoro picked up the Second Generation Kitetsu and said to Hitetsu:

"Thanks, Old Man, this sword is simply too great!"

"I feel a very rich demonic aura from it, no, to be precise, it's ghost-qi. I can't wait to try it out!"

Zoro said goodbye directly and ran out.

"Goodbye, Old Man and Otama!"

He was going to the gravity training room to get familiar with the Second Generation Kitetsu.

Otama looked at Zoro's excited back and asked Hitetsu curiously:

"Master, are you really going to give him that sword? That's your most precious treasure. Last time Big Brother just took a look, you were so nervous."

Otama was referring to the first time Luo Xing went to see the master and disciple.

At that time, Luo Xing noticed the Second Generation Kitetsu, but because it wasn't the Supreme Grade Sword, the First Generation Kitetsu, Luo Xing wasn't very interested.

And Tenguyama Hitetsu didn't have any intention of giving the sword to him.

Hitetsu said:

"The Second Generation Kitetsu has already chosen its master; even if I'm unwilling, it's no use."

"Besides, as a swordsmith, what's so strange about entrusting one's dream to a true swordsman?"

Otama scratched her little head, not understanding at all.

But it didn't stop her from continuing to drink red bean soup happily.

Since moving to the General's Mansion in Kuri, Otama's life had been better than ever, ten thousand times better than before!

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Luo Xing had been cultivating in the intermediate Time Gravity Chamber for seven whole days, equivalent to nearly two years in the outside world.

When he came out, he didn't have the suffocating, imperceptible majesty he used to have.

Before, it was sharp and exposed; now, it was more like returning to simplicity.

Clearly, Luo Xing had reached a higher level in his own cultivation realm.

Luo Xing had just arrived at the General's Mansion in Flower Capital when he saw Zoro waiting at the door.

"Anything up, Zoro?" Luo Xing asked.

Zoro walked up to Luo Xing excitedly and said:

"Lord Luo Xing, I want to challenge you to a sword duel!"

"Oh?" Luo Xing raised an eyebrow and laughed, "It seems you've been cultivating well in the gravity chamber and are very confident."

Zoro grinned: "I have indeed made progress."

Zoro, who had consumed a Dragon-level Monster Cell, had no shortcomings in physique, speed, strength, etc.

His main direction of cultivation was his understanding of swordsmanship and his control over Haki.

With Zoro's comprehension and potential, these two things were cultivated very quickly.

Luo Xing said: "Good, then let's practice. I also want to loosen up my bones."

Zoro was overjoyed, swung his thick, sturdy arms, and said:

"Then Lord Luo Xing must be careful; I got a good sword a few days ago and have developed a brand new swordsmanship."

Luo Xing smiled slightly, glancing at one of the three swords at Zoro's waist.

"It's the Second Generation Kitetsu, huh? Tenguyama Hitetsu was actually willing to give you this sword."

"Come on, let me see your new swordsmanship."

Zoro drew all three swords together, Wado Ichimonji in his mouth, Second Generation Kitetsu in his right hand, and a normal sword in his left hand.

"Three-Sword Style: 108 Pound Phoenix!"

Three blue slashing waves were fired.

Zoro used a big move he had just developed not long ago right from the start.

Because he knew that facing such a powerhouse, those small moves were useless and would only make people laugh.

Luo Xing's expression was calm.

Until the 108 Pound Phoenix was right in front of him, he raised the scabbard of Enma and deflected the slashing waves.

He didn't even draw his sword.

Zoro's pupils shrank.

Lord Luo Xing is indeed very strong!

But Zoro was not discouraged, stepped on the ground with both feet, and ran fast.

"．‖Armament Haki coating, Black Blade!"

All three swords turned black.

"Three-Sword Style: Onigiri!"

Zoro swung his three swords at high speed, attacking Luo Xing from all directions.

Luo Xing remained calm and composed, still responding with his scabbard.

Clang, clang, clang!

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged a dozen rounds.

Zoro's forehead was already covered in sweat, and he smiled bitterly:

"Lord Luo Xing's strength is truly strong; next is my strongest move, and it's also a swordsmanship I newly developed based on the Second Generation Kitetsu!"

Luo Xing's eyes flickered, vaguely understanding what Zoro's new swordsmanship was.