Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece

The sword energy carved a trench several feet deep into the beach, stretching for dozens of meters all the way to the edge of the dense forest. The sturdy trees were swept away by the aftershocks and snapped in half.

In fact, if you add an overbearing aura, the destructive power of this sword energy will be even greater.

As for why Uchiha Hakuba could also use such powerful sword energy, it can only be said that the Uchiha clan was indeed a genius.

"So strong..."

Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes widened, and the grass she was holding in her mouth fell to the ground, her face filled with shock.

She gripped the Snow Clearing Blade tightly, her palms drenched in cold sweat.

She could clearly sense that there was no domineering aura mixed in their swordsmanship; it was purely a collision of sword techniques and sword energy. Yet, the power generated by this collision was more terrifying than any battle she had ever witnessed.

Is this the duel between the swordsmen of the Grand Line? No wonder Bai Yu said that the pirates of the Grand Line are all monsters.

Faced with Uchiha Hakuba's offensive, Mihawk's swordsmanship remained as steady as a mountain, without the slightest panic.

Mihawk's gaze fell on the Kusanagi sword in Shiraha's hand, and his eyebrows under the brim of his hat twitched slightly.

During their several hard-fought battles, he could clearly feel that this seemingly ordinary longsword had actually withstood Black Blade Night's slashes without the slightest damage to its blade, not even leaving a scratch.

It should be noted that the Black Blade Yoru is a Supreme Grade Sword. After being tempered by his Armament Haki, even ordinary famous swords would shatter under its strikes. However, this Kusanagi Sword actually withstood multiple of his attacks without being covered by Armament Haki.

"An interesting sword."

Mihawk's voice carried a hint of approval: "This sword hasn't even been forged into a black blade yet, and without Armament Haki, it's already comparable to an ordinary black blade. Your sword is even more interesting than I imagined."

"You flatter me..."

Then, the hum of the Uchiha White Feather Kusanagi Sword became more and more rapid, and a faint white light appeared on the blade.

He took a sudden step forward, and the Kusanagi sword, like a shooting star, pierced towards Mihawk's heart.

This sword strike embodies both his power and skill.

A fierce fighting spirit flashed in Mihawk's eyes. He finally stopped holding back, raised the black sword Yoru high, and then slashed down at the Kusanagi sword with the force of a thunderbolt.

"clang!"

The clang of metal against metal resounded through the heavens and earth as the Kusanagi sword and the black sword Yoru clashed fiercely, their gazes meeting in mid-air.

Bai Yu's arm trembled slightly. He could feel that Mihawk's strength was far superior to his own, and the pressure emanating from Black Blade Night.

It should be said that Uchiha Hakuba is still too young and lacks training, after all, people in the One Piece world are generally quite strong.

He gritted his teeth and strained with all his might, the blade of the Kusanagi sword humming under the strain, yet it remained unbent.

Just then, Mihawk suddenly twisted his wrist.

Like a venomous snake, the black blade slid along the blade of the Kusanagi sword, avoiding the parry, and slashed towards Bai Yu's neck at a tricky angle. Bai Yu's pupils contracted sharply. He tried to dodge to the side, but Mihawk's sword speed was too fast, too fast for him to react.

At the critical moment, Bai Yu suddenly thrust the Kusanagi sword forward.

"Pfft—"

The tip of the Kusanagi sword was precisely pressed against Mihawk's left chest; just an inch further and it would pierce through his left breast.

At the same time, the blade of Black Blade Night was already pressed against White Feather's neck. The icy touch spread along his skin.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The sea breeze continued to howl, and the waves continued to crash against the beach. The two men's eyes were locked together, and neither of them moved an inch.

After a long while, Mihawk slowly withdrew the power from his blade, and the blade of Black Blade Night slightly rose, leaving White Feather's neck.

He looked at the Kusanagi sword pressed against his left chest, and a faint smile slowly curved his lips.

"draw."

Mihawk's voice was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

Bai Yu was slightly taken aback, then loosened his grip on the Kusanagi sword, which hummed as it fell to the ground. He knew that Mihawk had actually held back in that last strike.

If Mihawk really wanted to kill him, the blade of the Black Blade Yoru would have struck his head before the Kusanagi Sword even reached his left chest.

In the end, Mihawk came out on top in this contest.

The future world's greatest swordsman truly lived up to his reputation. Of course, this was just a contest of swordsmanship, and both sides had too many trump cards they couldn't use.

"You're very strong. No wonder Shanks invited you to join his crew."

Mihawk sheathed his sword and his gaze fell on Bai Yu.

"You're stronger than most swordsmen I've ever met. Your style of swordsmanship... is very interesting."

"Your swordsmanship is superior."

Bai Yu turned to look at the three dumbfounded people not far away, and smiled helplessly: "Looks like the barbecue will be a bit late tonight. How about we have a drink together?"

"good!"

Soon, the salty, damp scent of the sea breeze, mixed with the acrid aroma of burning firewood, filled the air.

Connor had already hopped and skipped to the grill, while Robin used her Devil Fruit powers to deftly tidy up the campsite that had been messed up by the sword energy, gathering the scattered firewood back together. Rangiku also relaxed her tense nerves and squatted down to help skewer the freshly prepared Sea King meat chunks.

This is the big guy that Connor blasted up with his Thunder Cannon during a break in their sparring session. It has firm flesh and a faint fishy smell.

Uchiha Hakuba sheathed the Kusanagi sword, turned around and carried several jars of strong liquor off the ship. The liquor was mellow and had a strong aftereffect.

Mihawk stood to the side, watching him skillfully break the seal on the wine jar. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his usually cold and hard features softened a bit.

"Try this."

Bai Yu handed over a jar of wine: "The strong liquor from the West Blue is no worse than that from the Grand Line. No, you may have tasted it at Shanks' place."

Mihawk took the wine jar, touched the rough earthenware wall, and tilted his head back to take a big gulp.

The spicy liquor rolled down his throat, burning his chest. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Not bad."

Everyone sat on the ground, with a flickering campfire beside them. The sea monster meat on the grill sizzled, and the oil dripped down, sending up tiny sparks.

Connor, with a golden-brown skewer of meat dangling from his mouth, leaned closer to the two and mumbled indistinctly, "Bai Yu, Bai Yu, make more puppets, we don't have enough to eat."

Bai Yu chuckled and lightly tapped the air with his fingertip.

The Devil Fruit's power spread out like threads of chakra, landing on several pieces of dead wood beside the camp.

The scattered pieces of wood seemed to come alive, quickly piecing themselves together. Under Eagle Eye's slightly surprised gaze, these seemingly useless dead woods transformed into three simple yet agile puppets.