"Can you tell me your name?”
Jorakol Mihawk tightened his grip on the Black Blade, Night.
It was as if he had to hold onto this extremely fast blade to have the courage to face Luo Feng.
"Luo Feng!
Father of Edward Newgate!"
Luo Feng smiled.
He knew that the world's greatest sword hero, who was so stubborn that he dared to ask him to draw his sword, was beginning to see the vastness of the world!
If he wanted to show off this iron-headed child who couldn't even see the world clearly and wanted him to cooperate with him to complete a grand show, simply killing him wasn't enough!
At the very least, before killing him, he had to give him a good beating!
Otherwise, who would he show off to?
Who was he going to show off his world's strongest domineering aura, physical techniques, physique, sword techniques, and other abilities to?
Instead of showing off, he might as well return to the Sphinx to farm!
"Is my swordsmanship really the worst among the strongest swordsmen in history?”
If it was before, Jorakol Mihawk would have scoffed at Luo Feng's words and wouldn't have taken it to heart.
But now, after Luo Feng used two fingers to perform a wave of Telepathic Fingers and showed off, he began to believe it!
Or rather, he had no choice but to believe it.
"Not bad!"
Luo Feng nodded.
"Who are they?"
Jorakol Mihawk studied swordsmanship after all, not world history!
In addition, the Great Sea Route was a place full of miracles!
Every day, there would be new talents emerging!
At the same time, every day, there would be a king who ruled over a region falling!
Even if he became the strongest in a certain field, it was just a small wave in the history of the Great Sea Route.
Unless one was absolutely invincible and number one in the world, no matter how many eras passed, it would be a peak that no one could surpass and could only look up to!
Only then would he be remembered by the world!
It was obvious that neither Jorakol Mihawk nor the previous strongest Sword Hero in the world could reach this level.
"In my life, I have met three great sword heroes who were known as the strongest!”
Luo Feng raised three fingers.
Whether it was Jorakol Mihawk or his grandson Marko who just wanted to watch Luo Feng take off and act cool, they all pricked up their ears and listened attentively!
"The first one is the Machete God of the Country of Harmony, the Dragon Horse who was known as the Dragon Slayer Swordsman when he was alive!”
said Luo Feng.
"Dragon Slaying Swordsman!
I once heard that he was also known as the world's number one in that era, but most swordsmen in the great sea route didn't acknowledge him.
Now that you've said it, his first place should be well-deserved!”
A flash of realization flashed in Jorakol Mihawk's eyes.
He had heard of this person before!
It was also because of the existence of the Dragon Slaying Swordsman that the world knew of the existence of the warriors of Hezhi Country!
Before him, the Dragon Slaying Warrior was indeed the world's greatest sword warrior!
However, because the Dragon Horse had almost never left the Country of Harmony in his life, although he was the world's number one in swordsmanship, his reputation was not as world-renowned as Jorakol Mihawk.
To put it simply, the Dragon Horse had the strength, but its reputation was not publicly acknowledged!
Jorakol Mihawk also had this ability, but his reputation was recognized by the world!
"At least his strength is above yours!”
Luo Feng glanced at Jorakol Mihawk.
"Above me!"
Jorakol Mihawk's eyes flashed with a threatening battle intent.
Obviously, he was not convinced!
Even if Luo Feng had already displayed a strength that he could not match up to, he would not be convinced before he fought the Dragon Horse!
For a Swordsman, strength was one thing, but actual combat was another!
Even if the Dragon Horse's strength was really above his, Jorakol Mihawk, he still thought that he would lose!
After all, swordsmen like Jorakol Mihawk and Rolonoka Sauron often had the potential to break through in adversity!
"You don't have to be unconvinced!
Competing with a dead person was the most meaningless thing.”
Luo Feng said nonchalantly.
"How did he die?"
Jorakol Mihawk suddenly asked.
"You asked the right person!
If it was anyone else, they might not be able to answer you!
But I…just happened to know!"
Luo Feng glanced at Jorakol Mihawk and said,
"I killed him!"
His tone was casual!
It was as if the Dragon Slaying Swordsman was just a green onion and not the world's greatest sword hero.
"He challenged you?"
Jorakol Mihawk felt a chill in his heart.
Being born in the same era as Luo Feng, the world's number one sword hero, Long Ma, would definitely challenge Luo Feng.
After all, he would have done the same if it were him.
However, when this thought arose, he thought of something else.
If Long Ma had challenged Luo Feng and died, then what would have happened to him, the world's number one sword hero, if he had met Luo Feng... it was self-evident!
"It's not a challenge!
I once had a grudge with the Hezhi Country!
That was why the World Government found him and asked him to deal with me together with the three generals, marshals, and commander-in-chief of the navy!
In the end, he was killed by me!"
Luo Feng's words not only made Jorakol Mihawk's expression change, even Margaux who had heard of this legendary battle that wasn't recorded in history more than once was shocked.
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