The World's Number One

In the north of the Land of the Sun, on a deserted island, Kiyotsune Kuniichi and Mihawk would face off.

As the host, Kiyotsune Kuniichi had arrived early. He came to the island and quietly closed his eyes to rest.

He had not arrived much earlier. Mihawk's whereabouts had been monitored the entire time, and it was no secret. When they set out, they had already received word that Hawk Eyes Mihawk had entered these waters.

Apart from Kiyotsune Kuniichi, the island was empty. Around it, though, ships of every size were scattered across the sea.

The most eye-catching were the Red-Haired Pirates' and Night Pirates' figurehead ships.

Whitebeard had not come. With only a few division commanders, it would be difficult to compare with the Night Pirates and the Red-Haired Pirates.

Here, both the Red-Haired Pirates and the Night Pirates had the power to wipe them out with ease, if they so chose.

Even so, they were forces no one dared provoke.

Besides, the main purpose of everyone's arrival was to watch the match. No conflict was expected.

Time passed. No one grew impatient; instead, they only grew more eager.

The World Economic News was broadcasting Mihawk's position live through Transponder Snails.

Finally, he was here!

That man had arrived!

White spray curled behind the small boat, tracing a beautiful arc through the air.

Its streamlined hull, predominantly dark in color, looked incredibly luxurious.

This was Mihawk's personal vessel, a luxury motorized boat named the Night Owl.

With Reporter Birds broadcasting from above, the live aerial view offered a clear look inside the boat.

Mihawk looked completely at ease, sitting quietly with his feet on the pedal. The boat moved forward on its own as he swirled a glass of red wine in his hand and fixed his gaze