Under the blazing sun, on a windless island, in the currents stirred by Bob and the Golden Lion. At this mont, the corners of the pirates' clothes fluttered wildly.
In the air, a golden sword aura and a black figure rushed toward each other at incredible speed.
At the mont of contact, Bob's hands radiated a red glow. In that instant, as he t the golden sword aura, he exerted force with his arms, as if rolling the vast rivers or shaking mountains. He actually tore the sword aura apart with sheer strength.
Boom!!
At that mont, a trendous sound erupted from the center. A muffled thunder, like a mountain collapsing, shook the heavens and the earth! A dazzling golden light burst forth from the center, like the sun plumting downward.
And the torn sword aura spread outward, carrying a violent aura. Wherever it passed—rocks, trees, and the ground—were utterly destroyed by this devastating force. Cracks had already appeared on the ground.
The pirates watching the scene were all taken aback. If it weren't for their captain tily intervention, the residual force from this clash would have been enough to slay a large number of pirates nearby.
"To tear apart sword aura with re physical strength, how formidable!" Whitebeard was utterly shocked. He saw that Bob, under the Golden Lion's slashing wave, did not choose to evade but instead braced himself with his body. This left him deeply astonished.
Whitebeard had fought the Golden Lion many tis before. He was well aware of the power of the slashing wave. Every ti he faced this move, he had to use the ability of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit to withstand it.
It was absolutely impossible to resist it with just his body. The surrounding pirates were equally astonished. Tearing apart sword aura with bare hands—this was the Golden Lion's signature technique. It was simply outrageous!
Just the residual force made them feel it was hard to resist. Let alone the full-force slashing wave from the Golden Lion.
At the sa ti, amidst their shock, they were also discussing the red glow that appeared on Bob's hands. Wang Zhi and the other division leaders were no exception. Each of them furrowed their brows, losing the earlier lightheartedness.
"That kid Bob actually used his hands to block the Golden Lion's slashing wave!"
"Those black hands are coated in Armant Haki!"
"But the red that coils around those black hands seems to be a high-level Conqueror's Haki!"
Several people were buzzing with discussion.
They were all astonished by Bob's performance just now. They had known that Bob had strong physical skills and a powerful body. But this ti, they realized just how powerful he had beco.
The high-level of Conqueror's Haki—they had seen it before under Captain Rocks' teachings. But they never expected that Bob could actually use it. This was a type of Haki that so commanders had not even mastered! At this mont, the Golden Lion on the battlefield was also in shock, secretly amazed.
"I didn't expect this kid to have such strong Conqueror's Haki, and his Armant Haki has reached this level. Truly well-hidden!"
Staring at Bob across from him, his expression grew much more serious.
"Bob, you always manage to surprise !"
"But now, let's bring this to an end!"
With that, the Golden Lion, utilizing the powers of the Float-Float Fruit.
Leapt up several dozen ters. His muscles rippled. His montum suddenly surged. The oppressive feeling ca crashing like a tidal wave.
"Lion's Thousand Cuts!!"
With a roar, the Golden Lion's figure spun in the air at high speed.
Swish! Swish! Swish. Several sword auras capable of cleaving mountains shot out simultaneously—more, faster, and stronger than before.
"Damn, is the Golden Lion insane? He's actually using Thousand Cuts!"
"Shit! At this rate, this island will be sunk!"
The commanders who had been discussing the duel were now cursing. They themselves were fine, but their crew would suffer.
"Everyone, get behind your commanders! Quickly!" Whitebeard shouted, his voice like thunder, ringing painfully in the ears of those present. To ensure everyone could hear clearly.
During his shout, Whitebeard used the ability of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Thus, the pirates who had been on the sides ford a line behind their commanders, seeking protection as they returned to the battlefield. The sword auras shot out by the Golden Lion carried terrifying pressure.
In the blink of an eye, they were before Bob.
At the sa ti, Bob took a deep breath. His eyes narrowed slightly. At this mont, Bob felt a surge of spirit within him. This was the exhilaration that ca from facing a formidable opponent. Previously, Bob had been coasting along. But that didn't an he lacked passion inside.
He thought of Saitama from One Punch Man.
When facing the Underground King, that feeling of fighting spirit. Bob seed to grasp it as well.
Now, facing the Golden Lion's Thousand Cuts, Bob showed no intention of evading, his muscles pulsing. They craved a thrilling battle. His fists clenched tightly.
Bob's gaze was like lightning. The Haki erupting from him grew even denser.
"Consecutive Normal Punch"
In the next mont, Bob swiftly swung his fists forward. The sound of sonic booms erupted from the air—so fast that even the captains could only see afterimages.
Continuously smashing into the incoming sword auras, the sharp and powerful sword auras, under Bob's relentless fists, originally radiating dazzling light, began to dim gradually.
In the next instant, "Crack! Crack! Crack."
The sound of shattering glass echoed continuously. These sword auras were brutally shattered beneath Bob's fists. At the mont the sword auras broke apart, a terrifying whirlwind swept through, like the brutal hand of an invisible giant, ruthlessly ravaging this area.
From a distance, it looked as if a localized weather phenonon had occurred, darkening even the sky above the island considerably.
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