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Chapter 731: "It's Just a Blade—Who Uses It Matters Not"
Chapter 731
"It's Just a Blade—Who Uses It Matters Not"
"Roar!!"
Chuan Zang, his hair white and eyes crimson, bellowed. His life aura thinned into madness, yet his danger level multiplied exponentially.
Those bloodshot eyes held no trace of rationality.
"Blood!!"
His scarlet gaze skipped past Kuro and locked onto Navy. Navy members froze in place, their bodies paralyzed and minds slowed by the Killing Intent pressing down. Even these Elite Marines couldn't withstand the will-crushing pressure, and the Dougleg Navy—though 'mindless'—still exhibited sluggish reactions. Their instincts remained, even if their consciousness didn't.
"Blood!!"
Moving like a flash, Chuan Zang materialized his Killing Intent into a crimson form, unleashing a shockwave that tore through the air. In an instant, he stood before a Navy soldier, his Long Blade raised high for a killing strike.
Clang!!
A Black Blade suddenly interceded. Autumn Water blocked the ragged Long Blade mid-swing, sparks flying as the two weapons clashed, sending a ripple of force outward.
Kuro gripped Autumn Water, feeling the pressure through the blade. His pulse quickened.
This weapon wasn't just steeped in Killing Intent—it sharpened its wearer's assault, terrorizing opponents' minds even as it cut. Though battered, the blade's edge was terrifyingly sharp. The very friction against Autumn Water—imbued with Haki—felt like resisting a sharper steel.
Autumn Water's strength lay in its unyielding hardness, hardened by Haki's nurture, its title as 'Black Blade' well-earned.
The Yokai Blade was merely a 'white blade,' untouched by Haki's refinement.
Kuro studied the brain-addled Chuan Zang and his nicked blade. Neither Chuan Zang nor any of its former wielders had ever mastered Haki. Just a beast wearing a stronger body.
"Blood!!"
Chuan Zang roared again, sliding his blade along Autumn Water's edge, grinding sparks in a violent screech before slashing sideways at Kuro's neck.
The speed had doubled.
Kuro leapt back, raising Autumn Water in a reverse grip. The clang of steel meeting steel rang clear.
Blocking the strike, Kuro pushed forward, forcing Chuan Zang back half a step. The Yokai Blade shoved aside, Kuro seized the opening. Autumn Water shot upward, disengaging, then lanced toward Chuan Zang's head.
Chuan Zang twisted, evading the black-bladed streak like a lethal arrow.
"Crimson!!"
Howling, he gripped the blade nearly his height, swinging it down in a crushing arc.
Kuro's eyes narrowed. He tightened his grip, both hands on the hilt, raising Autumn Water to parry.
This slash cannot be dodged.
Clang!!
Boom!!
Impact sent crimson ripples erupting from Autumn Water, the shockwave battering Kuro's body.
Kuro grimaced. The sheer weight eclipsed previous strikes.
His physical strength had surged.
Behind Kuro, Navy soldiers shivered—not even facing the slash, yet their hearts turned icy.
This was Killing Intent's overflow. Evading the blade itself would spare them, but their comrades behind would not survive. This force didn't merely threaten—it damaged.
Even more effective than his 'Pressure Crush' technique.
"A tragedy. Without reason, you can't wield Observation Haki. Your eroded will blocks Armament Haki. Your Devil Fruit ability is worthless. Just a blank slate—what use is that?"
Crash!!
Kuro's boot lashed into Chuan Zang's gut, sending him flying. But this time, Chuan Zang skidded only meters back before planting himself firmly.
"Hmm. Does the Killing Intent materialization or that blade boost your physical form? That kick should've hurt..."
Kuro studied the Yokai Blade in Chuan Zang's grip, stroking his chin. "You're not as entertaining as before."
If Chuan Zang had intrigued him moments ago, now the interest vanished. A beast relying on slaughter instinct, unable to channel swordsmen's techniques, held no fascination.
Its physique surpassed ordinary men, but not by much. No Charlotte Big Mom-like steel balloon here.
Kuro saw no reason to play. Even unarmed combat techniques required creativity—this was pure instinct.
"Enough. End this."
Whoosh!!
Kuro became a blur, reappearing before Chuan Zang. Autumn Water slid into its sheath, then erupted outward—three slashes in one, sealing every escape route.
"Swallow Return."
Three blades targeted neck, left ribcage beneath the heart, and right flank.
They sought vital points.
But instinct moved Chuan Zang's body—a hair's breadth shift.
Shrek!!
Blades bit into shoulder and flanks, carving deep gashes. Chuan Zang's body tumbled backward, rolling across the ground.
"Dodged? Body instinct or Killing Intent's self-preservation?" Kuro arched an eyebrow, surprised.
He'd expected a killing blow. Yet Chuan Zang not only evaded death but bled less as he rolled—wounds already sealing.
Still, an eight hundred million bounty deserved better than shock.
"Blood..."
Chuan Zang mumbled, vacant, struggling to rise. As he moved, a shadow fell over him.
Kuro stood above, boot slamming onto Chuan Zang's sword-wielding hand.
Crack!!
The wrist crumpled like paper. Fingers slackened, the tattered Long Blade clattering away.
As the blade left his grasp, his crimson eyes faded to the clarity of Qingming Festival.
"Gaaaahhhhh!!"
Pain erupted in a scream.
"Strength! Give me my strength!!"
Chuan Zang clawed toward the Yokai Blade, but Kuro's boot smashed his jaw, sending him flying.
"My blade! My Yokai Blade! It cannot leave me! I'll die!!" Chuan Zang howled from the ground.
"You treat it like a wife. It's just a blade—whose hands matter not."
Kuro sheathed Autumn Water, approached the battered blade, and bent to grasp it.
Chuan Zang's eyes widened—then burned with manic glee.
Fool! Daring to touch the Yokai Blade!
That sword never satisfied its hunger!
This Navy would drown in slaughter desire, his strength drained, his life siphoned!
As madness took him, Chuan Zang could escape!
Then, when others came, he'd destroy them all!
And claim Autumn Water! Claim this man's swordsmanship!
Chuan Zang wasn't a swordsman—though he wielded their techniques. But he understood strength. This man's swordsmanship eclipsed every swordsman he'd ever 'remembered'!
He could challenge Hawk-Eye!
Chuan Zang watched Kuro near the Yokai Blade... watch him seize the hilt.
This greedy fool would die!!
(End of Chapter)
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