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Chapter 739: Fist's Pinnacle
Chapter 739: Fist’s Pinnacle
The battle still raged.
Giruon leaped backward from his original position, then kicked off the air mid-leap with fearless ferocity, aiming a devastating kick at Kuro.
Kuro slashed forward with his Long Blade, pinning Giruon’s foot to the ground from a considerable distance.
Boom!!
A fissure erupted beneath Kuro’s feet, and a skyward air current blasted upward along the blade’s trajectory, vibrating the air itself.
Clang!
Giruon suddenly raised his other thick leg, hammering the Yokai Blade upward. Seizing this opening, he dove downward swiftly, landing on one foot before swinging his leg like a steel whip.
His limb radiated eerie ripples.
“Roar!!” Giruon roared.
Kuro’s pupils constricted. He sprang into the sky, fleeing the attack at blinding speed.
Boom!!
Giruon’s leg swept across the ground, unleashing a towering wave of destruction. Structures within the sweep radius exploded, leaving a gaping void where the central buildings had stood. Debris from the upper structures crashed down, turning the entire fan-shaped area into a wasteland of rubble and ruins.
“Tch, terrifying destructive power,” Kaku muttered.
Kaku and Zoro had not left, watching the battle unfold.
Likewise, Lida had returned.
Handling the Retreatcivilian operation was more than sufficient for Klah. As an unarmed combat techniques expert, she naturally wanted to secretly learn a few moves.
Yet…
“Absolutely impossible to replicate!”
Standing beside Kaku and Zoro, Lida gritted her teeth as she observed the attack’s aftermath:
“This power comes from his ability. In terms of techniques, he doesn’t display any refined unarmed combat skills.”
Giruon was dangerous as a wild beast. Yet his fighting style relied heavily on brute physical strength—an instinctive approach where punches were punches, kicks were kicks. He channeled a strange ability within his body to interact with his surroundings, amplifying his attacks.
This was something she could never master.
After finishing his kick, Giruon retracted his leg, standing firm as he raised his head toward the hovering Kuro. His battle intent burned even hotter.
Kuro hovered high above, sheathing his Yokai Blade and gripping its hilt. His Armament Haki enveloped the blade in a spiraling black aura.
Swish!
A single slash erupted instantly.
“Lion!”
Black crescent slashes infused with Haki rained chaotically, nearly covering the sky above Giruon.
“That’s it!”
Giruon stomped his feet, launching a punch directly upward.
Boom!
The first approaching slash shattered under his fist.
“Only through relentless combat can we determine who is the strongest!”
His arms cloaked in Armament Haki, his punches created afterimages, obliterating the incoming slashes. As the final wisps of energy dissolved, the battlefield cleared. Gripping his now-damaged fists, he looked up—Kuro’s figure had vanished.
Hiss…
A golden glow flickered behind him.
Kuro reappeared, his Yokai Blade now split into two colors. The blade’s back was dyed black with Armament Haki, while the edge shimmered with a dark red hue.
Killing Intent surged into the blade, radiating a golden lightning aura.
Haki unified—Slash the Enemy!
The blade sliced downward toward Giruon’s neck. At the last moment, as the blade neared his throat, Giruon’s head dipped sharply. His leg lashed backward like a scorpion’s tail, firing a blue lightning-like strike—
Kuro startled, instantly redirecting his blade forward to block. With a loud crack, a massive force exploded outward, sending him flying backward. He stabilized mid-air.
“You bastard, you’re as strong as a demon!” Kuro gritted his teeth.
Giruon turned, his leg’s blue lightning aura flickering briefly before fading.
“This Killing Intent… it’s overwhelming. I can feel it.”
Giruon muttered calmly, lowering his fists into a stance, then vibrated his arms downward with a shout: “Haa!!”
White ripples erupted around him, vibrating briefly before retreating into his body. A layer of blue lightning encased him, his short hair now standing on end.
Advanced Observation Haki—this man wielded it too.
Beyond that, his “wave” ability could counter his own blade, even resisting Killing Intent.
While his unarmed combat techniques might lack refinement, his “wave” ability allowed him to execute maneuvers surpassing even those with superior technical skill.
Kuro swung his Yokai Blade, starting from his forehead, coating his entire body in Armament Haki. A pitch-black cross mark formed between his brows, with purple tear streaks beneath his eyes.
“A man like you, valued at just eight hundred million? Did the World Government make a mistake?” Kuro asked.
“Bounties mean nothing to me. But… my awakening happened in Impel Down.”
Giruon’s voice was grave: “That hellish environment honed my will, transforming it into strength. From there, I grasped the ultimate wave, finally ascending to the peak!”
His foot stamped forward. His figure became a blue lightning bolt, surging ahead.
“I will transcend all! As the Fist’s Pinnacle, I will shatter everything!”
Kuro’s eyes narrowed. He slashed downward.
Boom!!
A shockwave erupted, scattering debris. The already ruined structures crumbled further.
The combatants’ figures became invisible, only golden and blue silhouettes flashing in the air, colliding and erupting with impact.
Kaku’s eyes darted around, tracking occasional afterimages: “Reaching this level… truly a dangerous pirate. If he escapes this time, the Grand Line will be even more perilous. What do you think, Zoro?”
Click-clack.
Zoro touched the hilt of her Kinpura, the blade trembling—no, her entire body vibrated. She lowered her head, lost in thought.
“Zoro, stay calm! Challenging someone this destructive will earn Kuro’s hatred.” Kaku wiped cold sweat from his brow, observing her reaction.
“I know,” Zoro replied coolly.
Her tremors weren’t fear—they were her Killing Intent being ignited by the battle itself.
Or rather, her challenge-seeking instinct toward Kuro.
As fellow swordsmen, Kuro’s overflowing Killing Intent technique had Zoro’s heart pounding.
How thrilling it would be to clash—
To see whose Killing Intent reigns supreme!
Zoro stared at the ground, forcing calm. Her pupils contracted to mere pinpricks.
Kaku wiped more sweat. As both an admirer and longtime comrade, he knew Zoro well.
This woman was, in fact, Kuro’s equal in type.
Don’t let her gentle demeanor and frequent visits to flower districts and casinos fool you—her Killing Intent was just as monstrous.
(End of Chapter)
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