One Piece: Starting By Playing Gilgamesh Template. Chapter 32 32: The Clash of the World’s Greatest Swordsmen!

"Zheng—zheng—zheng…"

Held tightly against Lucas' chest, the sword of brilliance and magnificence—Durandal—let out continuous hums, brimming with spirituality.

Even… its power seed to have increased once more…

It had already sensed it…

That great king was drawing closer, step by step!

After four thousand years, it would finally return once again to the treasury of that supre ruler!

And Lucas could clearly feel it—

The enhancent this magnificent sword granted him had grown even stronger!

Gently stroking the trembling blade, confidence surged within him. He murmured softly:

"You feel it too, don't you…"

"The one who is about to arrive… the world's greatest swordsman, Dracule Mihawk!"

"You also long to battle him, don't you?"

"Don't worry… this ti, we will defeat him! We will ascend to the throne of the world's strongest!"

"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"

Soaring sword energy tore through the sky, stirring the winds and clouds…

The heavens and earth seed to gather around it, as waves of tornado-like sword energy surged from afar.

That cold, savage sword intent—

Sent chills deep into the bones of all who felt it…

"Tap… tap…"

Crisp footsteps echoed, drawing closer and closer.

Each step of the boots striking the ground was firm and powerful, as though every footfall landed directly upon the hearts of the crowd…

Following the sound, everyone turned their gaze—

In the distance, a figure slowly approached.

Looking closely—

The man had short black hair, sharp yellow eyes like those of a hawk, and a neatly trimd beard. Upon his head sat a black hat adorned with white feathers.

He wore a wine-red patterned shirt beneath a black coat, paired with white trousers and black boots.

A small cross-shaped dagger hung upon his chest, while on his back rested the world's strongest black blade.

"Hawk-Eye! It's Hawk-Eye!"

"The world's greatest swordsman—Hawk-Eye!"

"So he's arrived? My sword is already trembling with excitent…"

"The battle for the title of the world's strongest swordsman… it's strangely thrilling!"

Swallowing hard, countless swordsn from across the seas revealed blazing passion in their eyes, their hearts surging with excitent.

The world's greatest swordsman, Hawk-Eye…

Was the ultimate goal for nearly every swordsman present.

And such a figure—

Was soone they could barely even catch a glimpse of in their lifeti.

Yet now…

Not only could they witness him in person, but they would also see the battle that followed.

The excitent in their hearts was beyond words.

"Lucas…"

Carrying the black blade on his back, Mihawk walked steadily to the center of Split Fang Island. His sharp gaze locked onto Lucas—

But soon, his attention was drawn toward the sword in Lucas' hands.

"That blade…"

As the world's greatest swordsman, his understanding of swords had reached an unparalleled level.

With just a single glance at Durandal from afar, he could already grasp a portion of its power…

"Hawk-Eye… you've finally co!"

Raising Durandal, pointing it straight at Mihawk, Lucas' voice trembled with excitent.

From the mont Mihawk appeared—

His eyes had never left him.

"Lucas… I didn't expect that in such a short ti… your strength would improve to this extent."

Glancing toward the ground not far away—

At another slash mark carved near his own previous strike—

Mihawk spoke with a hint of praise, a trace of surprise flashing within his eyes.

Back when they fought, he had clearly understood Lucas' limits.

Although Lucas had reached the level of a Great Swordsman, his strength had not been particularly outstanding—far inferior to his own…

Yet now—

In such a short span of ti, Lucas had undergone such a massive breakthrough…

It was truly astonishing.

"Hawk-Eye! Stop looking down on !"

"Today… is the day you fall from the throne of the world's greatest swordsman!"

With a furious roar—

Lucas' eyes turned bloodshot, rage surging like a tidal wave.

Mihawk's attitude—

That calm, almost elder-like praise—

Was sothing he simply could not tolerate!

"Clang—clang—clang—"

Durandal was drawn in an instant.

Ferocious golden sword energy erupted, tearing apart everything around it!

"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"

Sword energy surged wildly as Lucas gathered imnse power and unleashed a devastating slash!

A visible golden blade of energy—over a hundred ters long—took form, cutting through the wind and waves.

It split the earth, cleaved the air, and shot straight toward Mihawk!

The violent gale carried by the sword energy howled outward, sending sand and debris flying—

Even the residual wind brushing past the surrounding swordsn carried a sharp edge.

"Shing—"

Facing Lucas' full-power strike from the very beginning—

Mihawk's expression remained unchanged, yet battle intent surged within his eyes.

His right hand moved toward the strongest black blade upon his back—

Yoru.

"Swish—"

A single slash.

Pitch-black sword energy erupted like a swamp of darkness, devouring everything before it—

And its speed…

Was even faster than the incoming golden slash!

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