Sunk into the mud up to his legs, Zephyr's movents remained unaffected. He slowly lifted his right leg, as if he were rely raising his leg in the air.
John attack, though flashy, had caused no substantial damage to Zephyr.
Lifting his head to et John gaze, Zephyr let out a cold laugh.
In the next mont, Zephyr moved.
His towering figure shot forward like a cannonball, the ground behind him trembling as he did so. With his fists clenched, the wind howled around him.
In the blink of an eye, Zephyr appeared right in front of John, his arms swinging fiercely toward John face, the black-glowing fists looming larger and larger in John vision.
"Starburst!" John shouted.
Just as the fists were about to strike him, hundreds of sword energy erupted from his rapier, dense and nacing. At the sa ti, John pushed off the ground with a forceful leap, retreating rapidly.
Knowing his weakness in close combat, John chose not to take Zephyr's punch head-on.
On the other side, sensing the incoming barrage of sword energy, Zephyr fended off the attack and shifted his strategy, his black fists, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind, smashed into the sword energy.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of collisions echoed continuously, accompanied by bursts of white light. Shockwaves spread out like sharp blades, cutting down trees in the distance.
In the next mont, at the center of the white light, everything fell silent. Around Zephyr, the ground looked like a cannonball, which roots upturned and a massive crater spanning over ten ters was ford.
Zephyr clothes were now tattered, and a burnt sll emanated from the edges of his garnts, making him look rather disheveled.
However, beneath the torn clothes, Zephyr exposed skin showed no signs of injury.
"Is this attack supposed to do sothing to ?" Zephyr brushed off the dust from his body and spoke with arrogance.
In the distance, John expression darkened as he saw Zephyr, unhard after taking his attack. John gripped his rapier even tighter.
"Then let's see how you handle this!" John expression turned serious as he shouted.
"Blazing Wilds!!"
As his voice rang out, two enormous sword energy, carrying a world-destroying force, seed to ignore distance entirely.
In the next instant, they flew toward Zephyr.
At the sa ti, Zephyr aura deepened, and the Armant Haki on his arms grew darker—so dark that it corresponded with the power and impact of his arms becoming even more formidable.
His eyes glead with intensity as his arms seed capable of shaking mountains and stirring oceans. With terrifying energy, he smashed his fists into the sword energy.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion erupted, rivaling the detonation of a massive bomb. The sound alone was enough to make one want to cover their ears.
At the center of the explosion, terrifying shockwaves spread in all directions like sharp blades, tearing apart the ground. Within a hundred-ter radius, nothing remained—only a wasteland.
The residual shockwaves even affected John in the distance, and the use of Blazing Wilds had already drained at least half of his stamina.
However, Zephyr was still not defeated, and John now had to find a way to end the fight with a single decisive strike.
Just as he was pondering how to create an opportunity, Zephyr, with a few bloodstains on his body, had already locked onto John position.
In the next mont.
He appeared beside John, his right fist clenched, and with a whooshing sound, he swung it toward John.
Realizing that Zephyr was already close, John was greatly alard and quickly used his sword to block the attack.
"Clang!"
A sound like tal striking tal rang out.
But in the next instant.
At the mont of impact, Zephyr left fist was already in motion, heading straight for John chest.
"Boom!"
With no ti to block, John spat out a mouthful of blood, his body being sent flying like a cannonball.
...
In contrast to their fierce battle, Bob was faring much better.
The marines who had raised their rifles were all staring intently at Bob, but none dared to act, for they knew the man who dared to kill a Celestial Dragon was not simple.
Sweat dripped from their foreheads, and their hands holding the guns trembled slightly. Bob presence made it hard for them to breathe.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Finally, soone couldn't hold back, and after one person fired, it was like a lit firecracker, a series of gunshots echoing in the air.
In the next mont.
They witnessed an unbelievable scene.
Because the bullets that were fired seed to hit steel, clanging loudly, not leaving a single wound on Bob body.
Instantly.
The marines were horrified, their eyes wide with shock.
How could they fight when even bullets couldn't penetrate his defense?
On the other side.
Bob looked at their expressions and raised an eyebrow, the black color on his body slowly fading.
At the mont they fired, Bob had already covered his entire body with Armant Haki. Dealing with these small fries was too boring Bob could have ended them instantly, but that would have been no fun.
So he decided to try taking bullets with his bare body, just to see what it would be like. To avoid any mishaps, Bob specifically used Armant Haki, and the effect was excellent—the bullets had no effect on him.
It was like wearing an Iron Shirt like those knights from the movies in his previous life.
Bob thought that even without using Armant Haki, these bullets probably wouldn't hurt him.
Glancing at the marines present, Bob lips curled slightly.
The entertainnt was over.
In the next mont.
His Conqueror's Haki exploded.
"Hum!"
The marines, who were still in a state of shock, imdiately began foaming at the mouth, their eyes rolling back, their guns slipping from their hands and falling to the ground, along with their collapsing bodies.
In just an instant, hundreds of marines fell to the ground.
No wonder it was said that Conqueror's Haki was the best way to clear out the small fries. The remaining ones were also struggling, their rifles firmly planted on the ground, their faces showing extre strain as they barely held on.
At this mont.
A massive explosion suddenly ca from the direction of John and Zephyr.
Bob turned his gaze towards the sound.
A person flew through the air like a bullet, tracing a perfect arc before landing right beside Bob.
Upon closer inspection, it was John, who had been sent flying by Zephyr.
At this mont, he lay on the ground, his hair disheveled, blood spilling from his mouth, his red robe torn, and his rapier lying beside him.
With great difficulty, he raised his right hand, and strained words escaped his lips.
"Help! I can't hold on any longer!"
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