Few minutes ago.
A street in Dressrosa.
The wind roared loudly, and the roar grew louder.
The faint sound of leaves falling to the ground sounded from the quiet earth.
"The sword aura. It's too strong."
Not far away, Kinemon, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to feel his throat extremely dry.
He is also a strong swordsman himself, able to flexibly display Haki and even Wano's flaming swordsmanship.
But under the kendo energy emanating from those two people, he could not help but feel an uncontrollable chill behind them.
That feeling, as if someone were hanging a sharp sword on his throat, made his breathing extremely miserable.
What's even more terrifying is that the breaths of these two people are closely focused on each other, and they are not aimed at him.
But it was the power unleashed by this inadvertent moment that made Kinemon unbelievable helpless.
He couldn't imagine what kind of pressure he would endure as the opponent of these two if he moved to another place.
"Is this the state that teacher is in right now?"
Zoro also muttered with a gloomy expression, his hands clenched into fists subconsciously.
Fujitora and Koushiro, like that man 'Mihawk' with the sharp eyes of an eagle, are peak powerhouses with the realm of great swordsmen.
After two years of Zoro, he felt that he was infinitely close to that realm, and he even had some confidence in his heart. Now, even if he faced that man 'Mihawk' again, he thought he still had the strength to fight.
But this scene in front of him was a live example that crushed the last hope in his heart.
He is stronger than Kinemon, so he has a clearer perception of the energy released by Fujitora and Koushiro.
When the two were facing each other at a distance, their slight and steady breathing, the changes in the breath on their bodies, and even the subtle twitching of the muscles of the fingers of the hand holding the sword could all be clearly seen, extremely clearly.
But gradually, Zoro discovered an extremely terrifying fact, and his heart was more shocked.
These two are really too strong.
Even though they haven't officially fought yet, Zoro is very clear that a battle that can't see the smoke of gunpowder between the two has been going on silently.
A quiet person has the most waves in his heart.
Those two were exactly such people.
Needless to say, Fujitora is a peerless powerhouse who has lived in seclusion for many years. Years of blindness cannot restrain his inner will but instead allow him to see more clearly the righteous path he needs to stick to.
And his teacher, Koushiro, did the same.
Over the years, Zoro has never seen Koushiro make a move.
Even if the bullying pirates came to threaten and charge protection fees, Koushiro just smiled and gave the money obediently.
If it weren't for the lack of better choices and the money, it is estimated that Zoro would have gone to other dojos to learn the arts long ago.
However.…
At this moment, Koushiro displayed an aura comparable to Admiral Fujitora! This made him not surprised that the wind gradually fell.
"Are you sure you really want to fight this old man?"
Fujitora slowly raised his head, holding his sword up and down with both hands, and asked in a flat tone.
Koushiro smiled free and easy, "What's wrong?"
Fujitora frowned and said slowly, "There has never been news of you in this sea. If the old man guessed correctly, you should be a strong man who has lived in seclusion for many years."
"But now you're choosing to fight against this old man in Dressrosa, the center of this riot era."
"You have to understand that once you fight, you will be blacklisted by the Navy."
"From now on, your life will never return to the peace it was before."
Koushiro fell silent for a while when he heard Fujitora's words.
After a long time, he smiled and said, "Mr. Fujitora, you are also a hidden powerhouse. But you are also at such a critical moment, choosing to come out of the mountains and become an admiral of the navy."
"How bad the current naval system is, you should know better than me."
Fujitora was taken aback; he did not expect Koushiro to be so direct.
He shook his head, sighed, and smiled: "Some things, someone should do it."
"It is precisely because of the chaos that someone needs to stand up and correct it."
"Although this old man is blind and the most stupid, he is willing to argue for justice!!"
The moment the voice fell, the large justice cloak behind him rose into the wind, like a snow-white flag.
Koushiro laughed when he heard the words and said loudly, "That's right!"
"You have your persistence, and I have mine too."
"The troubled times are coming, and no one can stay out of it!"
Fujitora was silent.
He said solemnly, "In that case."
The staff sword, slowly withdrawn.
Koushiro also held up the word "Wadoichi" steadily.
"In that case."
Both of them took a deep breath and said at the same time! "——Then let's battle!!"
The two snorted at the same time.
Sword out!! "Gravity Sword Tiger!!"
"One sword to live in thousands of worlds!!"
Wind blows.
The gust of wind rises!
The ferocious sword wind swept across a radius of 1000 meters.