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... simply stretched his hand. And the next moment, Mihawk's sword slash suddenly came to a sudden halt.

With a slight push of his hand, the wind blade turned and shot toward Mihawk with more intensity.

Facing his own attack, Mihawk remained unfazed and effortlessly destroyed the wind projectile with a swing of his sword. freewebnove(l).com

'Devil fruit?' Though no reaction was evident on his face, internally, Mihawk was surprised as he doesn't know what Blaize did.

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