One piece: voyager

Momonga became more surprised.

This kid was able to block his slash, although it was just a casual slash, but after all it was a slash from swordsman who reached the realm of steel cutting and a swordsman in a realm of ordinary swordsmanship would definitely not be able to deal with this easily.

And... he even awakened Observation Haki!

He seems to be 11 years old, right?

What a monster...

Regardless of his shock.

"Moon breathing technique, Sixth Form : Perpetual Night, Lonely Moon - Incessant!"

Blaze carried Raikiri in both hands and concentrated on staggering Momonga in quick and continuous chops.

In an instant.

More than a dozen sharp moon blades slashed towards Momonga with great speed.

Momonga narrowed his eyes and held his sword in both hands and slashed forward.

A strong and domineering slash engulfed the incomparable moon blades, breaking through these moon blades instantly and slashed towards Blaze.

"What!"

Blaze's eyes were startled and he immediately blocked it with Raikiri.

However, he was forced to slide more than ten meters backward by the violent slash.

When Blaze looked up again.

Momonga has taken away his sword and returned it to its sheath.

"Your aura and killing intent are very good, this kind of unique sword move is considered to be the top one I have seen so far, and your mastery is also very good, but..."

Momonga glanced at Blaze: "If you only rely on such a sword technique, you will not be able to reach the realm of steel cutting."

Blaze's eyes widened slightly.

Momonga turned his back to him and lit a cigarette.

"I don't know if anyone has told you that, in order to reach the realm of steel cutting, the will needs to be strong enough to hold a wooden stick and have the courage and confidence to cut steel."

"And if you want to have this kind of confidence and courage, you can't rely on your unique sword moves. Those sword moves will only make you blind."

Momonga turned his back to Blaze and spit out a smoke ring.

Blaze was little absentminded for a while.

"Then what should I do?"

Momonga turned and glanced at him.

"From tomorrow, abandon those sword moves."

He left after speaking another line.

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, come here again."

...

The next night.

Blaze arrived early.

After Momonga came.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense and started fighting immediately.

Blaze forcibly resisted the desire to use his sword styles and just slashed with his sword.

This time, he was taught a miserable lesson by Momonga.

After the fight.

Momonga asked how he felt when he was lying in a big pit, almost unable to move.

"After I learn it, I will definitely let you feel it..."

Blaze stared at Momonga standing on the edge of the pit and gritted his teeth.

Momonga calmly spit out the smoke ring:

"That's right, accumulate this feeling well and continue tomorrow."

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth day.

...

Such days lasted for a month.

Under the condition that he couldn't use any sword moves and other methods, he faced a swordsman in the realm of steel cutting.

Blaze was beaten unilaterally.

Fortunately, he can quickly recover his strength and repair the wounds with the sun breathing technique, otherwise it is difficult to say whether he can hold it.

After each trial, Blaze seemed to have a suffocated anger in his chest. There was nowhere to vent his anger, so he kept accumulating more and more.

In the next battle with Momonga.

Every time he slashed, he wanted to vent his accumulated anger in one strike, but every time when he intended to do it, Momonga will stop abruptly to finish the practice, making him more suffocated.

Under this constant suppression, Blaze's anger was like a balloon which was constantly being blown up, but it never burst.

Motivated by the suppressed negative emotions of anger in his heart, Blaze seemed to go crazy, waving Raikiri time and time again no matter it was day or night.

Every time he swung his sword, he will recall the face of Momonga and his mohawk hairstyle to practice harder.

He can't wait to cut it to pieces!

"Even if I don't use sword style, I must hack that guy!"

Blaze recalled the mocking words and expressions of Momonga in his mind, and red light gradually appeared in the depths of his eyes.

What he didn't notice was.

During the month when he practiced slashing frantically and focused extremely on swordsmanship, the buff of Double decree has been activated most of the time.

His swordsmanship realm has also unconsciously reached the manifestation realm (Skilled) from the manifestation realm (First Entry).

...

Within this month.

The news that the Momonga helped Blaze's swordsmanship also reached the ears of Marine's executives.

In the Fleet admiral's office, Sengoku and Vice Admiral Tsuru discussed this matter.

"Tsuru, do you think this thing needs to be stopped?"

"If it's from my perspective, I will stop it."

The gray-haired Vice Admiral Tsuru sat on the chair and said calmly. "Momonga knowingly violated the military order and taught that kid swordsmanship. They should be punished as they should be, but..."

She sighed lightly.

"If you think about Zephyr, I think this thing can be ignored."

"Just treat it as some compensation, Sengoku."

Sengoku was silent for a moment, then nodded.

...

Soon.

More than a month passed.

This night.

Naval Headquarters Vice Admiral Gion nicknamed Momousagi, returned from a mission that had been lurking outside for two years.

Several others from the Marine Academy, under the arrangement of Tokikake, set up a reception banquet for her and had a small gathering together.

Momonga was also pulled over by his friend Doberman.

"I heard that Momonga have been teaching that specially recruited intern swordsmanship every night?"

Vice Admiral Chaton nicknamed Tokikake spoke coming in front of Momonga.

"Is it?"

Momousagi was also interested and looked at Momonga.

Looking at Momousagi's drunken and beautiful face, Momonga nodded.

"Yeah."

"Hey...Is the intern named Blaze? I met Hina on the way back and I heard Hina say that he is a very interesting kid."

Momousagi asked very interested. "Will you teach him tonight? Can I go and see?"

"Well..."

"What? Just go and see, what's the big deal."

Tokikake put his arm around Momonga's shoulder,

"It's rare for Momousagi to come back. If you guy dares to refuse her, I will, I will... vomit."

The corner of Momonga's eyes jumped.

"Hey, bastard, don't spit it out."

"Haha, this guy's drink volume is still as bad as ever."

Doberman laughed.

"Stop talking, quickly pull him away for me!"