"Great Buddha Impact! Vajra Pestle!"
Law, his muscles bulging significantly and his lieutenant colonel's uniform ripped apart, swung out a punch.
When his Haki-covered fist struck, it unleashed an impact force comparable to Boo's.
This was a martial art taught personally by Sengoku, a powerful combat technique no less formidable than Black Arm or Fist Bone.
Before becoming a Marine Fleet Admiral, Marine Admiral Sengoku, nicknamed 'The Buddha,' had already stood at the pinnacle of the sea over a decade ago.
Besides his own abilities that could unleash powerful shockwaves, Sengoku himself was highly skilled in impact-based martial arts similar to the Eight-Impact Fist and King's Punch.
In Marineford, to prevent Law from following in Rosinante's footsteps, Sengoku taught Law all of these impact-based punching techniques.
Law could only use this martial art, which required a powerful physique to unleash shockwaves, after stimulating his heart with Rorschach's lightning ball to unleash explosive power.
A phantom-like Vajra Pestle flashed across the surface of his fist and vanished.
Boom!
A large and a small fist collided, chaotic shockwaves crashing into each other, swirling the surrounding air and stirring up howling winds.
Law's body was sent flying backward by Boo's punch, crashing into the charging Happo Navy.
Boo''s body swayed. He felt a shockwave force, distinctly different from his own, penetrate his body and strike his heart.
With a pffft, Boo's face changed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"This is... Sengoku's martial art? No! There's another kind of penetrating power."
He frowned, looking at Law, who was flying backward. "So weak, yet able to injure me. What a strange technique."
He said it, but he didn't stop. He suddenly charged forward, pouncing on Law again.
Meanwhile, Hibari, charging towards Moria, hadn't even struck Moria's forehead when countless shadows on the ground converged, forming a sharp shadow spear that pierced straight through her chest.
"Kishishishishi, trying to ambush me? Marine brat, I don't know how you managed to kill Crocodile, but don't underestimate a Shichibukai! Shadow Horn Spear!"
Moria watched the black Shadow Horn Spear pierce through Hibari's charging body, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
But his smile quickly froze.
Because Hibari, whose chest had been pierced, didn't stop her momentum; instead, her speed surged. A chilling, bloodthirsty killing intent appeared on the surface of her right fist. Her right arm shot forward, extending five or six meters, and smashed into the astonished Moria's face.
"Hellhound!"
On Hibari's fist, a bloodthirsty evil dog let out a silent roar, a refined punch honed by Akainu from slaying countless pirates.
Bang!
Moria's face caved in, his entire face twisting into an unnatural shape before exploding into countless black bats, scattering with a whoosh and enveloping Hibari's body.
"How unexpected, you're a Logia-type Devil Fruit user."
From the shadows on the left, another Moria slowly emerged, holding a large pair of scissors.
The sky full of black bats rushed towards Hibari, forming an encirclement, rapidly merging to form a black box that opened its mouth, threatening to swallow Hibari.
"Shadow Box!"
Just as the black shadow box was about to close, Hibari's small body suddenly expanded, transforming into a thick, inky black cloud. With a bang, it burst open the black shadow box. At the same time, a thick bolt of lightning shot out from the black cloud, striking at Moria.
"Shadow's Asgard!"
Moria's bloated, fat body suddenly dispersed, turning into a sky full of bats.
Below the black cloud, a large, inky black hand appeared, snatching a large patch of shadow cast by the black cloud from the ground and clenching it in its hand.
Moria held the shadow cast by Hibari's transformation into a black cloud in one hand and a giant pair of scissors in the other, ready to cut.
"Kishishishishi, Marine brat, if your body gets bigger, your shadow gets bigger too. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"
The black cloud rapidly converged, reforming into Hibari's figure.
Her face changed slightly, and she secretly thought, This is bad.
This Moria looked fat and bloated, and Rorschach had mentioned that he seemed to have even regressed in his Armament Haki and hadn't trained it.
She had thought she could rely on her Logia ability, which couldn't be physically caught without Haki, to contend with this weakest Shichibukai.
But unexpectedly, his combat experience was so rich that in just two brief exchanges, he had managed to seize Hibari's shadow.
If her shadow were cut by Moria's scissors, even though it was night and she wouldn't die from sunlight exposure, she would fall into a brief coma after losing her shadow.
That would be equivalent to directly putting her life in Moria's hands.
Suddenly!
A thunderous roar came from outside.
The ground beneath Moria's feet abruptly tilted. Caught off guard, Moria's fat body fell backward, tumbling out towards the opening.
Hibari seized the opportunity to use Moonwalk, moving away from her original position and darting dozens of meters away, still shaken as she looked at her own shadow beneath her feet.
Indeed, no Shichibukai could be underestimated.
Big Brother Rorschach said Moria and Crocodile were weak, but that was because he was too strong, not because Moria and Crocodile were truly weak.
"Oars! What are you doing?! Stop it now!"
Moria, head-first in the sand, furiously yelled at the giant above him.
"Master," Oars's huge voice, like rolling thunder, came from above, uttering words that astonished Moria. "My leg is broken, though it doesn't hurt at all."
"Broken leg? What kind of joke is this? How long has it been, ten seconds? What exactly happened?"
Moria looked at Oars's leg and indeed saw that his right ankle had been completely shattered by some powerful force. The giant foot and lower leg bone were separated, revealing the thick leg bone and the red muscles adhering to its surface.
A Marine giant over ten meters tall was flexing his thick right arm, revealing a honeycomb-patterned arm guard.
The well-informed Moria instantly recognized what it was.
"It's a Reject Dial from Skypiea! That crazy giant actually attached so many Reject Dials to his arm! Isn't he afraid his arm will be shattered by the recoil?! Damn it, he actually broke Oars's right leg; it's unforgivable!"
Moria looked up and shouted, "Oars! Cut him with your weapon!"
"Understood, Master."
The sixty-seven-meter-tall Oars took the over thirty-meter-long sword he was holding in his left hand and placed it at his waist. His bulky and massive body stooped, extending his broad right hand to grip the hilt of the sword. Under Pamir's terrified gaze, he adopted an Iai Slash stance.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You're kidding, right? This guy can actually use Iaijutsu? That's completely illogical! How can a body that big learn Iaijutsu?"
Pamir dragged his sore, swollen right arm, sprinting wildly into the distance.
The huge booming sound earlier was from him unleashing the Reject Dial arm guard on his right arm against Oars's right ankle.
This arm guard, embedded with fifty Reject Dials, was a weapon custom-made for him by the Skypiea Angel Clan at Rorschach's request, possessing incredibly powerful impact force.
For every ten Reject Dials, the arm guard had five adjustable impact modes.
Earlier, he had delivered a ten-Reject Dial impact to Oars's right leg.
Pamir had thought he could easily withstand that level of impact, but he had underestimated the recoil of the Reject Dial, the most powerful of Skypiea's dials.
Even his powerful giant physique felt arm pain and bone numbness after enduring the Reject Dial's recoil.
Pamir hadn't even run fifty or sixty meters when goosebumps rose on the skin of his back. A terrifying sense of crisis surged through him, making him instinctively roll to the side without hesitation.
Behind him, the sixty-meter-tall Oars, with a speed that completely defied his massive body, swiftly drew the long sword he was loosely holding in his left hand.
"Iai! Shadow Flash!"
Swish!
A streak of gleaming sword light flashed across the ground in front of him and vanished.
The next moment, the yellow sand desert cracked with grinding sounds, forming a three to four hundred-meter-long fissure that even cut through a distant sand dune, causing it to collapse into two halves.
"I... holy crap!" Pamir looked at the wide crack just inches away, cold sweat streaming down his face in terror.
He had thought himself a rare speed-type giant among giants.
But he never expected that this Demon Race giant he encountered today could use the Iaijutsu, which had the greatest instantaneous explosive power.
A giant over sixty meters tall, using a sword over thirty meters long, to unleash a lightning-fast slash.
How terrifying must that be?
It was fortunate that this demon didn't master some of the giants' signature techniques; otherwise, Pamir dared not imagine how powerful this demon's combat strength would be.
Oars's single sword strike startled everyone else fighting on the battlefield.
Even Rorschach, sitting on the city wall, almost couldn't resist making a move.
He frowned, looking at Oars, who, after finishing that slash, plopped down on the ground and began digging at dirt clods, arranging them in front of him, seemingly playing with something.
"Whose unfortunate shadow did Moria put on Oars?"
(End of Chapter)
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