"what do you mean?!"

Faced with Nyajuro's comments, Zombie Ryoma asked with some annoyance.

"Although you have the body of Shigetsuki Ryoma, the swordsmanship you use belongs to Mr. Brooke," Nyajuro explained calmly: "Although your strength and speed are superior to Mr. Brooke due to physical reasons, no matter what Whether it’s his swordsmanship moves or his fighting habits and strategies, they are no different from Mr. Brooke, nya.”

The little black cat shook his head and continued with a wan tone: "Even compared to Mr. Brook, your sword lacks his sense of belief, so you are neither a samurai Ryoma nor Mr. Brook, you are just a warrior named Frost Moon Ryoma. A fake cat made from a mixture of the body and Mr. Brooke’s shadow.”

Finally, Nyajuro asked the most critical question: "You said that you are the "Dragon-Slaying Swordsman" Shigezuki Ryoma, so do you still remember the memory of when you slayed the dragon, as well as the life and swordsmanship of the samurai Ryoma? "

"...Yo ho ho ho..." Zombie Ryoma suddenly laughed after being silent for a while, but there was a bit of desolation in his laughter, "You are right, I am just a figment of the master of Moria. The 'Samurai Ryoma' who came out... is really sad. He bears the name of a legendary samurai, but he can't even use his sword skills."

However, just after he finished speaking, Nyajuro, who was originally uninterested, suddenly looked at the zombie Ryoma with wide eyes, and Xie Wen and others who were watching did the same.

Because in everyone's perception, the aura of the zombie dragon horse suddenly changed slightly. Although the physical quality has not improved, it feels much more dangerous than before.

Zombie Ryoma seemed to be aware of the changes in his body, and looked at his palms in surprise.

"It's incredible..." He murmured in his mouth: "In my heart, there seem to be some memories and sword skills that do not belong to me... Is this the memory of Ryoma remaining in this body?"

After sighing for a while, he assumed his mid-level posture again and said to Meowjuro: "Yo ho ho ha ha ha! Although I still can't remember the names of those sword skills, but... I should be able to make you happy now! "

As the memories in Frost Moon Ryoma's body awakened, even the laughter that Zombie Ryoma inherited from Brooke showed some changes.

"This is really an unexpected surprise," Nyajuro became excited again, "As for the name, it doesn't matter at all, nya!"

After listening to the story told by Xie Wen, this is what the little black cat said when he specially thought of a name for his sword.

Zombie Ryoma, who didn't know this, laughed and said, "Yo ho ho ha ha ha! That's right!"

With that said, he rushed towards Nyajuro with a big stride, and the autumn water in his hand drew a sharp slash, slashing him in the way of a cassock slash.

"Flying Cat Mitsurugi Style: Cat Leap Flash!"

Nyajuro jumped up tit for tat, and faced the Zombie Ryoma's sword with reverse cassock slash + rising dragon.

"Qiang——!"

The two black knives separated quickly after colliding with each other. Zombie Ryoma took four steps back, while Nyajuro, due to his size, slid back for a distance after landing.

This time, the two of them were truly tied.

"Yo ho ho ha ha ha! Come again!"

Zombie Ryoma waved the autumn water in his hand and rubbed his body, using a completely different sword move from before, even the strength and speed were a bit higher.

Nyajuro, who had never been intimidated before, naturally continued to fight with him without hesitation this time. For a moment, the sound of swords clashing was heard.

After a fierce battle, the zombie dragon horse jumped out of the battle circle first.

"Strange, you seem to be equally familiar with Ryoma's swordsmanship?"

He lowered his head and looked at the much damaged hem of his clothes and several new scars on his legs, and asked in confusion.

In the battle just now, although Zombie Ryoma was slightly inferior in speed and dexterity, and the sword moves that emerged in his memory were not able to exert their full power, Nyajuro's advantage was not that obvious, so normally, it was absolutely It's impossible for him to show his disgrace so quickly.

The reason why he was hit by the sword so quickly was entirely because the samurai cat in front of him suddenly showed that he was very familiar with Frost Moon Ryoma's swordsmanship after a few moves, and quickly found the target in Zombie Ryoma's moves. He broke through and slashed his legs several times.

"When I was in the East China Sea, I once met a swordsman with the same surname Shuoyue. His swordsmanship foundation is very similar to the swordsmanship you just used, nya." Nyajuro answered honestly.

When he heard Zombie Ryoma announce his name before, Nyajuro had already thought of the relationship between the two, and in the booklet Koushiro gave him, there was a mention of Shigetsu Ryoma, who was once famous and of the same clan. Ancestors from different branches.

That's why Nyajuro talks so much to Zombie Ryoma, otherwise with his usual temperament, after discovering that Zombie Ryoma is just an enhanced version of Brook, he would mercilessly chop the opponent into pieces.

"A tribesman with this body?" Zombie Ryoma couldn't help laughing after being stunned for a moment: "Yo ho ho ha ha ha! This is really an interesting fate! Then, Hiko Seijuro, give me a samurai Be decent!"

After several fights, Zombie Ryoma already understood his ending, and could also realize that Nyajuro still had reservations up to now, but affected by the memory of Shigetsuki Ryoma, he decided to die like a samurai, and It’s not about continuing to act like a zombie and letting others manipulate you.

Nyajuro also completely understood the other person's thoughts. He nodded solemnly and inserted the Kikyo Senfuyutsuki back into the scabbard on his waist. He grasped the scabbard tightly with his left paw and pressed his right paw on the handle. , stepped out with his right foot, lowered his body slightly, a pair of cat ears pressed tightly against his scalp, and the pupils of his eyes shrank into needle shapes.

"Iai? Just what I want."

Zombie Ryoma also assumed the Iai posture, standing opposite Meiyajuro.

"Flying Cat Mitsurugi Style·Mystery·Tianxiang Cat Flash!"

"Finale·Curtain Call!"

Perhaps out of a sense of ritual, or wanting to give himself a perfect ending, Zombie Ryoma named this Iai after Brooke.

The two sides passed each other at extremely fast speeds, and after stopping, they both still maintained the initial Iai hand gesture, as if the sword in their hands was not unsheathed.

"It's... wonderful swordsmanship. It's a pity that I can't fight you as a real samurai Ryoma."

Zombie Ryoma slowly straightened up, turned around and said to Miyajuro.

Following the zombie Ryoma's movements, a diagonal knife mark appeared on his waist, and then his upper body began to slowly slide sideways along the knife mark.

At the same time, Zombie Ryoma suddenly opened his mouth and made a "ho ho" sound. A black shadow was squeezed out of his mouth bit by bit, but the shadow soon struggled to think again. To shrink back.

"Keliji, please, nya."

"Leave it to Kelly!"

The little puppet fired a ball of flame and fell on the zombie Ryoma, quickly burning it to ashes.

In the comics, when the zombie Ryoma was fighting Zoro, he said that he had feelings that he had never experienced before. He didn't notice it when he first read it. Now that he thinks about it, it should be Ryoma's body that felt Zoro and Zoro. Probably because he is of the same race.

And the female star who fell to her death on stage was able to resist Hogback's orders ten years after her death.

Therefore, anything can happen in the magical world of pirates!

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