As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar!
The tens of thousands of sailors in the square couldn't help but gasp.
"You actually said these words in front of the world's greatest swordsman!"
"Although it's disrespectful, I still want to say that Mr. Carlos is really, really too arrogant..."
"Oops! This has completely angered the other party."
The sailors' hearts that had just been relieved were lifted again.
Based on this view, a war may be inevitable.
Although they have absolute confidence in their own side, once these strong men let go and fight, they will inevitably destroy the entire Marineford!
Shiki the Golden Lion is the best example.
Smoker, Doberman, and other Vice Admirals also cast incredulous looks.
There is no doubt about Dracule Mihawk's strength, and he did not get the title of No. 1 in the world for no reason.
Instead, it was forged by countless victories over the corpses of challengers one after another!
Carlos is indeed very strong, and he once captured Kaido and Big Mom with his own hands.
But as far as they know, these results are based on various layouts.
In terms of hard power, he is probably on the same level as Akainu, Aokiji, and others.
Although he is also very powerful, I am afraid he is no match for Mihawk.
Kizaru retracted his fingers and assumed a lazy look again.
It seemed that he had made up his mind to stand aside and ignore the matter.
Akainu beside him had his eyes darkened, staring intently at Mihawk.
Already ready for battle.
Mihawk's previous actions were undoubtedly a declaration of war with Marine in his eyes.
He even sneered at the duel.
There is absolutely no way to defeat pirates without force.
Only the victor deserves to talk about victory!
On the high platform,
Fujitora and Ryokugyu stood there, looking like they didn't intend to interfere in this matter, but they also looked at them with great concern.
Ryokugyu pinched off the cigarette in his mouth and suddenly said:
"I think this guy Mihawk is right."
He paused, ignored Fujitora beside him, and continued to talk to himself.
"Although I have heard a lot of rumors about Carlos, if you want to become Marine Marshal and lead us, you have to show some real skills."
Fujitora didn't care; Marine Marshal was dispensable to him.
He wants to use his own way to realize the justice in his heart.
But Ryokugyu didn't think so.
He was not willing to take orders from a young boy.
It's not just about age.
Not long ago, he and Fujitora passed the postgraduate entrance examination in the world's military recruitment.
Stand out from countless people and be favored by the Five Elders.
What he relies on is the powerful strength that surpasses everyone!
If Carlos doesn't even have the courage to accept the challenge, what qualifications does Carlos have to become his immediate boss?
Carlos's words immediately caused an uproar.
Everyone present had different expressions and had various thoughts in their hearts.
But without exception, they all waited silently for Mihawk's reaction.
"I see...."
"Do you think you have surpassed me in swordsmanship?"
Mihawk held Yoru firmly with both hands, his expression solemn.
He fully understands Carlos' courage.
He didn't think the other party was really joking.
There were even some inexplicable expectations in my heart.
"As for whether it's self-humiliation or not, we won't know until we fight."
"Draw your sword!"
Carlos shook his head and sighed.
The other party's reaction was what he expected.
No matter how much you say, it's better to let him experience it for himself.
If you defeat this person by other means, you will not be able to convince him.
The next moment, the casual gaze suddenly became sharp.
"So, do you want to feel it?"
Their eyes met in mid-air.
"Well!"
Mihawk suddenly groaned, covering his face and taking a few steps back.
My vision was blurred, and tears mixed with blood kept flowing down!
The mental impact of the top Conqueror's Haki, coupled with the momentum of the killing sword,
Carlos's gaze was like a knife, as if it contained thousands of slashes.
After just a moment of looking at each other, Mihawk's eyes were severely and irreversibly damaged.
"This, what is this!"
"This is the sword's will, the path of swordsmanship that you have been searching for all your life."
Carlos slowly drew out the hidden thunder from his waist.
Clang!
Accompanied by a sound like a dragon's roar, the sword was unsheathed.
A breathtaking and terrifying coercion swept across the entire square!
The wind and clouds changed color, and the wind suddenly rose.
The sky that was originally bright and sunny suddenly became extremely gloomy.
At this moment,
It's not just Smoker and Hina.
Even Akainu and Kizaru feel a deadly threat!
Without thinking, they instantly dodged hundreds of meters away, assuming a posture of alertness as if facing a powerful enemy.
Countless invisible blades seemed to appear around Carlos.
Although invisible and intangible, it is sharp and deadly!
The thousands of sailors around were even more pale-faced, and they retreated frantically without even thinking.
However, within a short time, a large open space appeared.
Only Carlos and Mihawk were left on the field.
Marine Base, on top of the office building.
This is the highest point on the entire island.
Standing here you can have a panoramic view of the entire Marineford.
Stussy holds the video bug in his hand and is constantly debugging something.
Holy Land Mariejois, Pangaea Castle.
The Five Elders leaned on the sofa and focused on the big screen in front of them.
"Look at this, the battle has begun."
Holding the sword, the Five Elders shook his head slightly.
"The feat of capturing two sea emperors is enough to push Marine's momentum to the top. Is it necessary to risk it to compete for the title of world number one?"
Saint Saturn glanced aside lightly.
"Since Carlos has agreed, he must be sure of winning. If you are willing to lend him Shodai Kitetsu, it will undoubtedly increase your winning rate."
The old man holding the sword snorted.
"You don't understand what a famous sword means to a swordsman. How can you borrow it at will?"
"We have helped him enough. How far he can go depends on him."
As he spoke, he looked at the big screen casually.
When he saw the hidden mine in Carlos' hand, he stood up from the sofa suddenly.
"Your knife..."
Mihawk ignored his injured eyes.
His eyes were fixed on the two-meter-long samurai sword in Carlos's hand, with a slender blade and a purple-red color.
His expression was extremely cautious.
Although it was not a black blade, he could feel a chilling and dangerous aura.
This is a supremely sharp knife that is not inferior to "Yoru" in any way!
Mihawk made his own judgment instantly.
Still, what really made him uneasy was the unknown aura exuded by the other party.
It was as if someone was holding a knife to his neck!
This feeling is really too bad.
Fortunately, Mihawk is also a strong man who has experienced hundreds of battles and quickly adjusted his mentality.
He had forgotten how long it had been since he had felt this sense of life and death crisis walking on the tip of a knife.
Mihawk exhaled slowly.
Armament Haki and Observation Haki were fully activated.
"Come on, Carlos."
"Let me see what you mean by the sword!"
The two were facing each other from afar, and their momentum continued to grow.
Tens of thousands of people were present, including the Five Elders of the Holy Land Mariejois.
At this moment, everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the development of things.