Chapter 121 What's Wrong with a Man Entrusting His Dreams to Another Man?

A cold air as strong as the collapse of the sky followed, freezing the pirates on the entire pirate ship, and ice sculptures formed in an instant.

Even Captain Crocodile, who turned into a giant crocodile, only lasted a few more breaths.

The terrifying cold air even froze most of the ocean currents, forming a section of underwater icebergs protruding from the sea!

In the small town under the Whiskey Peak, Ikalem with golden curly hair stared at the man in amazement.

Admiral of the Navy - Aokiji Kuzan!

Mr. 9 next to him trembled and expressed the same doubts of the two.

"Admiral of the Navy, why are you here!?"

No one would give them an answer, the reality is completely unpredictable.

On the warship, the artillery has been mobilized, and the roaring artillery threw shells into the sea to blast the frozen sea surface.

"Admiral Aokiji! Because of some accidents, we need some time to open up the route!"

The adjutant reported so, and embarrassedly did not mention that the accident was caused by Kuzan's action.

But Kuzan knew this better than him, and did not shirk responsibility.

He just smiled gently: "Sorry, I have caused you trouble."

"If it weren't for you, I think many of our marines would have lost their lives in the battle. After all, the total bounty of the Crocodile Pirates has been 100 million Baileys."

The adjutant hurriedly explained.

"That's it, you speed up."

The tall man looked into the distance, his eyes solemnly said: "I'm afraid I can't make it here. Shanks used bubble coating to dive from the sea, and was lucky enough to catch several undercurrents.

Even if the warship is moving at full speed, there is no way to catch up with him.

Now, we can only rely on Mr. Garp, hoping that he has arrived in Rogue Town."

"That..."

At this time, the signalman suddenly appeared and said hesitantly: "Excuse me, the East China Sea branch just sent a message."

"What?"

Kuzan turned his head and asked.

"The 77th branch witnessed the appearance of Mihawk, and it seems that he will collide with Vice Admiral Garp from the route."

"What!?"

At that moment.

Just like at this moment.

On the dog-head warship, Garp, who was still sleeping, suddenly stood up and looked at the end of the sea with a serious face.

In the blue sky and sea, the momentum of a sharp sword rose to the sky.

The clouds slowly cracked into a bottomless crack.

It was like the sky was falling!

"Hawkeye Mihawk!"

Bogart's pupils shrank, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "How dare you!"

Compared with the fierceness in other places,

Rogue Town was as calm as ever. Smoker's return undoubtedly suppressed a group of pirates who wanted to riot.

Today's naval prison is full of many pirate captains with bounties of millions.

Of course,

Rogue Town is the only sailing supply point to the Grand Line after all, and there are too many pirates hiding here.

Ron and others are naturally one of them.

The Mantis Shrimp sailed into the port. This ship that had never appeared in front of the navy was already mediocre, not to mention that in the eyes of those navy soldiers, only a weak woman came down.

In fact, there are three more people who can't be seen.

Ron used two bottles of invisibility potion, Zoro put on an invisibility cloak, and Nami wore a secret ring.

The anchorage was handed over to Nokigo, who didn't show up much, and everything went smoothly.

The navy soldiers at the port were completely unaware that the scum that the Navy Headquarters regarded as to be disposed of - the Fierce God Pirates.

They had already entered Rogue Town and didn't even cause any waves.

Fortunately,

Ron didn't plan to make trouble now, but went to the weapon shop in Rogue Town first.

The owner of the weapon shop, which is said to have been passed down for hundreds of years, is called Yibensong, and his wine-grooved nose is a bit conspicuous.

But what is conspicuous is his hairstyle, which is like wings, probably to make his Mediterranean look less ugly.

Of course,

This is not what Ron said, but Nami who took off the ring complained so much.

"What Mediterranean! What are you talking about! I'm in my prime!"

Yibensong had a dark face. If it weren't for the fact that this was a beautiful girl, he would have rolled up his sleeves and started!

"Okay, boss, I'll buy a knife. Where is the cheapest knife?"

Ron spoke at the right time.

What?

So you're a poor guy!

Ippomatsu pointed impatiently at the swords in the barrel in the corner: "Fifty thousand berries each, no bargaining!"

"Go find it, the knife you like is the one I'll give you."

Ron also pointed, urging the surprised Zoro to find a knife.

Zoro's expression was strange at first, and then he suddenly froze when he was rummaging in the barrel, and then he took out a strange long knife.

The head and buttocks are decorated, the knife is a cross, relatively simple, with a handle shark and a handle roll.

The blade is long and has a large arc. The blade pattern is a typical flame pattern steel blade, giving people a sense of weirdness.

'Why is this kind of knife here? '

Zoro's eyes changed slightly, even if he just glanced at it hastily, he could find that this knife is not a cheap knife of fifty thousand berries at all!

At least it is a good knife of the fast knife level, and one knife on the market is worth more than one million berries.

How did Ron find out?

Was he supposed to make a fortune quietly and buy the dusty knife from the boss who didn't know the value of it?

However, the momentum of this knife is so strange.

It's like... similar to Ron's magic knife, but not as fierce as Qianren, giving him a restrained feeling.

Should it be called a demon knife?

However,

Before Zoro could think clearly,

Ippondo shouted: "Hey, you'd better give up that sword. I won't sell it to you."

"If that's the case, what's the point of putting it in a barrel worth 50,000 Baileys?"

Nami spoke at the right time, looking surprised.

Ippondo glanced at it, but didn't explain, just said: "I won't sell it anyway."

The truth is actually very simple,

He just plans to sell this sword to people who don't know how to use a sword and just want to buy a sword on impulse.

Only in this way will this demon sword not harm people.

At least it won't kill a real swordsman.

And the green-haired man can identify the Sandai Kitetsu at a glance, obviously he is a real swordsman.

So, he won't sell it!

"Demon sword, is it because of this?"

Zoro spoke thoughtfully, which made Ippondo change color slightly.

"You know?"

"I can feel an ominous aura."

"If you know, put it down quickly. This sword is the Sandai Kitetsu. During the long time it has been circulating in the sea, the final end of each owner is not very good, and basically no one has a good end.

Even if a smart person sells the Sandai Kitetsu early, it will have been broken by then."

Ipponmatsu snorted coldly, drooping his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the black-haired man.

He could see that the black-haired man was the leader of the trio.

Ron noticed Ipponmatsu's gaze, but ignored it and just looked at Zoro: "How do you feel?"

"In terms of ominous aura, it is still inferior to your magic sword. Yours really feels like it will bite its master at any time. I can't see the degree of this one, I can only feel that it is a demon sword."

Zoro answered truthfully.

"Are you confident?" Ron asked again.

Zoro grinned: "Who do you think I am? I am the swordsman who will replace Mihawk as the world's number one swordsman!"

"Then convince him."

Ron looked at Ippondo and chuckled: "We have a swordsman who aspires to be the world's number one. The demon sword is not a problem."

"Hey, how many swordsmen's words do you think I have heard so far? Most of them ended up with broken arms or missing legs, and sold the Sandai Kitetsu to me at the original price.

Why do you think it stayed in the barrel of 50,000 Baileys?"

Ippondo looked at Zoro's thin figure with disdain and sneered.

"Really? Then let's do this."

Zoro pulled out the Sandai Kitetsu and raised the blade upwards: "My luck and its curse, let's see which one is stronger!"

"What are you talking about..."

Ippondo impatiently stood up and wanted to take the demon sword away, but suddenly found that Zoro had thrown the Sandai Kitetsu high up, and the sharp blade was spinning in the air.

Under the sharp blade, Zoro stretched out his arm and closed his eyes.

"Hey, that knife is very sharp, your arm will be cut off!"

Ipponmatsu was shocked and almost thought that this group of people were blackmailing him.

But it was too late to react at this time, and those who could react just watched quietly.

Nami subconsciously pulled out a finger-sized Ruyi stick, but was grabbed by Ron with both hands.

The broad hand opened five fingers like a swimming fish and crossed with the white fingers, and covered the Ruyi stick in the palms of the two people with ten fingers interlocked.

Ron looked straight ahead and watched the demon sword spinning down calmly.

He had seen the end.

The third generation of Kitetsu seemed to have its own will, or maybe Zoro was lucky.

The tip of the knife barely scraped past his arm and cut off a little hair tip, and then the back of the knife curved like an arc turned around Zoro's arm.

Click,

With just a sound,

the free-falling third generation of Kitetsu inserted into the ground, almost without a handle.

The sharpness can be seen!

The voice of Ipponmatsu, who was excited for a moment, suddenly stopped, like a drake being strangled by the neck.

"It seems that he is better."

Ron stepped forward and stared at Ipponmatsu: "So, can it be sold now?"

"Yes, your swordsman is a good swordsman."

Ipponmatsu stared at Zoro closely, watching him calmly draw out the Sandai Kitetsu.

Swordsman,

Good swordsman!

Not the swordsman who only talks big, speaks boldly all day long but has no willpower.

But a real, excellent swordsman who is not afraid of any problems!

He seemed to see himself a long time ago, and he seemed to be like this at that time.

The long-lasting memories are so long that Ipponmatsu can no longer remember the shortcomings at that time, and he has forgotten why he went to sea.

He only remembers that kind of high-spiritedness, just like the swordsman in front of him.

If there was no commission before his father became seriously ill, the appearance of his wife, and the inheritance of the weapon shop. Perhaps he would take the family heirloom sword and leave his own story on the sea.

Or die unwillingly and regretfully somewhere in the sea, ending his adventure.

But Yibensong also knew that he was not the person he dreamed of.

Time could not be reversed, and the lost spirit could not be recovered. Everything collapsed into this boring and warm family.

He could never leave Rogue Town to experience the adventure of his dreams.

But,

He could do another thing!

"Wait a minute!"

Yibensong suddenly turned around and ran up to the second floor, his steps were so hurried that it seemed as if he was chasing his lost youth.

Nami felt the warmth transmitted by the big palm,

She thought of the ring that startled her again, and asked absently: "What is he doing?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's chasing his lost youth."

"?"

Nami's question was not answered, because Ipponmatsu had already appeared holding a cloth frame.

The heavy knife rest hit the counter with a heavy shock.

"What is he going to do?"

Sauron sheathed the third generation ghost and approached in surprise.

But he saw Ippon Song lifting up the dusty cloth, revealing a long sheathed sword that had been polished brightly.

"The blade is made of black lacquer tachi."

Ipponmatsu skillfully and unfamiliarly pulled out the sharp blade and held it up: "The blade is a small T-shaped blade - Kuai Knife Snow! Although our store is not a famous store, this knife is already the best!"

"What do you mean? You want to sell it?"

Sauron looked at Xue Zai's blade in surprise and saw that it was indeed a good knife.

"No!"

Ipponmatsu looked serious: "I am entrusting you! This knife was my knife in the early years. I originally planned to use it to make a name for myself on the sea and leave a story of my own.

But - as you can see, I inherited the store passed down from my ancestors. "

"No, in that case shouldn't we cherish it better?"

Nami couldn't help but complain.

"No, Xue Zou was born for fighting. The meaning of the sword's existence is to kill. To seal it blindly is to let it gather dust!"

Ippon Song glanced sideways at Nami and secretly said, "Xiong Da Wu Nai."

Then he looked at Sauron and put the snow into the sheath and held it up to his chest: "Now, I hope you can accept it and take the snow away to see what it should have seen but I can't give it!"

"It seems like it was just the first day we met, right? You don't even know what my personality is, so you entrusted me with your beloved knife?"

Zoro looked surprised and did not take the snow and leave.

"so what?"

Ippon Song solemnly handed the sheathed snow forward: "What's wrong with a man entrusting his dreams to a man!?"

Zoro's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously looked at Ron.

"You can make up your own mind, this is not entrusted to me." Ron pulled Nami back.

".is that so?"

Zoro thought for a moment, but then he took a step forward, bowed slightly, took the handful of snow and walked away: "Then, it would be disrespectful to refuse!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ipponmatsu seemed to have had a big stone lifted from his heart, and laughed extremely relaxedly.

That's it, that's fine.

His past dreams, past ambitions, and past longings should be entrusted to this man along with Xue Zai.

Maybe they don't know each other, maybe they are just passers-by.

But as long as that man's spirit is passed on, that's enough.

He will stay in this small family that he finds boring but enjoys it and does not want to leave, watching the man who took away his dream and beloved knife move toward the end of the sea.

Maybe in the not-too-distant future, he will see the legend of the green-haired swordsman and Yukizako.

that's enough!

Of course, Yuki Kaguya was the only one who was entrusted with it, so Zoro the Third Kitetsu paid the price anyway.

In fact, he was not poor. After all, Ron would still force some money on him, and he would still have 1 million Baileys after he accumulated it.