Lin Mo drew Toyako from his waist.
The move left most of the spectators thoroughly baffled.
"He's using a Wooden Sword against Hawk-Eye? Has the kid lost his mind?"
"What a joke. He has a real sword, so why use a Wooden Sword?"
"Could that Wooden Sword be something special? I can't see anything unusual about it."
"You lot just haven't seen enough." Yasopp grinned. "Little Lin Mo has good taste. Do you think an ordinary Wooden Sword would catch his eye?"
"Yasopp's right." Red-Hair studied Toyako with a smile. "That sword is anything but ordinary."
Hawk-Eye glanced at Toyako in Lin Mo's hand, then drew Yoru from his back. The black blade was one of the Twelve Supreme Grade Blades.
Against a weak opponent, Hawk-Eye would not even use Yoru. He would fight with the tiny cross-shaped knife hanging at his chest.
But he had sensed Lin Mo's strength the moment he saw him. That was why he had drawn Yoru from the start.
"Before we begin, answer me one question." Hawk-Eye's expression was cool. "Why did you challenge me?"
Before Lin Mo could answer, Red-Hair called out excitedly from dozens of meters away. "The kid wants to take your place as a Master Swordsman! Hahaha! Better watch yourself, Hawk-Eye. He's crafty enough to beat you."
Hawk-Eye shot Red-Hair a speechless glance, then turned back to Lin Mo. "I can tell you're not someone who cares about fame or status."
Lin Mo shrugged. "And I can tell you're not someone who likes wasting words."
"Heh." Hawk-Eye gave a cold laugh. "What an arrogant kid. Fine. Let's begin."
Hawk-Eye stood still, apparently waiting for him to make the first move. Lin Mo gripped Toyako and unleashed Divine Departure, sending a spiraling slash packed with Haki hurtling toward him.
"There it