Chapter 80

What kind of operation is this?

Do swordsmen nowadays play so elegantly? Could it be that he, the world's greatest swordsman, is outdated?

Complaining aside, Mihawk still displayed his Black Blade 'Yoru' in a decent manner.

"This sword is named Yoru, the blade is five feet eight inches long, net weight 18 jin 4 liang, blows hair and cuts hair, cuts iron like mud."

After saying it according to Karl's format, a strange feeling suddenly surged in Mihawk's heart, as if his connection with Yoru had deepened, interesting!

A wonderful spirit burst out in Mihawk's eyes, and the next second he couldn't wait to rush toward Karl and swing his sword.

"Ding~"

Karl held the sword with both hands to block Mihawk's attack, sighing in his heart at Mihawk's immense strength. He could become the world's greatest swordsman absolutely not just because of his sword skills; his physique was equally outstanding.

Mihawk's expression didn't change, continuing to launch fierce attacks toward Karl, using exquisite sword skills to make Karl unable to catch his breath.

Ding ding dang dang!

The two swords collided, making crisp sounds, sparks flying everywhere. Sword marks were dense around the two of them. The surrounding Navy soldiers had already retreated hundreds of meters to avoid being accidentally injured.

"Is Colonel Karl's sword skill this powerful? Actually able to fight the world's greatest swordsman to a standstill!"

"Yeah! Look at Colonel Karl, he's simply at ease."

In reality, Karl's pressure was huge, his spirit highly concentrated, because once he lost focus, Mihawk's sword would strike his vitals directly.

"Not bad, your sword skill is indeed exquisite, but why does it feel a bit rusty? Have you not used a sword for too long?"

Karl couldn't be bothered to care about him. What 'not used a sword for too long'? He only just started today, okay!

He couldn't do what Mihawk did—talking while still swinging his sword with ease—and all he could do was respond with his sword.

Karl held Raven with one hand, parried Mihawk's great sword, then flipped his wrist, held the hilt with both hands, and followed up with an upward strike.