The New World's Greatest Swordsman

Boom----!

No one has the energy to think about what happened in any given moment.

Because the deafening roar filled the entire world the next second.

Even though they had already escaped a kilometer away, the enormous impact that followed still caused everyone to cough up blood.

To be honest, if it weren't for the surrounding terrain...

The consequences...

However, even though they had suffered considerable injuries, everyone reacted remarkably in unison, immediately turning around to look.

"My God..."

"Am I... am I dreaming?"

"My legs are weak, help me up..."

Then, when they saw what was happening behind them, everyone fell silent in disbelief, and many even collapsed to the ground with their legs giving way.

The reason is quite simple.

At this moment, the mountain behind Mihawk had disappeared.

Disappeared in the literal sense.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Although Lin Yan had compressed the power of the Holy Sword to its limit, it still inevitably exploded the moment the torrent of light met Yoru.

And then that mountain...

Cough cough.

The battlefield at this moment can only be described as utterly devastating.

From Lin Yan's feet to where Mihawk was, there was a deep crack, about two fingers wide, that seemed to have no end.

That previous slash cleaved the entire earth in two, like tofu.

Starting from where Mihawk began to defend, behind him lay the azure sea. The mountains that were originally behind him had completely disappeared, leaving only a desolate hole that was constantly being filled with seawater.

"..."

For a moment, both the strong and the weak fell silent.

Although many people were too busy escaping to witness just how terrifying the light was, the traces left at the scene still offer some clues.

If he didn't run away...

It's absolutely frozen solid!

Many swordsmen felt a chill run down their spines, and then firmly remembered Lin Yan's appearance, vowing never to offend this monster again.

"..."

Mihawk stood silently in place.

However, he escaped back.

At the last moment, thanks to his immense strength, he barely managed to escape the area covered by the light cannon, despite suffering a tremendous impact.

But it's managed to hold on.

He's back now to retrieve his own Yoru.

If it weren't for Ai Jian's final intervention, whether he could have escaped at all is questionable...

Mihawk's feelings were quite complicated.

When everyone saw Mihawk pick up his Yoru, from the ground, they fell silent once again.

The reason is quite simple.

Because Mihawk is holding it in his hand right now.

It's a broken sword...

The entire sword was cleanly split in two from the middle, with an extremely smooth and even cut, as if it had been laser-cut.

"This... this... this... this... this!"

Staring at the broken sword in his hand, before Mihawk could speak, many swordsmen on the other side already showed expressions of sudden cardiac arrest.

It's broken!

That's Yoru!

The symbol of the World's Greatest Swordsman!

And yet, he perished here.

No one had foreseen this outcome, and for the swordsman, the Yoru was a legend, much like Mihawk himself.

Looking at the broken sword, the swordsmen were in unbearable pain. Although the Yoru had never belonged to them, it was still heartbreaking to see.

"..."

Only Mihawk remained silent.

Standing there for a long time, Mihawk suddenly sighed softly, then turned his head and nodded to Lin Yan.

"I lost."

Mihawk's voice was firm and resolute.

"From this day forward, you are the new World's Greatest Swordsman!"

There wasn't much regret on his face; on the contrary, Mihawk's expression seemed rather pleased.

I'm not as skilled as them!

This time, I was truly outmatched!

Even though he had given it his all, he was still defeated decisively, which was a good thing for Mihawk.

Because from today onwards, he has a new goal.

Perhaps being the World's Greatest Swordsman is actually a tragedy for a pure swordsman.

Because obtaining this title means that one is already the strongest swordsman.

At the same time, they lost their target to catch up with.

So this is fine for now.

Even though he lost his beloved sword, Mihawk now had a goal for the future, and overall, he was actually quite happy.

"... Ahem, sorry."

Seeing that Mihawk didn't seem to care about the broken Yoru at all, but instead looked quite happy, even Lin Yan felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he hadn't expected this...

The Yoru, representing Mihawk, just broke like that?

Who made this so badly...?!

Lin Yan coughed awkwardly.

Although Mihawk didn't say anything and didn't seem to mind, Lin Yan felt she should still make amends.

In light of this, Lin Yan stroked her chin and pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke to Mihawk.

"In short, I'll find you a sword that's just as good."

"No need."

Upon hearing this, Mihawk quietly shook his head.

However, Lin Yan was very serious.

For others, finding a sword comparable to the Yoru is extremely difficult, almost as difficult as ascending to heaven.

However, Lin Yan was different!

He's a man with a system!

Let alone finding a weapon comparable to Yoru, there are plenty of weapons that surpass it!

Even considering that Mihawk brought us a lot of bait this time, we still have to give him one, right?

Throughout my life, I, Lin, have never been inferior to anyone.

"Really, you don't need to... uh, are you serious?"

Mihawk shook his head again upon hearing this. He was about to say no, how could he, the former World's Greatest Swordsman, possibly lack a sword?

However, when Mihawk saw the Holy Sword in Lin Yan's hand, his tone paused subtly.

Fine sword!

want to...

He rarely cared about anything in his life.

Fame, fortune, and even beautiful women are rarely of interest to Mihawk.

But the finest sword was an exception.

Even Mihawk would drool over the undamaged Holy Sword in Lin Yan's hand...

"No problem! I'll definitely get you something even better!"

Lin Yan readily agreed, taking full responsibility.

It's not a big problem, sit down!

"..."

Mihawk fell silent again, seemingly feeling he had gotten the better deal. After a long pause, Mihawk finally uttered a somewhat embarrassed remark.

"I will pay."