Versus Ryuma!

Over the course of a month, countless pirates flocked to Sahawu Island. The swordsmanship tournament being held there was of immense significance to master swordsmen, but it was equally meaningful to other pirates. They could recruit powerful crew members or obtain firsthand information on the changing state of affairs. To make it in the New World, one had to be extremely well-informed; otherwise, one might not even know how they died in the future. After all, every era had its own glory, and who knew how many people had been taken down by rising stars because they blindly believed too much in their own strength.

"Mirai Uchiha, it's been six years. Though I know that, with my current strength, I can't defeat your other abilities, if we're talking purely about swordsmanship, I may not be inferior to you. Six years ago, our duel ended in a draw. This time, I will definitely defeat you!"

On a flat mountain plateau somewhere on Sahawu Island, countless pirates had formed a circle, leaving an open stretch of mountain ground nearly a thousand meters wide in the center. Two swordsmen were already competing there. Asama Ryoma stood beside Mirai Uchiha, his face full of confidence. In six years, his strength had reached the peak of the Swordmaster realm. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he and Mirai Uchiha were evenly matched. Unfortunately, during those six years, he had traveled through many parts of the Grand Line without ever seeing a trace of a dragon. Thus, he still had not earned the honor of being called the "Dragon-Slaying Samurai."

"Yeah, we'll know after we fight." Mirai Uchiha glanced at Asama Ryoma dismissively, then continued, "Although this tournament is for competing over the title of the world's greatest swordsman, how about we add some stakes of our