Retreat?
Heh heh... how could that be possible?
Was this little bit of Conqueror's Haki supposed to do it?
Conqueror's Haki of this intensity was still far from enough to knock him out!
Carlos's eyes widened as his aura erupted. Completely ignoring the impact of the Conqueror's Haki, he slowly said, "So this is Conqueror's Haki?"
"It's indeed impressive, but still far from enough!"
"Bring it on harder!"
Shanks raised an eyebrow, and the Conqueror's Haki he released became even more ferocious. The powerful Conqueror's Haki turned into an endless series of massive impacts. Airwaves surged as the surrounding peach blossoms fell in droves, becoming a stream of flowers that rushed toward Carlos.
Carlos's pressure instantly increased. Frowning as peach blossoms filled the sky and blocked his vision, he used twice his usual strength to raise his arm and throw a punch, shredding the incoming blossoms!
It was his first time experiencing the power of Conqueror's Haki head-on, and he truly found it somewhat difficult to adapt. His limbs felt much heavier, as if he were trapped in a swamp.
But such difficulties were nothing to Carlos. Although he had enjoyed smooth sailing over the years, when he had first arrived in this world and struggled to establish himself, he had suffered plenty.
Even after gaining a foothold, he had shed blood and sweat to reach his current position. His strength had not come for free, and his willpower was no weaker than anyone's!
As long as Conqueror's Haki did not knock him unconscious in an instant, it could do nothing to him. Perhaps Shanks after becoming one of the Four Emperors would have had that kind of power, but not Shanks now.
Carlos was like a reef amid raging winds and towering waves. Though wave after wave of terrifying