"What?!" Aldrich was horrified, his eyes widened, blurting out, "Caught it with one hand!"
Not only him, but all the onlookers' expressions changed simultaneously.
That was a great swordsman's slash, and to crush it with just flesh and blood was truly terrifying.
And the owner of the slash, Sakaki Taro, also raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"
As soon as the words fell, suddenly, that cloaked person took a step forward, instantly erupting with high speed.
In a flash, he had already appeared in front of Aldrich.
Slap!
Vladimir grabbed the rapier with one hand, and at the same time, gently struck with his right hand, striking with the back of his hand.
"Borrow your sword for a moment!"
Boom!
Having his face violently struck, Aldrich's nose bridge immediately collapsed, and the whole person was sent crashing into the ruins with one blow.
The sudden scene stunned many people.
Vladimir ignored it, flicking the sword in a flourish, getting used to it for a moment, then pointing the sword at Sakaki Taro.
"I want the Dragon Blood Kokuo in your hand. If you lose, hand over the sword, and I'll spare your life!"
"I want the Dragon Blood Kokuo in your hand. If you lose, hand over the sword, and I'll spare your life."
Vladimir pointed the sword at Sakaki Taro, speaking calmly.
Hearing these words, Sakaki Taro was stunned, "Who are you? So arrogant, opening your mouth wanting my sword. Why should I compete with you?"
For swordsmen, their accustomed sword was their beloved possession, and many swordsmen loved their sword more than their wives.
Vladimir's words were already a very serious provocation.
Not only him, but the surrounding onlookers also couldn't help but frown slightly, and Shanks covered his forehead, with a speechless expression.
Although he had known for a long time that the lunatics of Phantom were very arrogant, and the people in this organization mostly acted like this, Vladimir wanting the sword so openly was about the same as saying "Give me your beloved person."
"Who I am isn't important, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and fight."
Vladimir was too lazy to argue with the other party, immediately taking a step forward, fiercely rushed out, and at the same time, stabbed out with the sword in his hand.
This move was exactly the same as the straight stab that Sakaki Taro had used to play with Aldrich before.
The movements and rhythm were extremely similar.
"Imitating me!?"
Sakaki Taro frowned, moving his right foot back, and at the same time turning his body to the side, holding the katana straight up to block the strike.
Only the sound of metal friction of the swords was heard, and sparks seemed to flash at the point of collision.
"Eat my fist!"
Vladimir stabbed out with his sword, but temporarily took back the power, instead flicked the sword away, at the same time changed his left hand into a fist, dark-colored dragon scales appeared in an instant, covered with Armament Haki, directly hitting Sakaki Taro's face.
The fist's power was locked, and the fist's wind awe-inspiring.
A straight punch after getting close, the fist hidden under the cloak, suddenly taking action, surprised everyone.
"This guy... is cheating! He's actually using a fist!"
"Too insidious, the previous straight stab was just a feint, a flash, the purpose was to punch!"
"Sakaki Taro is going to be hit!"
It was indeed difficult to dodge. Sakaki Taro's expression changed slightly, his gaze annoyed, "You're not a swordsman?"
In his words, he raised his left arm, blocking Vladimir's straight fist.
Thud!
A dull booming sound was heard, as if the sound of bone fracture entered the ears.
Sakaki Taro's expression changed greatly, his face full of disbelief.
"Impossible! My Armament Haki can't defend against it! What monstrous power!?"
Boom!
With one strike, Sakaki Taro was sent flying dozens of meters, directly from the dojo ruins to a two-story wooden house on the opposite side.
In an instant, the small house was smashed, transformed into ruined remains.
"This guy, doesn't play by the rules?" Shanks said dumbly, hiding in the distance, "A swordsman's sword sparring, you can't use fists..."
A swordsman's sparring, naturally compared the swordsmanship's realm, high and low, otherwise, if he had recklessly come like Vladimir when he sparred with Hawkeye back then, it wouldn't have ended in a draw.
Thud!
Suddenly, in the smoke and dust, Sakaki Taro fiercely stood up, his expression cold, obviously was angered.
"You guy, don't play by the rules! My Dragon Blood Kokuo, I can't possibly hand it over to someone who doesn't even deserve to be called a swordsman!"
He held the long sword in his right hand, his left hand hanging down weakly, obviously resisting Vladimir's punch in a hurry, making his left hand temporarily unusable.
At this moment, he held the long sword high, and the dragon blood patterns on the sword body scattered bright splendor in the sunlight.
Suddenly, Sakaki Taro lightly shouted, and fell with a sword.
"Go to hell and repent!"
The sword's ray was bright, falling with a sword, immediately stirred sword energy.
A way of blood-colored crescent slash, carrying vast sword's power, horizontally swept over towards Vladimir.
"Hmph."
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