Chapter 308

Is this a Great Swordsman?

Zoro's eyes instantly became sharp. He gripped his training sword tightly, his whole body trembling slightly, and looked at Karl without saying a word.

"Three Sword Style: Zoro, reporting for duty!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zoro set his stance and rushed toward Karl. This momentum was like a fierce tiger.

Karl shook his head helplessly, took a cigar out of his pocket, lit it, and disappeared from the spot just as Zoro was about to approach.

"What?"

Zoro was shocked, having slashed at nothing. He turned back to look at Karl in disbelief.

"I said, you are too slow. I don't like bullying children."

"Don't look down on people! Draw your sword and fight me!"

Karl exhaled a smoke ring gently, his momentum changed instantly, and a suffocating pressure hit Zoro.

Zoro suddenly felt difficulty breathing, and an urge to kneel and submit surged in his heart for no reason, because only then could he save his own life.

Click, click-click~

Zoro's teeth chattered. He tried his best to resist Karl's momentum suppression, but soon, Karl's momentum disappeared without a trace. Zoro suddenly felt his body relax and let out a sharp gasp.

"Young man, are you sure you want to fight me? You should know very well what the consequences are for a defeated swordsman, right?"

Phew, phew-phew~

After a burst of panting, Zoro's breathing gradually stabilized. He grinned, took off the black headband from his waist, tied it on his head, and looked at Karl "greedily" with his black and white eyes.

"Heh, the moment I decided to become a swordsman, I was already prepared."

While speaking, Zoro carried the two training swords on his back, forming a '#' shape with the sword bitten in his mouth.

"Three Sword Style: Tiger Hunt!"

Although it was called Tiger Hunt, Karl didn't feel the momentum of a tiger hunting at all. If he had to say there was any, it was Zoro's eyes.

Seriously, Zoro's speed was not fast, at least not in Karl's view, which meant Karl had plenty of time to break his moves, but there was no need.

Karl was mainly thinking about which sword he should use to play with Zoro.

Raven, Shusui, and Thunder Rain were all not quite right; using these was purely bullying. He didn't bring a nail clipper or a fruit knife either. Wait!

Karl looked at the cigar in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Armament Haki: Hardening.

The dark brown cigar instantly turned black, shining with a metallic luster, but the only drawback was that it extinguished the cigar.

Watching Zoro rushing over, Karl held the cigar and drew an arc in a lighthearted manner.

Click~

Three broken wooden blade sections flew into the sky, and Zoro, holding the broken swords, lost his balance and lunged toward the ground.

Thump, Zoro fell flat on his face.

"I said, you are too weak now, so weak that I can't even get interested. And, even if you really want to fight me, you have to use a real sword, right?"

"Isn't it a bit too disrespectful to use a training sword?"

Zoro: Then why are you using a cigar?

Zoro, kneeling on the ground, clenched his fists unwillingly. Finger marks were clawed into the ground; one could imagine how hard Zoro was trying.

Why? He had always been training himself with the highest requirements, sharpening himself with the goal of becoming the world's greatest swordsman, but in front of Karl, was even touching him a luxury?

From an angle Karl couldn't see, Zoro's eyes turned red, and tears streamed down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground and splashing dust.

Kuina, can I really become the world's greatest swordsman?

In a trance, Zoro seemed to hear the answer...

Yes! He could. He couldn't give up yet. He was still young and couldn't give up on himself. It must be that he wasn't working hard enough, his training was still far from the highest requirements, his...

But... he had already failed. For a defeated swordsman, there was only one ending. ===== CHAPTER 310 =====