One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 66: Not swordsmanship, but brute force!

Real-world combat is always one of the best ways to test your strength.

Whether it's training or a real, life-or-death battle.

Roman knew all too well the benefits of actual combat.

Her combat prowess was honed through sparring and real combat, and her numerous striking techniques were also developed through this process.

But one time was different, because the improvement in swordsmanship came from a different state of mind.

The atmosphere is different now.

Mihawk has always been very perceptive of his opponents' aura. He has challenged all sorts of people, most of whom have an aura like the cold winter wind, concealing chill and killing intent. Of course, there are also those who are as calm as water, but that is only on the surface. It is difficult for a swordsman to sense his hidden thoughts before he makes a move.

Is something about to come out?

Thinking of this, Mihawk began to laugh excitedly; it seemed that today wouldn't be boring.

As Roman channeled more of his domineering aura into the longsword in his hand, he began to clear his mind and adjust his breathing.

I am now a blade, a creature destined to slaughter on the battlefield. Now that someone is blocking my way, all I have to do is cut them down.

As if hypnotizing herself, Roman's senses were reduced to a minimum, and darkness began to appear before her eyes.

I can't see it!

By the way, I am a knife, which is invisible to the naked eye. I am a weapon, destined to be destroyed by the passage of time...

"One-Sword Style ~ Annihilation".

Overwhelmed by an aura of dominance, Roman's powerful presence caused the surrounding sand and gravel to tremble. Driven by instinct, Roman unleashed a circular shockwave that hurtled toward Hawkeye Mihawk with devastating force, nearly uprooting the ground in its wake.

Frenzied destruction and the solitude of time—this is the domineering power revealed by Roman's formidable swordsmanship.

Mihawk felt the same way. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, he felt his blood boiling, as if a pleasant surprise had occurred today.

However, they are still no match for me.

Mihawk raised his sword to meet the attack, and the powerful shockwave put pressure on him. The shockwave even cut his arm, and a faint trace of blood flew out.

Yes, it's a powerful attack, but it's not enough; its power isn't sufficient...

Even if time proves too old, I will still fight back.

The next moment, Ye's domineering aura was equally overwhelming, and an even larger slash appeared once again.

The next second, there was a huge explosion.

……

I am a knife.

No, I am Charlotte Garrett.

No, now I am Syl Roman.

I am fighting.

As if suddenly snapping back to reality, Roman's five senses and memories returned, but the first thing she saw was Mihawk's Supreme Grade Sword hurtling towards her, and Roman quickly parried.

Sizzle—bang.

The sound of clothes tearing, the sound of flesh being ripped apart, and the next second it was bone.

So powerful!!

Armament Haki covered his shoulders.

Finally, Mihawk's night attack could not go any further, and taking advantage of the thwarted attack, the two swords clashed once again.

Feeling the tearing pain in his left shoulder, Roman gritted his teeth, relieved that it wasn't his right shoulder, at least his combat power wouldn't be greatly affected.

Just now I...

Suddenly, Mihawk's appearance came into view, which surprised Roman a little. Although he didn't seem to be seriously injured, his clothes on his chest were completely torn, revealing the muscles underneath. No, perhaps there was still some damage, and there were faint traces of blood on his left arm.

However, Mihawk didn't seem to care much about his disheveled appearance. His combat strength was almost undamaged; he was just not in a very presentable state.

Moreover, thanks to the guy in front of him, he has gained a deeper understanding of sword intent.

"That move was brilliant. Your name will one day resound throughout the seas. Your name is..."

A lapse in attention revealed a weakness!

Mihawk, who had not received a reply, was met with an even fiercer counterattack. Roman once again used brute force; as the daughter of the old woman, she possessed some superhuman strength.

The knife, which had been locked in a stalemate, suddenly began to move towards Mihawk.

That's incredibly strong! Is it some kind of superhuman strength?

Although his hands were trembling slightly, Mihawk had not expected the seemingly frail girl to be so strong, and the sand under his right foot began to sink.

I can't get it back.

Mihawk finally began to frown. He had always focused on technique in swordsmanship and rarely used brute force, but it seemed that brute force would be better in this stalemate. If he used slashing attacks, he would also be affected.

However, a problem arose: it seemed that he couldn't handle it by force alone.

Haha, you've fallen for it.

Roman's strength continued to increase. Apart from Armament Haki, she also possessed considerable brute strength, which was more effective in physical combat, but it could also be used at this moment.

Roman knew he couldn't beat Roman in swordsmanship, so he decided to settle things with the most primal method: brute force.

The sharp blade moved one step closer to Mihawk's skin.

This was the first time Mihawk had been forced into this situation, but the bigger problem seemed to be that he was no match for the little girl's strength.

Both men's wounds began to bleed from the intense exertion, but compared to Mihawk's "trickling draught," Roman's left shoulder began to bleed continuously.

However, neither of them seemed to realize this, and they were both desperately unleashing their Armament Haki. If they were to lose at this moment, neither of them would fare well.

……

"Teacher Zephyr, let's hurry! Tina is so worried about Roman. That swordsman is a madman. We didn't provoke him at all."

Zefa and the other students were rushing over at that moment. They had just been through a fierce battle and were covered in dust and blood. Some of the students were injured, but because Zefa was there, there were no deaths or serious injuries.

But at this moment, Zephyr couldn't be happy.

He had been careless. He hadn't expected that there would actually be a madman who dared to attack a warship. In the first half of the Grand Line, there should only be a few great pirates who could be Roman's match, which was why Zephyr felt at ease leaving Roman and a small number of people behind.

In fact, if it weren't for the lack of conditions for naval warfare, Zephyr would not have been willing to conduct amphibious operations. It was precisely because of the fear of such an unexpected situation that, although warships themselves can deter many people with ulterior motives, according to convention, it is still necessary to leave personnel behind.

However, an unreasonable madman appeared. Although he was not a pirate, according to Zephyr's understanding, the swordsmen who fought Mihawk were either seriously injured, crippled, or dead.

That man doesn't care if you're a navy officer or a pirate; he'll just cut you down first.

My student, you must hold on!

As for that "Hawkeye" Mihawk, he was immediately put on the wanted list. His attack on a warship carrying trainees could be considered the act of a vicious and ruthless pirate. If necessary, Zephyr would not mind killing him personally. His "no killing" principle had long since vanished with the happiness of the past.