Capítulo 296: Chapter 295
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"Infinite Flash Strike!"
Abel vanished from his spot, instantly reappearing in front of Mihawk.
It wasn't metaphorical, it was real teleportation!
At such speed, even the prepared Mihawk couldn't react in time, as Abel slashed at his chest with a silver sword light.
Armament Haki did not provide sufficient protection.
The sword light, formed by the concentration of the sword's will, could ignore the defense to a certain extent, inflicting damage both physically and mentally.
However, due to Mihawk's strong will, he wasn't significantly impacted.
Since the move was called "Infinite Flash Strike," it implied there would be more than one slash.
In an instant, Abel became like a streak of silver lightning, infinitely flickering within the domain.
'Hawkeye' Mihawk then sustained several wounds.
But they were superficial.
Because 'Hawkeye' had protected his vital points.
Teleportation is indeed hard to counter, but if one knows Abel's target from the get-go, the pressure to defend is considerably less.
Almost the moment after the first strike, Mihawk's eyes spotted the 'flaw' of the attack.
As Abel's teleportation increased, Mihawk's eyes grew sharper.
Unnoticeably, an invisible circle extended from beneath Mihawk's feet.
Then, Mihawk suddenly ceased to protect his vitals, presenting himself full of openings, standing still.
A sign of giving up hope?
Another person might think so.
But this is the World's Greatest Swordsman!
Only the witless would think that way.
Abel, of course, had wits about him, yet he had no other choice.
Just like back then, even though Mihawk guessed it could be a trap, he still made his move.
Without clear knowledge of what the opponent plans to do, the best response is to commit to one's own strike.
And Abel made the same choice.
Regardless if the opponent was bluffing, misleading, or luring him into an attack, he didn't care.
If he doubted his conviction to strike, he'd be undeniably defeated!
Slash!
Abel teleported again, thrusting his sword.
But the moment he appeared, Mihawk's sword also descended.
Abel's thrust merely penetrated the opponent's shoulder, whereas Mihawk's blade nearly sliced Abel in half diagonally.
A long and ghastly wound stretched from Abel's left shoulder to his right hip.
Critically wounded, Abel spat out a mouthful of blood, puzzled, he asked "Hawkeye," "How did you predict I would appear at that spot?"
"If this is the sword domain you've mastered, then mine is called 'Invincible Presence, Guaranteed Decimation'!"
"Anyone who enters this 'circle' will trigger my automatic counterattack."
Hearing this explanation, a glimpse of realization shone in Abel's eyes.
"So that's it."
In short, it wasn't that Mihawk predicted where Abel would teleport, but because Abel entered Mihawk's 'killing circle.'
It's as if having an automatic targeting system installed; no matter how one breaks in, as soon as they appear, they're showered with gunfire.
It even seemed slightly reminiscent of the Domain Expansion with guaranteed hits from the world of "Jujutsu Kaisen."
Perhaps there's even more to it.
With a thud, Abel fell. His sword domain shattered along with him.
Mihawk had no intention of wiping out his opponent completely. He sheathed his sword and turned to leave.
Step by step,
Suddenly, Mihawk turned around, his expression filled with astonishment.
What he thought had ended had not truly concluded.
Because that young man, Abel, had stood up again.
Clearly, the strike had grievously wounded him, which could lead to death without timely aid!
"Is he relying on willpower?"
"How foolish!"
He couldn't win uninjured, and now, despite being seriously wounded, he still acts tough.
But what shocked Mihawk even more came afterwards.
Instead of weakening due to the severity of his injuries, the young man's aura surged once again!
How could this be?!
At this moment, activating his innate ability "Warrior's Soul," and unleashing three hundred percent of his battle power, Abel spoke, "As a return gift, I have one final slash."
"Fine, then bring it on!"
Mihawk once again drew his black blade, not initiating the attack but waiting for Abel's earth-shattering strike!
A boundless dark aura erupted from Abel, and the enormous shadow of a six-armed Dark Heavenly Demon appeared behind him in an instant.
This demon shadow made Mihawk feel threatened for the first time.
Yes, although he had suffered some superficial wounds, he had not gone all out until now.
More so, he was interested in witnessing Abel's comprehension of swordsmanship.
Dark Breath, Seventh Form, Dark Heavenly Demon!
Abel unleashed the strongest strike he was capable of so far.
As he made his move, his body began to crumble under the force, which it couldn't bear.
Sensing a crisis between life and death, the gourmet cells within Abel's body frantically worked to save him, attempting to maintain his body and slow down the disintegration.
This time, the six-armed Dark Heavenly Demon did not merely utilize one arm. Instead, it raised both hands, and two colossal dark blades crossed and slashed down.
At the same time, Mihawk made his move.
"Dawn!"
Whoosh!
It seemed as though something had flashed by, followed by an astonishing spectacle!
The entire sky was cleaved in two!
Neat rows of clouds parted ways, leaving behind a kilometers-long 'scar' in their midst.
It appeared as though the sky had been split in half.
Sunlight streamed through the 'scar', akin to the last glint of dawn at the end of the night.
The shadow of the six-armed Dark Heavenly Demon vanished.
Mihawk stopped the blow but not entirely.
Boom!!!
The ground shook violently, as if a dragon were turning over beneath it!
A colossal 'X'-shaped fissure stretching for kilometers tore through the earth, splitting the city into four parts.
It was hard to imagine the full power of this strike, capable of dividing an entire island into four.
Mihawk let out a breath, his eyes shimmering with shock. At least at Abel's age, he couldn't have achieved this.
Flying slashes, illusions of the sword, sword intent, even the realm of swordsmanship!
To reach such a stage at such a young age, indeed, he was a genius among geniuses.
"This duel ends here for now."
"Gustavus Abel, no matter how many years it takes, I will await you in this seat of the strongest."
"Then we shall resume this undecided battle and you will surpass me."
When Mihawk looked at Abel again, his gaze was filled with undisguised admiration!
This young man was his greatest discovery from his journey to the West Blue!
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