Sensing Hawkeye's powerful aura, Reno's blood boiled!
Nami was stunned. It was the first time she had seen such a serious expression on Reno's face.
No more words were needed; his actions said it all.
"Wait here, I'll be right back." After instructing the girls, Reno walked out of the restaurant.
The coffin boat docked, and Hawkeye boarded the sea-restaurant Baratie.
His falcon-like eyes were locked firmly on Krieg and Gin.
His secret must never be revealed.
Anyone who saw him rowing with the Black Blade Yoru had to die.
His coolness could not be compromised.
Krieg and Gin were truly about to go insane.
A stampede of a million beasts ran through their minds.
Damn it all!
Hawkeye had really chased them all the way from the Grand Line to the East Blue.
Doesn't he get tired?!
Does he really have to hunt them to the last man?!
Hawkeye strode towards Krieg as if taking a leisurely walk, the rhythmic sound of his footsteps like a death knell, counting down the last moments of their lives.
However, at that moment.
Hawkeye suddenly stopped and raised an eyebrow.
He felt a powerful fighting intent directed at him.
"Who are you?!" Hawkeye stared at Reno, speaking first for a rare change.
Meeting Hawkeye's sharp gaze, Reno spoke calmly, "Who I am isn't important. Since we've met, are you interested in a fight?!"
"Do you know who I am?!" Seeing Reno actively challenge him, Hawkeye frowned slightly.
"Of course I do." Reno shrugged. "The world's greatest swordsman, Dracule 'Hawkeye' Mihawk."
"Then let's fight."
The cold killing intent that had enveloped Krieg dissipated. As if granted a pardon, Krieg let out heavy gasps of breath.
The pressure was too much.
He decided that from now on, he would just stick to the East Blue. He wouldn't even try to become the Pirate King; he'd let someone else have it.
Reno held the Wado Ichimonji, a wild red glint flashing in his eyes.
A powerful aura erupted from his tall frame.
"It seems another capable fellow has appeared in the East Blue."
Seeing the sword in Reno's hand and his ever-increasing aura, Hawkeye was slightly moved.
"Wave Slash!!!"
Reno struck first. The Wado Ichimonji swung repeatedly, and two golden sword beams pierced the night sky, shooting toward Hawkeye.
"That move!" Hawkeye's eyes narrowed.
It felt so familiar.
Without time to think, Hawkeye swung the Black Blade Yoru, unleashing a casual slash.
Boom—
The next moment, their slashes collided in mid-air, and a violent explosion echoed through the air.
"A good slash, but not good enough," Hawkeye said with a blank expression.
As his words fell, Hawkeye's figure suddenly vanished, and the Black Blade Yoru slashed rapidly toward Reno.
"A contest of speed?!"
"You've picked the wrong fight!"
A playful smile touched the corner of Reno's mouth. The next instant.
Hawkeye's attack missed. His Observation Haki screamed a warning as a sense of crisis came from behind him.
In the nick of time, Hawkeye decisively activated his Armament Haki, forming an indestructible armor of Haki over his body.
The moment he was covered, the Wado Ichimonji struck Hawkeye's back.
Clang—
Sparks flew, accompanied by the sound of clashing metal.
His reaction speed is truly fast.
Reno was secretly impressed.
He had just used teleportation. The moment Hawkeye saw him disappear was also the instant the Wado Ichimonji struck his back.
Even so, Hawkeye had managed to use his Armament Haki.
Hawkeye's pupils suddenly shrank, and for the first time, a grim expression appeared on his face.
He quickly retreated, putting distance between himself and Reno.
What was that ability?!
Even his Observation Haki couldn't keep up.
To be precise, his Observation Haki had captured it, but just as he was about to react, Reno had already appeared in another location.
Swoosh—
Reno vanished again.
He gave Hawkeye no chance to remain surprised.
Swish, swish, swish—
Swish, swish, swish—
Swish, swish, swish—
He began to teleport, changing positions more than a dozen times in a single second, simultaneously unleashing dozens of golden Wave Slashes.
He formed an inescapable net of firepower, sealing off all of Hawkeye's escape routes.
Hawkeye's face darkened. By the time he could react, he was surrounded by incoming arc-shaped sword energies.
There was no escape.
Hawkeye was getting annoyed.
The Black Blade Yoru continuously unleashed casual slashes, doing its best to destroy the incoming attacks.
As for the ones he couldn't block, he endured them all with his Armament Haki.
Damn it, he had never had such a frustrating fight.
Even the Admiral Kizaru's Glimmer-Glimmer Fruit had a pattern.
But Reno's attack trajectory was completely random, with no pattern whatsoever.
He could clearly perceive it, but he couldn't catch up.
To call Kizaru's ability teleportation was an exaggeration.
Reno was truly teleporting.
Several arc-shaped sword energies slammed into Hawkeye's back. Although they didn't break through his Haki defense, the powerful impact caused Hawkeye to stumble forward, almost falling flat on his face.
Boom—
A powerful sword intent erupted from Hawkeye's body, shaking off all the force on him.
The sword energy raged wildly, materializing and carving gashes into the ground.
He was truly angry.
Even when facing the Emperor Shanks, he had never felt a shred of fear.
To be put in such a sorry state by a nameless brat—if word of this got out, his reputation would be ruined.
It was even more humiliating than Krieg seeing him row his boat with the Black Blade Yoru.
He had to get his dignity back.
"Getting angry from embarrassment?! Just what I wanted!"
Reno's fighting spirit grew even stronger. He hadn't had his fill of fighting yet.
Only through constant battle could he truly integrate all the powerful abilities he had acquired in such a short time.
"Hahahaha... Hawkeye, have a taste of infinite slashes!!"
Reno laughed loudly and unleashed his killing move again.
Continuously teleporting while simultaneously using swordsmanship consumed a lot of stamina.
But paired with the Healing Fruit...
All side effects were easily resolved.
In the scene that followed~
Clang, clang, clang—
Clang, clang, clang—
The continuous sounds of clashing metal resounded throughout the night sky.
Hawkeye's face grew increasingly grim as he endured Reno's dense barrage of slashes, which was like a violent storm.
It was continuous and unending.
The moment he located Reno, in the next instant, his Observation Haki would warn him from another direction.
How the hell was he supposed to fight this?!!
Hawkeye went all out. Sword energy raged in all directions, and with the Black Blade Yoru swinging so fast it left afterimages, he destroyed the vast majority of the slashes.
But a small portion still struck his Haki armor.
Sparks flew constantly from his body.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was forging iron.