After an unknown period of time, Jorakol Mihawk, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Am I…not dead?"
At this moment, he was a little confused and confused!
He should have died in the challenge to the world's number one!
Why was he still alive?
"You didn't die!"
Just as Jorakol Mihawk was in shock, Margaux suddenly walked up to him and looked down at him.
"Undying Bird…Margaux!"
When Jorakol Mihawk saw Margaux's face clearly, he seemed to understand something.
However, the doubt on his face had not completely disappeared.
"Hawkeye, you're really something!
I heard from my father that ever since my grandfather started his career, no one who drew their swords in front of him survived.
But what about you?
He was a member of the Seven Martial Seas, yet he had agreed to the navy headquarters 'mandatory summoning and even dared to draw his sword at his grandfather!
Any one of them was enough to kill you a hundred times over.
But I didn't expect you to survive.”
Margaux looked at Jorakol Mihawk as if he was looking at a miracle!
That's right!
It was a miracle!
For Jorakol Mihawk to survive was a miracle in Margaux's eyes.
"You…why didn't you kill me?"
Jorakol Mihawk sat up with difficulty, his gaze wandered around and then fixed on Luo Feng.
Even though Luo Feng's back was facing him, he could only see his back!
However, just from his back, he could feel a sense of awe and mental shock. Only Luo Feng could defeat him in the blink of an eye.
"It's still too early for you to die!
The life I left you will only make you bear more things!
Listen carefully!
I am Luo Feng, the world's strongest sword hero, the world's strongest domineering aura, the world's strongest body technique, and also the world's strongest physique! He was known as the world's number one, and his nickname was Luo Wudi!”
Luo Feng's back was facing Jorakol Mihawk, he didn't turn around.
However, his voice was like the evening drum and the morning bell, directly entering his mind.
"Young swordsman, don't be in a hurry to die. Look at yourself, understand the world, and more importantly, understand me!
Become stronger!
No matter how many years have passed, I will wait for you in this strongest position!
Try to catch up with my steps and touch the corner of my clothes!
Jorakol Mihawk!"
These words seemed to carry endless magic, causing Jorakol Mihawk's heavily injured body to surge with strength out of thin air, supporting him to stand up again.
Even though these words sounded a little familiar and made him feel a little weird, it still reignited the fighting spirit that Luo Feng had extinguished with his own hands!
"How can I understand you?"
Although Jorakol Mihawk's fighting spirit had been reignited, he still felt confused.
He wasn't Luo Luo Nuo Ya Suo Long, although in Luo Feng's eyes, the difference between him and Suo Long was that of a frog at the bottom of a well and an eagle at the bottom of a well!
However, eagles and frogs were different!
Having once flown in the skies of the great sea route, he had seen this world clearly enough.
He didn't know how to see himself clearly and understand the world!
Most importantly, he didn't know how to understand Luo Feng!
Having experienced life and death by Luo Feng's hands once, he deeply understood a principle!
In the battle just now, the strength Luo Feng displayed was only the tip of the iceberg!
How could he understand Luo Wudi, who had suppressed all the kings of several eras and could not even raise his head?
"Be my grandson! Xiao Ying."
Luo Feng noticed Jorakol Mihawk's confusion and turned around.
"Grandpa really dares to say that!"
Margaux and Perona looked at each other and saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.
"Be your grandson?
Do you know what you're saying?"
When Jorakol Mihawk heard this, his cold face, which did not show any emotion, suddenly became extremely interesting.
All of a sudden, he had the thought of drawing his sword and begging for death again!
At the same time, he couldn't help but think!
Indeed, like father, like son!
White Beard liked to take in sons everywhere!
As White Beard's father, Luo Feng was ruthless and liked to take in grandchildren everywhere!
"Haha!"
Luo Feng saw through Jorakol Mihawk's thoughts with a single glance.
However, he didn't say much on this topic. Instead, he suddenly changed the topic.
"Sword Intent!"
Jorakol Mihawk's heart skipped a beat!
Luo Feng's sudden words were even more shocking than the world's most powerful Conqueror's aura, as if it could make people submit to him.
Originally, he wanted nothing more than to draw his sword and beg for death. He only felt a buzzing sound in his head as he was occupied by the words 'sword has no intention.'
"Soft Sword Impermanence!"
Luo Feng looked at Jorakol Mihawk as if he was immobilized, standing there in a daze. His eyes couldn't help but flash with a smile, then he continued.
"Heavy Sword Edgeless!"
"Unparalleled Wooden Sword!"
Two sentences in a row made Jorakol Mihawk intoxicated.
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