Ye Yu's words made the world realize and recall his greatest talent. It had always been assumed that the reason for Ye Yu's overwhelming combat power was his seven Contracts—but that was only part of it. The other part lay in his own formidable strength.
Instantly, Yang Luo and the others grew even more uneasy.
Jin Mo snorted coldly. "Don't panic. Trying to intimidate us with this 'seven plus seven' nonsense is just exaggeration. I don't believe his potential is that great."
Lin Muxue also mocked, "He's just riding on early-stage dominance. My Rumble Rumble Fruit hasn't even shown its full power yet. By the late stages, he won't stand a chance against me—his potential is inferior to mine."
Faced with Lin Muxue's words, Ye Yu gave her a sidelong glance before disdainfully uttering two words.
"Moron."
This infuriated Lin Muxue, but now wasn't the time for anger—they were barely holding on as it was.
Their bodies continued sliding backward, leaving ten-meter-long trails in the ground.
Though the description may seem lengthy, from the moment the attacks were launched to the collision, only six seconds had passed—five of which were spent in deadlock.
Now, the stalemate was ending because the combined assault of Lin Muxue and the fifty Chosen Ones was on the verge of collapse.
Jin Mo's arms trembled, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his expression grim.
"We can't hold on."
Yang Luo strained his arms, trying to resist, but Ye Yu's attack still carried immense force—it was nearly impossible to withstand.
Bai Shaohan's face darkened. "How is he this strong? Fifty powerful attacks against just three from Ye Yu?"
Yang Luo shouted, "Hold the line! Even if we can't win, we can't let ourselves scatter. This is Ye Yu's only chance—we can't let him succeed!"
"Understood!"
They roared in response, but their determination couldn't compensate for their exhaustion. Finally, the deadlock shattered with an earth-shaking explosion centered on the point of impact.
BOOM!!
The deafening blast dispersed the clouds above instantly, leaving the sky clear for miles.
The shockwaves surged outward, but the visible force didn't harm the Dominant Feather Pirate Crew members or the King's Alliance behind Ye Yu.
The King's Alliance had initially considered retreating, but they soon realized all the residual energy from the explosion was directed toward Jin Mo and the fifty Chosen Ones—proof that Ye Yu had gained the upper hand in this clash.
They felt relief—relief that Ye Yu had the advantage. Otherwise, just the aftermath might have claimed many of their formal crew members.
Yet, some fear lingered—could Ye Yu really kill six Captain-level figures?
They had no intention of stepping in to help.
Yang Luo and the others paled, screaming, "Full defense!"
But in such a short span, having just launched their attacks, they had no time to muster a proper defense. Their attempts were rushed—arms crossed in front of them or weapons raised to block. They wanted to avoid being scattered, yet...
With another thunderous roar, a massive mushroom cloud erupted on the battlefield, resembling a small nuclear detonation. The terrifying shockwave upheaved vast stretches of land, sending debris hurtling toward Jin Mo and the others.
Their hasty defenses were futile. As the shockwave engulfed them, the world witnessed an unbelievable sight.
All fifty elite Chosen Ones were sent flying—except for Yang Luo, Bai Shaohan, and Wang Jue, who were instead forced back along the ground, skidding hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.
The rest were blasted into the air, their feet leaving the ground as they scattered in all directions.
Sent flying backward, each of them let out a muffled groan or scream, spitting blood.
The scene left the world in shock.
"So strong."
"Even with two Phantoms, to blast away fifty top Chosen Ones—and they had already joined forces—yet this still happened."
"We thought it would be an even match, but the gap is bigger than expected."
...
At this moment, Jin Mo and the others, still mid-flight, paled in terror, their instincts screaming with fear.
Earlier, they had scoffed at Ye Yu's words, confident in their numbers and unafraid. But now, they were truly terrified.
Seeing the fear etched on their faces, Ye Yu sneered.
"What's wrong? Scared now?"
As he mocked them, Ye Yu moved. All his preparations had led to this moment.
Jin Mo, unable to stop his backward flight, couldn't activate his Float-Float Fruit ability in time, his unease spiking.
"This is bad—we've been scattered!"
The others panicked too.
"Our only chance against Ye Yu was unity. Now that we're briefly separated, we're in danger."
"Don't come at me! That's too dangerous—I might actually die!"
Even the Captain-level fighters were frantic, let alone the powerful Vice-Captains or Executives.
But they took slight comfort in Ye Yu's earlier words—he'd likely prioritize killing the five Captain-level fighters first.
Lin Muxue was terrified. As she flew backward, she watched Ye Yu vanish from sight. Her Observation Haki couldn't sense him at all—this unknown fear was the most terrifying.
She had no idea where he'd appear or who he'd target first, but she couldn't shake the feeling it would be her. She'd mocked Ye Yu repeatedly. If he suddenly struck, she'd be in grave danger.
The other Captains shared her panic but reasoned that Ye Yu had greater grievances with Lin Muxue. Surely, he'd seize this chance to attack her first.
Yet Ye Yu had his own judgment. The instant he disappeared, he materialized before Jin Mo, killing intent blazing in his eyes. Gripping Black Blade Night and Enma tightly, he swung both swords with a roar.
"Twin Blades Divine Evasion!"
Jin Mo's face twisted in horror. Why me?!
But Ye Yu prioritized proximity. With the group scattered, some were farther away, others closer. By targeting the nearest first, he could maximize this opportunity to eliminate more.
He could've gone for Lin Muxue, but she was farther off, with fewer Captain-level fighters nearby—mostly just Executives. Attacking her would mean striking her surroundings next, which wasn't worth it. His goal was to kill as many Captains as possible, ensuring victory in this battle.
So he appeared before Jin Mo, who had several Captain-level fighters nearby.
Jin Mo was utterly broken, his usual composure and pride as a top Chosen One shattered by sheer terror. He felt it—the looming threat of death.
He'd experienced this kind of crisis before, in dangerous Mystic Realms. But those allowed retreat. Here, there was no escape.
Yet a sliver of hope remained. He screamed desperately,
"Yang Luo! Surrender now!"
If Yang Luo surrendered, they'd be teleported out instantly—sparing them this lethal strike.
However, Yang Luo knew it was too late. The moment the words of surrender were spoken, Ye Yu would have already killed Jin Mo. And he wouldn't say those words—he hesitated. After all, this was an opportunity.
Jin Mo panicked instantly, desperately looking at Ye Yu before him, pleading: "Don't kill me! Once the Marines arrive, I'll be a powerful force among the pirates. I can fight the Marines—don't kill me! Even if you're strong now, even if you remain formidable later, your Dominant Feather Pirate Crew can't stand against the entire Marine force! Spare me!"
Ye Yu's voice was icy, his sword arm never faltering as he swung down mercilessly, declaring with conviction: "I'll be invincible in the future. Now die!"
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