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This slash was drawn at extreme speed. Under lightspeed, weight and inertia were completely ignored. Such behavior, utterly contrary to common sense, was carried out with effortless ease in Bull-masked Rojen's hands.
Then, amid loud laughter, Rojen brought the blade down.
"Pfft!"
The slash landed squarely on Kizaru's shoulder, causing a flash of pain to appear on his face.
"Elementalization!"
Golden light surged skyward as Kizaru's entire body transformed into pure light. After a brief pause, the blade slid straight through Kizaru's form.
"Interesting, no physical body anymore?"
The bull-masked entity tilted its head, the hollow pits of its eyes glowing with a predatory curiosity
But he didn't care. His right index finger bent slightly, points of light flickering into existence.
"Cero!"
Radiating beams spread outward, then a crimson ray shot forth, plunging straight into Kizaru's golden light.
"Rumble!"
An explosion erupted right in front of Bull-masked Rojen. A violent gale blasted him backward, his body flashing several times in midair before he steadied himself atop a stretch of ruins.
As for Kizaru, his body reappeared with blood flowing vividly over him. He was breathing heavily, sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Is that it?" Bull-masked Rojen sounded a little disappointed.
But what instantly excited him was that his opponent once again transformed into light and charged in.
"Yata no Kagami-- Ama no Murakumo."
A refracted beam of light appeared in the void. Almost instantly, violent winds surged, and a sword blazing with dazzling light appeared above Rojen's head.
"Now this is interesting!"
Bull-masked Rojen laughed loudly and swung his blade in a horizontal arc.
"Getsuga Tenshō!"
He didn't even bother dodging the descending golden light, only tilted his head slightly.
"Sizzle!"
White smoke rose. The superheated Ama no Murakumo cut directly into Rojen's shoulder, releasing the stench of scorched flesh.
Kizaru's eyes twitched violently. The person in front of him was completely insane.
Black light flashed, slashing toward him. He retreated quickly, but still a step too late.
"Pop!"
Pitch-black light expanded rapidly. A crescent-shaped flash slammed hard into his body.
"Boom!"
Flames shot skyward as Kizaru was swallowed by the raging inferno. Three breaths later, he burst out of the fire, drenched in sweat, his expression extremely grim.
"Hahahahaha!"
A hoarse laugh echoed out. With a vertical slash, the flames were split in two. Bull-masked Rojen stepped forward, on his shoulder, which had been cut and burned, the flames rapidly extinguished and healed on their own. In the blink of an eye, it had completely recovered.
"What terrifying regeneration speed!"
Kizaru's pupils contracted, and a strong sense of danger surging in his heart.
The opponent's attacks were brutal, his moves bizarre, and now, he didn't even care about defense anymore. There was only relentless offense.
How was he supposed to fight this?
While Kizaru was inwardly cursing, Bull-masked Rojen had already raised his blade and charged again. Like a tireless beast that knew nothing but battle, Bull-masked Rojen was driven by nothing but a ferocious, unstoppable will to attack!
"Getsuga Tenshō!"
After closing the distance, he didn't waste a single word. A streak of black light was already blasting toward Kizaru's face.
"Damn it!"
Kizaru raised his sword to block, but the Getsuga Tenshō smashed into him again, sending him flying and burying him in a sea of flames.
"His power… is even stronger again!"
Trembling inside, Kizaru felt that the monster before him simply wasn't human.
How could someone get stronger the longer they fought?!
Meanwhile, Bull-masked Rojen was exhilarated beyond measure. Laughing wildly, he slashed at Kizaru again and again, his strikes wide and unrestrained. Every swing of his blade tore Marine Headquarters' buildings apart, splitting them into fragments amid thunderous collapse.
By now, their battle had completely destroyed everything within a ten-kilometer radius.
At the same time, the immense commotion of this fight had begun to affect the entire battlefield.
Several powerhouses, even as they fought their own battles, cast their gaze toward the southeastern corner with the corner of their eyes.
"Kizaru… actually can't take him down!" Sengoku was shocked to the core, utterly unable to believe it.
"That kid really exceeded my expectations," Garp sighed inwardly.
Being able to fight Kizaru head-on and reduce that entire area to such devastation, there was no doubt that the opponent's strength far surpassed Garp's original estimate.
No wonder that brat had looked so confident after encountering him earlier.
"Kuzan."
While deep in thought, Sengoku called out in a low voice.
Nearby, Kuzan leapt up, one hand pressing downward.
"Freeze!"
With a series of kā cā cā cracking sounds, Golden Lion's next attack was neutralized.
"I understand, Admiral Sengoku."
Nodding, Kuzan withdrew and quickly moved toward the southeastern corner.
"Hahahaha, looks like besides me, you Marines have run into big trouble as well!"
Golden Lion hovered in the air, looking down at Sengoku and Garp as he laughed loudly.
He was genuinely curious about who that person was. This place was still quite far from the southeastern corner, he couldn't see the opponent clearly, but the terrifying commotion was unmistakable. That was definitely a powerhouse no weaker than an Admiral.
"Shiki, don't get too arrogant! Once we capture you, that kid won't escape arrest either!" Sengoku shouted.
As he spoke, Sengoku slammed down an Impact Wave, which Golden Lion dodged swiftly.
A building as massive as a small mountain collapsed directly under the residual shockwaves.
"I'm really curious, someone who can cause chaos at Marine Headquarters like I did… just who is he?"
"He's certainly no nobody. Care to tell me?"
Golden Lion swung both swords rapidly, blocking the simultaneous attacks from Garp and Sengoku on either side.
A series of dull impacts rang out. Golden Lion's body trembled slightly, it was clear he was struggling to hold on.
The combined assault of Garp and Sengoku was no easy thing to withstand. From a moment ago, he had already been at a disadvantage.
"Stop dreaming! Maybe before long, you'll meet each other in Impel Down!" Sengoku shouted.
…
Southeastern corner of Marine Headquarters.
With every slash Rojen unleashed, Kizaru was blasted away again and again. His injuries grew heavier, and his strength continued to drain.
"I'm not his opponent…"
Realizing this fact once more, Kizaru felt a deep sense of despair.
Last time, he had nearly been killed by a single slash. This time, he was suffering through something just as painful.
He had a premonition, this kid before him would become a lifelong shadow.
"Ice Age!"
Suddenly, a deep voice rang out. The ground was rapidly covered in frost, and the temperature plummeted.
Bull-masked Rojen tilted his neck, turning to look behind him.
"Crack!"
The ice spread swiftly, freezing both of his legs in the blink of an eye.
"Oh?"
The frost continued to propagate. Within two breaths, he was completely frozen solid.
"Kizaru, are you alright?" Kuzan walked over step by step, asking in a low voice.
"I'm fine… but be careful of him!" Kizaru took a deep breath, staring intently at Rojen.
He didn't believe for a second that the opponent would be so easy to deal with.
"Heh… heh."
Inside the ice, Bull-masked Rojen revealed a ferocious grin. His right hand suddenly moved.
"Crack!"
The ice shattered into countless fragments.
"Another one?"
"But it's useless!"
A chilling gaze swept over them. A coldness even more frigid than ice itself washed over both men.
(End Of This Chapter)