Great Swordsman

In that instant, a tremendous aura erupted from John's body in every direction, blowing away the dust and smoke around him.

Ye Mu felt as though the twin swords in the man's hands had locked onto every part of him. If he moved even an inch, he would be cut down. There was nowhere to dodge.

"So this is the presence of a Great Swordsman!"

If Bullet had overwhelmed Ye Mu with sheer strength, making victory seem impossible, John inspired a different feeling: mortal danger. Ye Mu could almost see himself drenched in blood.

But what was there to fear?

Excitement surged through Ye Mu.

Sitting still and waiting to die was not his style.

He could feel the gulf between their swordsmanship. At this moment, it seemed impossible to cross. So what?

Beneath the weight of John's presence, Ye Mu held his twin swords across his body without giving an inch. His eyes gleamed crimson as he spoke.

"What a terrifying feeling. Is this the power of a Great Swordsman from the previous era? Even so, I'm not going to sit here and wait to die."

As he spoke, Ye Mu raised Lion Maru and Heaven.

Black Haki coiled around one blade, while flames surged up and wrapped around the other.

In an instant, Lion Maru and Heaven became a pitch-black sword and a sword of flame.

Boom...

Ye Mu's own aura burst forth.

John watched without much change in expression. He began spinning his twin swords, Haki winding around them, and lowered his gaze slightly as he spoke.

"An impressive presence. But you have no idea what it means to be a Great Swordsman. A sword wielded by the body alone will never hit me."

"Is that so? Then let's find out!"

"As you wish!"

Both men kicked