I, the great swordsman, am definitely not a bootlicker

At the foot of Whiskey Mountain under the moonlight, a swordsman was standing in a pool of blood, staring blankly at the Third Generation Kitetsu with his hands covered in blood. There were at least eighty bounty hunters lying in the pool of blood.

"A demon sword?"

Strange... The original owner didn't seem to be affected by this. The original owner was not a soft-hearted person. I could vaguely remember that although the original owner caused a big disturbance in Whiskey Mountain, he showed mercy to most people.

Open the system panel:

Host: Sauron

Strength: 1311 (+)

Constitution: 1421 (+)

Speed: 1306 (+)

Swordsmanship: 2644 (+)

Ghost Qi: -10

Skills: Three Sword Styles - One Gorikira, Two Gorikira, Two Gorikisam, Oni Slash... Two Sword Styles - Iai, Rashomon, Sound Wave, Two Slash... One Sword Style - Iai, Shishige, Flying Dragon... Six Styles of the Navy: Iron Block, Shave.

Fruit development level: DIV/0!

Love value:

Sure enough, the ghost energy value has changed. Could it be because of using Kitetsu to kill people? But why is it negative?

"You devil! Die!!"

The wind was howling, and the dazed Zoro was caught off guard and leaned back hastily. A huge wooden ladder brushed past his head.

At this moment, a tall, black-faced Barbie doll suddenly appeared, stepped on his right hand, pressed his cheek with one hand, raised his fist with brass knuckles and smashed it on his head: "Go to hell!!"

Zoro smiled wickedly, raised his left hand and caught the incoming fist. He exerted force with his left hand, flipping the Barbie doll over like pulling a mountain. Then he lifted her up by the face and said, "A contest of strength?"

Ding, I found out that I can bind to goddess Ms. Monday. Do you want to bind?

Are you sure she appeared in three episodes?

He was very conflicted. Looking at the burly figure, he thought that this kind of dark history would be enough once.

Besides, looking at the hateful look on her face, it is impossible for her to agree. She should be considered Vivi's friend. Killing her may affect Vivi's exclusive plot. Forget it.

Zoro lifted the hilt of his sword and knocked her unconscious temporarily.

"Impossible! Ms. Monday lost in strength!"

Zoro turned to look at the three remaining people: "Baroque Studio, is this it?"

Mayor Curly suddenly realized: "I see, the mystery is solved... The navy made a mistake with the wanted order!"

Mr. 9 panicked: "Yeah, if this guy was a wanted criminal with a $3000 million dollar value, I would understand!"

Weiwei sweatdropped. "I see. Knowing yourself and your enemy allows you to fight better...right?"

"Oh, do you want to continue?" Zoro looked at them playfully.

"We are entrusted by our boss to take charge of this place. This is a matter of responsibility." Mayor Curly said with a serious expression.

...Come on, it's like no one knows you're an undercover agent...

Just as Zoro was still complaining, the curly-haired mayor played the saxophone to him.

"Spiky Ball Horn!"

chug chu...

Zoro jumped onto the roof and quickly found a shelter to hide. It was a difficult situation. He couldn't kill these people. He had to wait for the people chasing them to come.

"On Wednesday, Ms.

"Understood, Mr. 9."

Then Weiwei started her mysterious operation and summoned the legendary duck - Kalu!

"Come on! Karu——"

"Ga!" Kalu raised his hand.

"I'm not telling you to raise your hands!! Come to my side!"

After Weiwei got on the big duck and sat firmly, she said: "Come on! Let him feel the power of your legs that surpasses that of a cheetah!!"

"Gah!"

"Who told you to sit down?!"

Zoro, who was on the wall, held his forehead slightly with his hand. He was indeed a funny guy.

"Hahahaha, it's okay for you to look around!" Funny No. 2 Mr. 9 appeared on the clock tower above.

"Can you handle my acrobatic moves?" said Funny No. 2 as he somersaulted down.

You said it yourself was acrobatics...

clang!

The funny guy No. 2 turned over and took out two big iron sticks and smashed them at Zoro, but he easily blocked them.

"This is a metal stick. Be careful not to damage your blade."

Alas, Zoro was helpless. He stabbed him quickly with a knife in one hand, played with him, forced him into a corner, and then taunted him: "Hey, show me your best acrobatic tricks."

"Since you want to see...ah..." Doubi did a gorgeous backflip and fell off the roof.

"Ugh!"

"Mr. Swordsman!"

Zoro turned his head and saw Vivi holding perfume in her hand, standing on Kalu's back: "Come... stare at my body carefully, charm - Meimayi dance!"

Ding! Received a reward from girlfriend number 6, with a love value of +500.

Looking at Vivi twisting her waist, Zoro couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Being funny has its advantages. Just release the smoke, why reward the opponent?

Zoro grinned, held his breath and savored it carefully. He had to say, this wave - his face was a little red.

She dances so hard, it’s not right to do it for free, should I collect, like and follow her?

"Damn it! Are you holding your breath?"

Weiwei pulled out a sharp pendant from somewhere and spun it around on her pinky finger. "Karu rush! Peacock spreads its tail!"

But... look at the driving skills... it's off course, no need to dodge.

"We're running the wrong way!" Weiwei turned into a mermaid and said, "Ah! Stop—I'm going to fall!"

Yes, they fell off the roof.

"Prepare to fire!!"

boom!

"shave!"

Like a Transformer, the curly-haired uncle pulled out several cannon barrels hidden in his hair, pulled his bow tie, and fired several shells at the rooftop where Zoro was. Unfortunately, they only hit the air.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just say, don’t your ears hurt?

Never mind, see you later.

Boom!

The curly-haired uncle was hit on the head with the handle of the knife and fell into a coma.

"shave!"

dong dong!

Mr.9 and Weiwei also received the same treatment.

The night in Whiskey Mountain returned to peace.

Zoro found a high place where he could see the situation of the three people, sat cross-legged, and stared at the Third Generation Kitetsu in his hand, lost in thought.

This Third Generation Kitetsu seems to really affect his will and make him bloodthirsty. Why the original owner doesn't seem to be affected? Zoro is very self-aware of this.

Although he was a self-disciplined man, for the sake of his life, he fought in all the games with a favorable situation except for the battle with Hawkeye. Even when he was betting on the third generation of Kitetsu, he used an iron block for fear that his arm would be in danger. In terms of belief and awareness, he only had a little bit, but not much.

The ghost energy value was also very strange. Although it had changed, apart from making him bloodthirsty, there was no sign of him comprehending the Asura sword skills.

Moreover, the change in ghost energy is negative, perhaps it is related to the influence of Kitetsu on the mind.

Then, it is very likely that the original owner was able to subdue Gui Che's will and control the ghost energy with his own will, instead of being controlled by the ghost energy like him, so he was able to comprehend the Ashura sword skills.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is such a headache. Ghost energy is a troublesome thing. If I don’t solve it, as I kill more and more people, I might become a monster that only knows how to kill.

If you want to dispel the ghost energy, Conqueror's Haki can definitely be used. Even Yama can be suppressed, not to mention the little Third Generation Kitetsu. But I'm poor and need 10 love points, so I can only think of other ways.

In my previous life, I have read some scriptures about Ashura. As a otaku, the kind of literature I like is either about immortals or Taoism.

Asuras—they are angry and aggressive, but they are kind-hearted, and they believe in Buddhism.

Zoro muttered to himself, "If I use the power of the Dharma Protector in the ghost realm and ride through it into the sky, this Asura will be born from an egg and captured by the ghost realm. Do I have to... shave my head?"

If I shave my head, I will become a scumbag. Forget it... I won’t shave my head for now. Ananda’s fall is the beginning of defeating the devil. Let me try the "Lingyun Sutra" first.

Then, a strange scene appeared. Facing the corpses all over the ground, the swordsman sat cross-legged on the roof, holding the Kidō with the blade still dripping with blood in one hand, and making a palm seal in front of his chest with the other hand, muttering Moka.

At the foot of Whiskey Mountain, blood flowed like a river and the sound of Buddhist chants lingered.