Outside the Santa Bobra business district, Arakawa Gym.

As a well-known local gym, Arakawa Gym has many local students, and even some students from other places come to study. Its gym has many well-known swordsmen, and the first and third generation heads of the Arakawa family are even great swordsmen.

Although the Arakawa Gym, which has now reached the eighth generation, no longer has a great swordsman, there are also many swordsmen of the swordsman level.

Such inheritance through the ages has made Arakawa Gym famous far and wide, and there is an endless stream of people seeking to learn from it.

In addition, Santa Pobla is a famous tourist destination, and the entire island is like spring all year round, making it a perfect place to live.

These have also made the City of Spring and the Queen famous. Within the navy, many retired navymen choose to settle here, and many generals also choose here for vacations.

After all, it's not far from Judiciary Island, so it's very convenient to get here.

Arakawa Gym is open for business as usual. The disciples in the gym have already started their morning classes, and the sound of training is heard one after another in the gym.

A young man with short slicked back hair stepped on the light from a distance and came to the gate of the gym in a leisurely manner.

He is wearing very decent clothes. The white shirt is dotted with some classical patterns. The stitching on the collar and cuffs can be seen to be of high quality. The young man also has a temperament that ordinary people do not have.

He also has a sharpness that ordinary people don't have.

He carries a long knife taller than a man on his back. The handle of the knife is erected high, higher than the head. The handle is inlaid with gorgeous gems. The decoration is also simple and gorgeous, but it does not take away

The brilliance of the long sword itself.

This is a young man who attracts attention as long as he stands there, and a long knife that attracts attention whenever he appears.

People are like swords, and swords reflect people!

The two gym disciples guarding the door of the Arakawa Gym looked at each other. They could tell from the aura of this young man that he was probably not here to learn kendo.

Especially those eyes, which are so sharp that they can pierce the human body.

The two men came forward and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The young man's eyes swept over the two of them, and they all had the illusion of being cut by a knife: "Joracor Mihawk, I have heard about the name of Arakawa Itto-ryu for a long time, so I came here specifically to visit the Arakawa Gym Leader. I also want to see him.

Don’t hesitate to teach me.”

His voice was steadily transmitted through the gate into the courtyard, causing the huge courtyard to fall into silence for a moment.

Kick it!

For someone to be so bold as to come to Arakawa Gym to compete, this is like an unheard-of legend.

You can't say that. After all, there used to be crazy people who came here to challenge the gym, but the Arakawa Gym is still good, and those who competed have disappeared.

In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer people playing in the gym, especially in the past two years, there has been no one.

I didn't expect to meet another one today.

The faces of the two people in front of the door turned dark. They were both new disciples who had joined the Arakawa Gym, but they were all aware of the reputation of the Arakawa Gym. They had never thought that there was someone so bold, and it was a young man who looked no older than them.

One of the quick-thinking people said loudly: "Arrogant guy, who do you think you are? You just want to see our owner. You need to pass our test first."

Mihawk glanced at the two of them and shook his head: "You are no good, you are too weak and not worthy of my action at all."

His voice was very calm, as if he was telling a very common thing, which almost made the two people angry.

"court death!"

The person who spoke first shouted loudly. He stepped forward, suddenly pulled out the long knife in his hand, and stabbed Mihawk head-on.

[Draw the sword to chop]

However, there was a flash of sword light in the air, and before Mihawk could see clearly how he used the sword, the young man who took the first shot was swept into the yard.

The long knife in his hand also broke into two pieces.

Mihawk still carried the taller sword on his back, and walked into the gate of Arakawa Gym under the trembling eyes of another person.

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist uniform came out. He looked to be in his fifties or less than sixty years old. He was about two and a half meters tall. Under the wide Taoist uniform, he did not seem to be tall and his face was bland.

.

But the steps were very steady, and each step seemed to be measured, covering the same distance, neither more nor less.

There were many students around him, most of them were very young, and there were even many underage kids. Most of them looked at him with the same hatred.

The middle-aged man helped the young man on the ground and asked him to step back. His eyes glanced at the broken knife on the ground, and his eyes shrank slightly.

He focused his attention on Mihawk again, especially when he saw the knife behind Mihawk's back. The indifference on his face had disappeared and turned into a serious one: "I am the leader of the Arakawa Gym.

Arakawa Kishin. Young man, are you the one who wants to challenge me?"

Mihawk has been immersed in kendo since he was a child. He usually has a paralyzed face with few other expressions. It was similar at this time. Even when he saw Arakawa Muxin, his eyes only became brighter.

As a swordsman, he is also straightforward, without any courtesy: "Yes, in order to become the strongest swordsman, I have challenged many people along the way. This time I came to San Bobra because I heard the reputation of Arakawa Ittōryu. I hope

Can you not disappoint me?"

Arakawa Muxin looked at the young man and asked: "Kurotoya! Are you a descendant of the Joracol family of Tensui Ittoryu?"

"I am Qolacol Mihawk." Mihawk nodded.

"Sure enough, it is rumored that Qiao Lacol has a pair of eyes like eagle eyes. I didn't expect that such a young man would appear among his descendants. I can agree to your challenge. As a condition, if you lose,

You want to join my Arakawa Gym."

"Okay! I promise you."

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…

"Hey, who won? Why don't you continue."

On a merchant ship heading to Santa Pobla, there was a man who was telling interesting stories that happened in Santa Pobla. He especially focused on the story about a young man who challenged Arakawa Kishin a few days ago, which attracted many people.

attention.

The man didn't panic at all when he was urged. He was a sailor on this merchant ship, and explaining what happened in Santa Bobola was also a way to attract people.

"Hey, dear guests, I'm just explaining, but I've already dried up my saliva. I need to give someone a rest." The man smiled slyly, "Of course, if there is a glass of ice-cold golden rum at this time,

Maybe the next highlights will come out of my throat automatically."

"You bastard, you are so abominable. A glass of golden rum. Why didn't you say you want Elkland's royal golden rum? Greedy guy, I curse you. But I will give you this glass of golden rum. If

If your story is not exciting, just wait to be thrown into the sea and fed to the fishes." A very fat businessman cursed loudly.

The man smiled flatteringly and said: "You are really a generous guest. I sincerely thank you. This time you go to Santa Bobola, you will definitely be able to make all your wishes come true and make a lot of money."

Someone went to get the golden rum for him, and everyone attracted by the story could only wait helplessly and anxiously.

A pair of young lovers were leaning against the side of the boat and cuddling together. They had extremely outstanding looks and stood out among the crowd, but their magnanimity made most people afraid to approach them and strike up a conversation.

They listened to the story at the same time, and the woman asked the man next to her: "Ellen, who do you think won? Is it Mihawk with eyes like an eagle, or Teacher Arakawa Muxin."

Allen looked into the distance, as if he had seen the confrontation that took place in Santa Bobola: "Although I heard from you that Mr. Arakawa, who has a good relationship with your parents, is very powerful in swordsmanship, but I still think the winner is

That young man named Mihawk. Or, it is very likely that the two of them are tied."

Nonsense, that's 'Eagle Eye' Mihawk, the future world's greatest swordsman. And that Arakawa Kishin himself never stopped listening. Although the current Eagle Eye is still very young, as long as he is the number one,

None of the strongest ones are parallel imports.

"I don't believe it. Arakawa-sensei is very powerful. My kendo foundation was laid down by Arakawa-sensei when I was young." Gion was a little unhappy because Allen actually looked down on her teacher. Huh, don't even think about sleeping in her bed tonight.

Allen smiled and said: "Gion, there are geniuses in this world. All geniuses are guys who don't act according to common sense. I know your teacher is very powerful, but didn't you say that you saw him last time?

Has my kendo strength surpassed his? Then do you think I can beat your Araki-sensei with my current swordsmanship?"

After drinking, the sailor revealed the answer. The winner was Mihawk, the young man known as Hawkeye.

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Chapter completed!