Inside the dojo, Zoro lowered his head and stared at the two wooden swords that had fallen to the ground, lost in thought for a long ti.
Just as Kuina and the others thought Zoro was feeling defeated, Zoro suddenly raised his head and said to Sig:
"You really are a very strong swordsman, aren't you? Can you teach your swordsmanship? I want to beco the strongest swordsman!"
As soon as he said this, before Sig could respond, Kuina, clutching the Wado Ichimonji, turned pale and blurted out:
"Zoro, don't tell you want to learn... Chainsaw Style?"
Sig's expression beca quite extraordinary.
He imagined a future Zoro, holding a chainsaw in each hand, with another clenched in his mouth.
Three Chainsaw Style! Triple the noise!
The ultimate move would be Demon Spirit Nine-Sword Style, with three heads and six arms, wielding nine chainsaws!
Whenever faced with a powerful opponent, Zoro using Three Chainsaw Style would activate his ultimate move, and, mid-battle, recite a poem:
"Across nine mountains and eight seas, no saw can stop my cut…"
Sig paused for a mont.
If Zoro truly went astray and developed Three Chainsaw Style, there would be two major challenges.
First, Zoro loves giving his sword techniques flashy nas. But if he used three chainsaws, even if he recited poetry, no one would hear him.
So, in the future, Zoro would not only need to hone his skills as the world's strongest swordsman but also train his voice. He would need his loud voice to resound over the triple noise of the chainsaws.
As for the second challenge...
A vision suddenly appeared in Sig's mind:
Three Chainsaw Style Zoro sets sail and faces Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, for the first ti—and loses.
Zoro turns gracefully, saying, "Scars on the back are a swordsman's sha."
Mihawk replies, "Shut up! You're not even a swordsman!"
And then slashes Zoro down on the spot.
Zoro, dead.
While Sig was lost in his wild imaginings, little Zoro shook his head and, with a determined look, said:
"I don't want to learn Chainsaw Style. I want to learn that amazing move you just used."
"It seems like it's called Sage..."
"Sage Kneel!" Sig interrupted again.
"It's called Sage Kneel? What kind of swordsmanship style is that? I want to learn it!"
Zoro stared at Sig with bright, eager eyes.
"My swordsmanship style is 100% Disard-By-Empty-Hands Style!"
There was no way he could actually say that. Sig had to co up with an excuse to refuse.
"My swordsmanship style is Chivalrous Extre Dominator Style. I pass it down to won, not n."
As Zoro's eyes began to dim, Kuina's eyes, on the other hand, suddenly lit up.
Sig's heart skipped a beat, almost forgetting there was also a very competitive Kuina nearby. He hurriedly added:
"No, I misspoke. I don't pass it down to n or won."
As soon as he finished, Sig suddenly felt a pair of exaggeratedly large blue-purple eyes, covered in gaudy eyeliner, throwing flirtatious glances his way.
Sig imdiately got goosebumps all over and quickly added another sentence:
"In short, my swordsmanship cannot be taught to others easily."
Thinking quickly, Sig decided to change the subject:
"Speaking of swordsmanship styles, mine isn't even the strongest."
"I know of a style that's practically invincible and has so connections to your Isshin Dojo."
"That would be the Ashina Style!"
"Is Ashina Style very powerful? I want to learn it!" Zoro's eyes lit up again.
Sig let out a small sigh of relief. It seed Zoro wasn't that obsessed with his Sage Kneel swordsmanship.
"The essence of Ashina Style lies in adaptability and not being bound by the sword itself."
"A sword is such an inconvenient object. Why should one insist on using a sword?"
"Wolf Fang Sword, Chainsaw Sword, small daggers, or even firearms... As long as they can defeat the enemy, they are good."
Afterward, Sig couldn't help but imagine another scene in his mind.
A Zoro who had mastered the true essence of Ashina Style encounters Mihawk and is defeated.
Zoro: "A scar on the back is a swordsman's sha!"
Mihawk: "If that's the case, then I'll use this world's greatest black..."
Before Mihawk could finish his sentence, Zoro pulls out a gun from his chest and fires a shot.
"Mihawk, the tis have changed."
And then, enraged and embarrassed, Mihawk cuts Zoro down in one slash.
Zoro, dead.
.......
Whether it's the Three Chainsaw Style or the Ashina Style, Zoro would face great crises.
In the end, Sig felt that he had to steer Zoro back onto the right path.
"In truth, there's no such thing as the strongest swordsmanship. Only the strongest swordsman."
For once, Sig spoke seriously, adopting a solemn tone:
"If your goal is to beco the world's greatest swordsman, why be bound by a specific swordsmanship style?"
"When you beco the strongest, surpassing all other swordsn, your swordsmanship will beco the model for all other swordsn to study, forming a new style."
After saying these words, Zoro, who had been disappointed earlier when hearing about Ashina Style swordsmanship, once again had his eyes light up with determination.
Since coming to Isshin Dojo, Sig had said many strange things, and among them, so were indeed reasonable, showcasing an insightful understanding of swordsmanship.
Even Kuina, who at first didn't believe him, now started to think... it seed Sig really might be a master swordsman proficient in wielding weapons like wolf-tooth clubs and chainsaws.
Seeing Zoro's expression change, Kuina, who had remained silent all this ti, made a decision in her heart at that mont.
"This is a very strong swordsman, soone who ca with the crew, and he must have seen much of the world... then surely, just as he advised Zoro, he can easily solve my doubts as well!"
Kuina, holding the Wado Ichimonji, stepped forward:
"Mr. Sig, I have a question, and I hope you can answer it."
"In the path of swordsmanship, do won also have the chance to beco the strongest swordsman?"
"Kuina..." Koshiro hadn't expected his usually silent daughter to suddenly ask such a question.
He opened his mouth, wanting to stop her, but when he saw the stubborn look in his daughter's eyes, his words faltered slightly.
Facing this question, Sig didn't answer imdiately. Instead, he observed Kuina and Koshiro's reactions carefully.
He sighed inwardly.
Koshiro's background was mysterious and undoubtedly strong. The so-called notion that female swordsn were inferior to male swordsn, Sig guessed, was just a way to suppress his overly ambitious daughter, Kuina, to prevent her from risking her life venturing into the dangerous Grand Line in pursuit of becoming the strongest swordsman.
If he answered seriously, he might inadvertently offend Koshiro, whose true strength remained unknown.
In the end, Sig spoke slowly:
"Currently, the person sitting on the throne of the world's greatest swordsman is Dracule Mihawk. He is indeed a man."
Kuina's eyes dimd slightly.
"However, one of the Four Emperors ruling the New World, Big Mom, Charlotte Linlin, is also an extrely powerful swordsman."
"She mastered the swordsmanship of the Giants, and in the entire world, only a handful of people can match her."
"If your ambition is also to beco the strongest swordsman, I have one piece of advice for you."
Kuina's eyes lit up again, looking expectantly at Sig's reply.
"Take good care of your swords, so always keep a whetstone within easy reach."
Kuina was slightly stunned: "That's it?"
She had expected sothing similar to what Sig had said to Zoro earlier, words encouraging her to create her own swordsmanship style.
"Oh, then let add one more thing," Sig said seriously:
"Watch out for stairs."
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