Now and the Future: The Strongest Swordsman's Battle

Zoro's momentum surged as he shouted, "Don't regret it when you die, Hawk-Eye!" He crossed the two swords in his hands, then sprang into the air.

"Oni Giri!"

He charged at Hawk-Eye with unparalleled explosive force. The three blades formed a flawless web of attack, cutting off every possible route of retreat.

Facing this seemingly unsolvable attack, Hawk-Eye merely stood where he was and raised his little knife.

"Frog at the bottom of a well. Let me show you just how vast the world is!"

As he spoke, Hawk-Eye thrust his little knife forward.

"Clink~"

With a crisp sound, the little knife struck precisely at the point where Zoro's three swords crossed, effortlessly blocking his Oni Giri.

"I can't move!"

Zoro discovered that no matter how hard he pushed, he could not advance even an inch. It was as though what stood before him was not a person, but an immovable mountain.

How could this be possible?!

Looking at Hawk-Eye, who held that little knife with only three fingers, Zoro could hardly believe it.

"How did he do that? No one should have been able to see through this move! How could something this ridiculous happen?!"

His Three Sword Style Oni Giri had always been unstoppable. No one had ever seen through it, much less blocked it, but now...

No matter what, the gap shouldn't have been this enormous!

Zoro began to question everything. He could not accept that such a vast gulf existed in this world, that someone could treat the swordsmanship he took such pride in as an old man playing with a child. Yet whether he believed it or not, the truth lay before his eyes. Hawk-Eye pushed his little knife forward by half an inch, and the immense force instantly sent Zoro sliding backward, telling him