Even though he felt a little uncomfortable not hearing these words of admiration for a day, but hearing them every day, Jorakol Mihawk's admiration naturally wouldn't move Luo Feng.
He smiled calmly, but he accepted it completely in his heart!
This was already a basic skill!
"Grandpa is indeed Grandpa!
He wasn't moved by Hawkeye's praise!”
Margaux couldn't help but exclaim in his heart when he saw Luo Feng's calm and composed expression.
The Great Sea Route was not only a place where business boasted heavily, but it was also a place where business reputation was concentrated.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be all kinds of people going out to sea to pursue the world's number one in their respective fields!
Before his grandfather came out, it was the world's number one sword hero, Hawkeye. He personally admitted that he was the strongest in history. This was enough to make countless people in the great sea route rush over like ducks and break their heads to fight for this reputation.
At the very least, in his opinion, if he, Margaux, had obtained this reputation, he would have been ecstatic.
How could he be as indifferent as Luo Feng, accepting everything with a smile!
Ka ba
Just as Margaux was praising Luo Feng's grandfather in his heart, Jorakol Mihawk had already put the black blade in his hand back into his back. He then stood up straight and opened his arms, facing Luo Feng.
"Being stabbed in the back is a disgrace to a swordsman!
Although I bet everything on not being able to make you draw your sword, I don't want to bear such humiliation before I die!”
Jorakol Mihawk, who had always been expressionless, actually revealed a smile at this moment.
This was a smile that looked at the wind and clouds, a smile that looked at life and death!
Although he was a lone traveler, he had the bearing and grace of a king!
The smile that the Pirate King could show before his death was one that looked down on everyone and looked down on life and death. He, Jorakol Mihawk, could do the same!
"What an eagle eye!
What a Jorakol Mihawk!
What a great world's number one sword hero!
I solemnly take back my previous words.
Among all the great sword heroes I've met, you're definitely not the worst!
Swordsmanship was not!
No!
It's even more so for your courage!"
Luo Feng looked deeply at Jorakol Mihawk.
At this moment, the fluctuations in his eyes became more and more obvious.
He had lived in the great sea route for so many years. Although he had been living in seclusion most of the time, he could still change his attitude of being the number one in the world and looking down on the kings and heroes of the world!
It was also because he had seen too many outstanding kings and heroes that there were too few people in this world who could move him.
However, he did not expect that he would meet one in the Seven Martial Seas not long after he left the mountain!
Jorakol Mihawk!
In his eyes, he was the worst Great Sword Hero in history!
In the end, he relied on his own courage and the supreme saber in his hand to forcefully rewrite his own view of him!
"Haha!"
Jorakol Mihawk was a little regretful at first.
However, after hearing Luo Feng's words, Yang Tianchang could not help but laugh.
His laughter contained the arrogance of Xiao Wang Hou and Ao Gongqing, as well as the confidence and satisfaction of being relieved of a heavy burden.
"Do it!"
After a while, Jorakol Mihawk stopped laughing.
However, the bearing of facing life and death while chatting and laughing grew stronger.
"Good!"
Luo Feng let out a soft sound, then pulled out the index finger that pierced Jorakol Mihawk's chest.
Although he still did not draw his saber, he used his palm as a saber and slashed down at Jorakol Mihawk.
Kacha
A deep wound that was so deep that one could see the bone extended from Jorakol Mihawk's left shoulder to his right leg.
The moment the wound split open, blood gushed out like a fountain.
However, Jorakol Mihawk, the Great Sword Hero, not only had a faint smile on his face from the beginning to the end, but even his eyelids did not tremble at all.
It was as if…he wasn't the one who was killed!
It was as if the body that was cut off did not belong to him!
"Invincible…He really is invincible!”
Jorakol Mihawk turned his head with difficulty and found that from his feet, an almost endless crack had split half of the island into two.
This kind of slash…Let alone using his hands, even if he used all his strength to wield the incomparably fast saber, he would not be able to release it!
But Luo Feng?
Using his hand as a blade, he split an island in half with a raise of his hand.
Between life and death, he couldn't help but recall what Luo Feng had said to him before!
I am the strongest sword!
It was only at this moment that he finally understood what this sentence meant!
"No wonder he refused to draw his sword when I risked my life to force him!
To a swordsman like Luo Feng, his body was the strongest blade!
If he drew his sword, it would be equivalent to giving up his precious sword for scrap metal!
Wasn't this the greatest humiliation to him?”
The moment he fell into a pool of blood, Jorakol Mihawk finally understood everything.
However, if White Beard was here and could hear his thoughts, he would definitely say something!
Bullshit!
His father didn't use a sword purely to show off and to act cool!
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