Good had never carried a blade, so although most people had never seen him fight before, they knew he didn't use swords in combat.
But now, Good unexpectedly wanted to test his swordsmanship against Mihawk.
This made the soldiers' admiration for Good grow even greater. His image became more mysterious, more towering.
They thought: So the Reckless Maniac Admiral can do everything? Truly amazing!
Meanwhile, Kaido was secretly overjoyed. He had just been looking for an opportunity to escape—wasn't this the perfect chance?
Now that Mihawk and Good were about to spar, everyone's focus was on them, ignoring him.
As soon as the battle began, he could seize the moment and flee Marineford.
Once free, if the Marines clashed with the Whitebeard Pirates, he could rally the Beasts Pirates to stir chaos, catching the Navy off guard.
"Report!"
Everyone's hatred toward Good was already reaching its peak.
This world didn't need two dragons.
Good turned his head toward Gion. "Gion, lend me your instant blade, and then just grab me another one too."
In this world, the distinction between blades and swords wasn't clear, so sword users were still called swordsmen.
And Gion was a powerful swordsman within the Navy.
Gion hesitated. "...Good Admiral!"
It wasn't that she didn't want to lend him her blade—on the contrary, she would gladly give him anything now.
What worried her was that Good was about to spar with Mihawk.
Since following Good, she had never once seen him wield a sword.
Would this really be okay?
Because this wasn't just an ordinary sparring match anymore.
The moment Good agreed, it took on new meaning.
In front of a Navy filled with fervor, this duel would decide more than swordsmanship.
Good, after all his victories, had already become like a "God of War" in the hearts of countless soldiers.
They held tremendous expectations for him, believing he was the Navy's future—the very ceiling of their power.
If he were to lose here, their faith would shatter in an instant.
They would feel Good was nothing special, undermining his standing and influence within the Navy.
It might not seem like much, but once that belief collapsed, the consequences would be immense.
Gion's cheeks burned. She wanted to dissuade him, but she knew it was pointless—no one could sway Good.
Looking at his simple, carefree grin, something stirred deep inside her.
Memories flashed—though her time with Good had been brief, he had left an indelible impression.
Facing Whitebeard, battling two Yonko crews, defeating Kaido...
Every time, he acted recklessly, worrying everyone. Every time, he pulled it off.
That was the Reckless Maniac Admiral's answer!
At that moment, Gion no longer hesitated. She handed him her blade without delay, and instantly passed another one to Mihawk.
Good broke into a wide grin. "From today, I'll claim the title of World's Greatest Swordsman!"
Behind him, Tokikake's heart ached unbearably at the sight.
How did Good manage to capture Gion's heart in such a short time?
Could it be that beneath his goofy demeanor, the Reckless Maniac Admiral was secretly using it as a way to win a woman's affection?
Tokikake trembled at the thought.
A master! The Reckless Maniac Admiral is a master at this!
If not for the timing, Tokikake would have bowed and begged to be his disciple on the spot.
No, he had to find a chance to learn from him.
At the front, Good took the twin blades from Gion, slashing outward with both hands, splitting the air with cracks.
"Clang!" The swords rang out.
"Mihawk! Let's do this!"
Good grinned.
Across from him, Mihawk finally showed a change of expression. Seeing Good's stance, he raised an eyebrow.
To himself, he thought: Incredible. This new Admiral is a dual-swordsman.
For some reason, Mihawk felt a spark of long-lost excitement ignite within him.
This duel would surely be interesting. Without hesitation, he reached for the black sword on his back.
The next moment, Mihawk drew Yoru, one of the Supreme Grade Blades.
As the black blade left its sheath, an overwhelming sword aura surged across the field.
Its sharpness shook everyone present.
Mihawk raised his sword, ready to clash—
But just then, Kaido seized the chance to break his chains.
In an instant, his body transformed into a massive Blue Dragon, soaring into the sky.
It happened so fast that by the time Kaido had risen a hundred meters, everyone realized too late.
The surrounding Marines erupted in chaos.
"Kaido's escaping!!"
"This is bad! He's in the air—no one can stop him!!"
...
Sengoku's face darkened. In an instant, he transformed into a massive golden Buddha.
"Kaido!!!"
He roared, thrusting out a colossal palm strike.
The air split apart, unleashing a devastating shockwave.
But Kaido was already too high—Sengoku's attack fell short.
Up in the skies, Kaido didn't even bother dodging.
He knew Good could fly, so he had to escape quickly.
But just then, Good's voice rang out behind him. "Kaido! You dare interrupt my duel with Mihawk?!"
The fight with Mihawk was ruined by Kaido's interference.
In the next instant, Good shot into the sky in pursuit.
Kaido's heart jolted. Could this guy really fly?
Even if Good chased him, Kaido believed he could still get away.
From what he knew, none of Good's abilities could match his escape speed.
Even Magma Fruit's Meteor Volcano couldn't stop him.
But then, Good's voice echoed again: "Shishi Senchigatani! (Lion Thousand Cuts Valley!)"
Good's twin blades danced wildly, slicing through the air.
In an instant, countless sword slashes erupted, tearing through the void and surging toward Kaido.
"D-Dual Sword Style... Shiki's Dual Sword Style!!"
At that moment, the pride in Kaido's heart vanished without a trace...
(End of Chapter)
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